Scrambled Egg Zone Act I

[reneggadetinkerer]

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!

Comments

[angellust]

[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]

[reneggadetinkerer]

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?

[angellust]

[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.

[reneggadetinkerer]

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?

[angellust]

[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.

[reneggadetinkerer]

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.

[angellust]

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.

[reneggadetinkerer]

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

I do believe it will be very rewarding.