EGGSPOSURE THERAPY ACT I | [VIDEO]

[reneggadetinkerer]

Type: VIDEO
Sender ID: reneggadetinkerer (Dr. Ivo Robotnik)
To: Public
Subject: AMA
Warnings: Megalomania

[The feed begins with Eggman sitting at what appears to be a console facing the camera. He's routed his shellphone camera into one of his Buzzbomber Radniks, giving a much more dynamic view of his quickly expanding warehouse and base of operations. The good doctor has wasted no time and appears to be well in production of not just Radniks, but other experiments and tools using the strange magic and technology found on this world. Anyone who knows him well may be alarmed. But if you don't, he just looks industrious.]

[Once the feed starts, he stands and begins to dramatically move about the room, arms clasped behind his back.]

Good day my fellow Riftfarers!

I have been here for several months now and it has come to my attention that several denizens of my world have made it their mission to inform the public of my er...proclivities. As such, I have thought long and hard about what this means and how to move forward.

[As he speaks, he gesticulates with one arm in sweeping, grand gestures.]

As such, I have decided that it is important, in the spirit of transparency that I make my past known. Yes, it is true that I, the Great Dr. Ivo Robotnik, have sought to conquer my world more than a few number of times. However, I have agreed to be on my...best behavior while I remain a tenant of this washed out world and such, I would like to extend the proverbial olive branch. You see, some Hedgehogs who shall remain nameless unless their name is Sonic, seem to believe I have the propensity for good.

Now, in the spirit of this newfound...charitability I wish to point out that any Radniks I have sold to you or anyone else are not dangerous. This has been verified by trusted sources but if you would like to investigate for yourselves? Well, I have nothing to hide.

Which brings me nicely to the reason for this broadcast!

[Eggman snaps, and a graphic appears on the screen.]



If transparency is the name of the game, I thought it would be a fun little exercise in trust! All questions are valid though I will get some of the easier ones out of the way first.

[Ahem.]

My name is Dr. Ivo Robotnik, but I have allowed others to call me Eggman. It was an insulting moniker I have chosen to adopt, thus robbing it of its power over me. As for my general interests? Robotics, mad science, engineering, aeronautics, and theme parks.

The floor is yours and I eagerly await your questions.

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Voice | un: wherethereislight

[wherethereislight]

[What is this, Twitter Takeover?]

How would you like to die?

[VIDEO]

[reneggadetinkerer]

Ohohoho! Why Shadow, how wonderful it is to hear your threats!

Come now, you can't tell me there isn't any other pressing questions. You and I are practically family.

[wherethereislight]

Hmph. You're a disappointment. [His ties with the Robotniks had already been severed long ago. They're nothing more than individuals on opposing sides now.] It wasn't a threat. How would you choose to die?

[reneggadetinkerer]

My end will come when it's what I desire and not before. Sad to say, I plan to stick around for many more years.

Now, honestly, isn't there something more pleasant you wish to ask? Or has that red eyeliner permanently tinted your worldview.

[wherethereislight]

. . . [Frankly, he would decline here as he finds this whole thing meaningless. Words aren't to be trusted from the doctor. Who's to say he will actually answer truthfully? But...they've been here for some time now.]

Have you found anything in this world that has given you joy? [He cares not how he answers. Lie, tell the truth. It's whatever. Humor him.]

[reneggadetinkerer]

A number of things, actually. Pressing the buttons of you and your furry friends, for one.

And...I admit starting from scratch has been invigorating. A new challenge. Plus, the various relics have caught my eye.

[Not to mention the leviathans.]

[wherethereislight]

[You already do the first thing back home, so it doesn't count anyway. And of course, he can work out how any relics and artifacts found in this world would catch his interest. Not for any good reason.

Starting from scratch....]

What was the first thing you made back home?

[reneggadetinkerer]

The first thing ever?

Hm...I suppose that would have been a rudimentary personal assistant so I could test the limits of its intelligence. See what needed to be ironed out of its programming to ensure total obedience.

[wherethereislight]

How long ago was this?

[reneggadetinkerer]

[Eggman crosses his arms.]

Years and years, well before I truly began focusing on my Empire. I needed a means to an end, obviously. People have agendas. They don't always do what they're told. I needed absolute subservience if I were going to accomplish my goals.

[wherethereislight]

So even with your first creation, it was for ill-intent. [There is no hope for this maniac.

....Although, he isn't sure if the doctor is speaking the absolute truth, but one thing kept coming up as they answered him.]

Rather insistent about having things under your control.

[reneggadetinkerer]

"Ill-intent" is a misleading classification. If you built a machine, wouldn't you want it to work the way you wanted? Wouldn't you wish to remove any unnecessary hindrances? Perfection is a series of seamlessly interlocking parts that serve its intended function. It's practically sterile.

Of course I want things under my control. If they're under my control, they will do what I want. My will is absolute and can't be disregarded.

[wherethereislight]

Machines break. [He knows, he's torn apart plenty. There's silence, the doctor's words playing in his mind. He wants control, he wants things to be done his way, he wants to be heard.

...]

You look to machines, because people don't hear you?

[reneggadetinkerer]

Which is why I build new ones. Better ones.

Don't be simple, it's insulting to us both. I use the machines to make people hear me.

[That's not a 'no.']

[wherethereislight]

From what I've seen, nothing of yours survive for long. [How many badniks are still around?]

Because people didn't before. Why build them for that purpose, if that weren't the case?

[reneggadetinkerer]

Yes, I wonder why.

You're assuming a lot, Shadow. I do it because it's fun. Because I enjoy making others heel. Subjugation is the aim for the sake of my ultimate vision.

Are you honestly trying to espouse the virtues of having friends?

[wherethereislight]

Your words, not mine. [He was hoping he'd catch a glimpse of something beyond the evil world conquering mad man. Dig further back into their history and utilize that instead of hoping they become some persona born from amnesia.

Was he always like this, or did something led him down this path?

Vaguely, did he recall details he wasn't meant to hear on the Ark about the Robotnik family. That relations among them were becoming strained toward the end of his time on the Ark. He saw it in Professor Gerald's tired expression and growing concern the longer Maria remained away from her family. The longer she was without a cure. With Gerald's reputation tarnished, practically erased from all knowledge, it left a bloody stain to the Robotnik name. Considering he pursued to unleash his grandfather's work to the world once, to prove them all wrong...

...

It doesn't excuse the choices the grandson has made, and continues to do so.]

There is nothing else then. [From his words, he set in his ways. This was a pointless endeavor on Shadow's part.]

[reneggadetinkerer]

That's right, and don't you forget it.

Quit poking your little nose where it doesn't belong. My motives are elegant in their simplicity.

Conquer the world by any means necessary. Any world. All worlds.

So that I might mold them to my grand vision and force everyone to bow to my superior intellect.

No more.

No less.

[wherethereislight]

Is that a declaration for me to take you out now? [Don't forget your place while in this world.]

[reneggadetinkerer]

Simply a portent of the future.

I believe you have your hands full with one blue buffoon and a couple of augmented malcontents.

[wherethereislight]

That will still end in your death. [Try a different future.]

Don't assume you know what I'm capable of handling.