shellphones | Scrambled Egg Zone Act I

Type: VIDEO
Sender ID: reneggadetinkerer (Dr. Robotnik)
To: General Public
Subject: Introductions
Warnings: ~THEATRICS~

[The first thing you might notice on the screen is a bulbous pink nose. A nose from under which a massive, aburn, magnificent mustache extends off to either side like the bristles of two enormous brushes. Only then might you notice the glint of dark spectacles completely enshrouding the eyes of the one beginning this broadcast. As he pulls his shellphone away, you get the full picture; a rotund man that simply exudes the aura of a mad genius.]

Attention! As loathsome as it is to admit this, I appear to be stranded on this overly moist macrocosm like the rest of you. The accommodations I've found myself in are abhorrent, frankly, and I refuse to live like a deckswab. As such, I'm taking it upon myself to begin searching for more appropriate facilities so that I might continue my work. If anyone out there knows of any...let's say...recently vacated warehouses or factories...or, better yet, an island that I may lay claim to as my own, I can repay you with the knowledge that you've helped secure the great Dr. Ivo Robotnik a place where he can properly work. For the betterment of...everyone.

Apparently. Pah.

Oh, and if there's anyone out there versed in this "magitech" I keep hearing about, make yourself known! I'll have you disclose your findings so that I might better ascertain the nature of this technological power. Better yet, if you have anything worth disassembling, bring it to me.

But don't expect compensation!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

So you can manipulate metal?

Interesting. And you never had this ability in your world?

Never had it before, nope! It's awesome, right? I mean, it will be awesome, once I get better.

[sooner rather than later]

Practice does make perfect, doesn't it?

You say you can manipulate small bits of metal like screws. How close do you have to be?

[he considers]

Not too close? Like, I was maybe about thirty feet away when I first made that pin move...

Thirty fee—

[That's impressive range for someone just "learning."]

Ah...[Ahem]

Tell me, Angel. Have you ever considered using that magic power of yours when it comes to, say, salvage?

[a slow head tilt]

.....Salvage? Salvage what?

[Resisting the urge to rub his temples.]

Metal, Angel! Metal and scrap! People would pay good money for resources such as those! I, myself, would be one of them! Especially since I have the means to turn that scrap into wonderful inventions!

[yeah, but what money do you have, sir]

...Wait. Y'mean, like... like, pickin' up garbage?

[scandalized!!!]

[THE MONEY COMES LATER.]

What, have you never heard of recycling?

[Ahem. That was sharper than he meant it to be.]

Now now, your focus is too narrow. I'm not talking about your every day refuse. No, I'm speaking of the parts that people carelessly lose and discard. That bent metal rebar. That dented metal cup. The old piece of sheet metal with the stripped screws.

Every single one of these things is part of a greater treasure, Angel. And you don't need to touch it if you're commanding it. Simply manipulate it into a sack or something~

[well....... well, okay. Robotnik has a point. if Angel moves the garbage with his mind, he doesn't have to tou--

wait wait wait]

So, yer sayin' you'd use stuff like that to... to make more stuff. Better stuff.

[his brain gears are turning. Angel may not be the brightest bulb in the shed, but he does manage to think things through from time to time. he wants a job, in this world. and he wants to practice magic and become better at it. by helping this strange doctor out, he could, technically, do both of those things...]

[Eggman feigns surprise.]

Yes! A brilliant idea, Angel! I make superior items and then we sell those items which would, in turn, allow us more freedom!

A place to work. Perhaps even a ship. Not a bad start to a vision wouldn't you say?

[well, it's not like it's a bad idea. Angel still doesn't trust this guy too much. but, eh!]

Yeah, not bad. Been here for months an' I ain't even got a ship yet.

[not that he's exactly tried to find a crew]

That's simply because the inspiration hadn't struck you! But now that you have a clear trajectory, we can help one another.

That is what everyone suggested I do, yes? Help out?

[he squints. the good doctor is too eager. he has a lot of energy. or maybe that's just hot air. this whole posting seems to be a mess, with people judging him and calling him on his arrogant attitude. but the arrogance and other possible mentions of danger aren't what bother Angel]

I mean, I guess. Honestly, I don't really care if you help other people, or not. That's for you t'figure out. Your own journey, an' all that... But Pirate Land has been pretty good t'me. Ain't no reason why it couldn't be good to you, too. I s'ppose we could work together for a while an' see what happens.

Hmm...yes, you offer up a valid point, Angel. If this world has been kind to you, then why wouldn't I be deserving of such kindness as well?

And if we're going to be working together, perhaps I should offer you some form of compensation.

Tell me, Angel. What is it you're after? Goals? Missions? Desires?

[uh oh. Angel doesn't know if he's ready to be that vulnerable right now. they're strangers! so he simply shrugs]

I just don't wanna go back home yet. That's pretty much my... desire.

I see...your homeworld must be quite problematic if you wish to remain here.

Unless you're the type who likes to explore the unknown.

Problematic is one way t'put it! I dunno if I'm much for explorin', but, like I said, I've been havin' a good time, here.

Anyway! I look forward ta workin' with ya. We can meet up later.

Yes, I look forward to our newfound partnership, Angel!

I do believe it will be very rewarding.

Scrambled Egg Zone Act I

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