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Post by DB on Feb 9, 2007 14:09:37 GMT -5
(One shot) As usual, Robotnik sat on his thrown. Unlike usual, something particular was bothering him, as he stared, brow furrowed, into space as he absent-mindedly pet the mechanical chicken that perched on his lap. Lately, there had been sightings of strange machines, machines not unlike his very own Spy-Eyes. One had been captured, but when there was an attempt to investigate its origins, it had literally melted into a pile of silver goo, which quickly dissolved in the air. After that, the droids were no longer spotted. Had they all melted away like the one that had been captured? Or did they possess some sort of cloaking device? More over, what was their purpose? Who had created them? Initial scans of the machine before it self destructed proclaimed a relatively simple design- perhaps the freedom fighters had created them? But then, what of the cloaking, if there was cloaking technology? If the Freedom Fighters had gotten their hands on that… He grumbled to himself. There really was no way of telling at the moment, seeing as the only clue he had was gone now. He’d simply have to keep an eye out… for anything… unusual.
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