fan art, sega, sonic
In an announcement that seems years in the making, Sega has finally conceded in the battle against good art. That’s right, the guys who created such memorable video game icons as Big The Cat have given up and left the creative work up to their fans. A recently revealed contest shows Sega on their knees, begging for some art assistance from the last few loyal Sonic fans on earth, promising that their work will be featured in the cut-scenes of the upcoming Sonic And The Black Knight. Just make sure you hurry up and get your fingerprints and doodles in by September 12th! After all, what would a Sonic game be without it being rushed in every aspect? But wait, as much as we’d love to mock Sega for the generally atrocious art direction they’ve taken their mascot the last few years, would their fans be any better? The answer to that question is a giant, bold “NO” spray-painted in hot pink across the pearly gates of a manga convention. In fact, we’re even willing to back up our claim with visual evidence. So hide your children and hang on to your pantaloons, the 20 worst examples of Sonic The Hedgehog fan art are about to punch you in the goggles.

If you were real the world as we know it would cease to exist. Since you’re not, tracking down (and assassinating) whoever created you is the first step to a better planet.

Most video game characters do their best to avoid perils like “firey death” but this Sonic drawing embraces it. He probably just finished playing Sonic Heroes.

Your Sonic drawing just wasn’t complete until you PEED on it, was it? WAS IT?!?

Personally, we always envisioned a Utopian Sonic universe as being occupied by a dual mouthed protagonist with a hunchback and his trusty one legged, penis fingered sidekick teaming up to fight fat stick figures in front of dark, nebulous abyss on bad scribbles mountain.

You will grow up to be a tollbooth maintenance assistant or a guidance counselor.

Hi i’m Lisa Plyplanks and I learned how to draw drunk in a tornado full of rabid chinchillas.

ATTN: Kraut-Rock Post-Swastika Alt-Cockno Metal Bands seeking an iconic t-shirt design to represent your “music” - your search ends here.

Home school seemed like a really great idea until the whole “I’m still uneducated and even more rampantly agoraphobic” thing kicked in.

Neither does your art teacher.

This might just be the last thing you see before you die.

Super Mega Sonica Mario Man has all the powers of everything but all the drawing abilities of a quadriplegic. Nice chest hair, though.

It’s like MS Paint with an STD, if gangrene and leprosy were STDs and MS Paint was invented on an airless life raft in the middle of monsoon season.

Shel Silverstein would’ve loved this as an illustration for his poem “When The Hedgehog Ends.” But like Sonic, he kicked the bucket in 1999.

Sonic finally caught up with the cavernous feeling of regret we all get after buying his games at full price.

Oh man, this one is the fucking worst! Sonic with a sword? Ha, you’ve got to be kidding me!
Wait…this is official Sega promo art for the next Sonic Wii game? It’s like my childhood keeps accidentally eating yellow snow.

Animefanrain4ever16 proves that there’s no better way to pucker up to a starry summer’s night sky than with a pair of airtight jeans and a pubic hair hot dog.

Fuck, man. What the fucking fuck. Since when did 80’s video game characters become the vessel of assistance for lazy art therapists?

So blinding speed proves that even the Blue Blur wasn’t fast enough to reach the toilet in time to mourn his flying sidekick?

You has a birth defect.

Flowers. Leggings. Sandals. Toe rings. Freckles. Rolling rivers. Love gloves. Lashes. Rosey cheeks. Stop me when you think I’ve named too many things that might actually improve Sonic games from where they actually stand at this point.
All artwork was furiously stolen from helpless, talentless children via Deviantart and Google Image Search. If we accidentally used your work and you want it removed from this piece, please email us and we will take it down and call your parents. Or maybe we just drew them all ourselves? The world may never know.























