Robotropolis - False Alarm!

[Jamie Lee]

Inside one of the many dark eventless factories of Robotroplis, a freshly added worker was currently busy toiling away sorting out piles of lugnuts. Dr. Finitevus had only been among the ranks of the roboticized for a very, very short time as he waited for Robotnik to call him back as he had promised, and already he had come to one not-so-thrilling conclusion; he was bored as all get out.

His earlier hysteria had died down to some extent, though not entirely as he occasionally found himself breaking into mental bouts of mirthless laughter. Between that he found himself cursing at every source imaginable. That strange drone, Dash, Sally, GUN, Robotnik, and anyone else he could think of in the course of events that had spiraled into this outcome.

To say the pangolin was infuriated would have been a gross understatement. In his mental snarling his understandably focused his wrath particularly on Robotnik. He had messed with the wrong man. No one made a fool out of him without consequence, and he was certainly no one's servant! So help him, he would see to it that tyrant would have a slow and miserable demise!

... The trouble with this was he wasn't even sure at the moment how he was going to achieve that. The inability to control his own body was unnerving and even terrifying, and unless he could figure a way to change that, he felt a real possibility he could be stuck this way for some time. In the back of his mind there was the slim hope that Isis and Julie might find him, but the odds were so overwhelming it seemed pointless to consider. He had perfect confidence in their ability to escape, but then how would they find out what happened to him, or recognize him if they saw him, if they even managed to find him? And even if they did, someone would have to find a way to alter the programming he now found himself trying to mentally battle with.

He let off an internal sigh. Damn this job was boring.

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Fortunately, something was about to break the monotony, mostly, the reforming crystalline figure of Mephiles and Doom.

The liquid form that they were able to take was extremely useful, as it usually wasn't all too noticeable when it creeped against walls, hide in the shadows, or oozed through vents... And because of this mobility, Doom and Mephiles had easily been able to follow Finitevus around since the departure from prison cell.

Needless to say, they witnessed the roboticization from a relatively comfortable location and with a stellar view. And although Doom had no firm grasp of what had happened, he didn't argue with the results. Rather, he was quite pleased- as he always was when something terrible happens to those he despises (now if only a whale would fall on Shadow...).

And he'd continued to follow Finitevus around for one, simple reason.

To rub it in his face.

Having reformed, Doom tapped Finitevus on the shoulder.

"Salutations."

(No roll for Mephiles. If Mephiles wants control he can take it)

[Jamie Lee]

The robian looked up from his sorting and turned, pausing for a moment to take in the sight of the creature that had just apparently appeared out of nowhere. Though his programming wasn't able to decipher who or what the strange creature was supposed to be, the conscious mind buried inside could only think of one thing at that moment; Hellfire and damnation.

Of course, since the programming couldn't identify the crystalline figure, this meant it was obviously defaulted to being recognized as an enemy. The mechanical pangolin's face twisted into a snarl.

"INTRUDER ALERT!" he shrieked, giving a feral growl as he attempted to tackle the dual-minded alien.

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Doom hadn't expected the sudden attack. Mostly because he believed that Finitevus would not be so dim as to even attempt to attack him. Still, surprised or not, the tackle didn't reach the outcome it was meant to- as the alien instead grabbed the robian by the arms and held him away.

He tilted his head to the side, somewhat amused by the pangolin's new appearance and odd behavior.
"Do you not recognize me?"

He paused a moment, then added

"... or I should say 'us'."[rand=75394738818904218578890160107447367820709738626359301957904108666]

[Jamie Lee]

Heh. He's lost his mind, Mephiles thought, probably more amused by the pangolin's actions than Doom was,. For the moment he was content to just watch the show.

Run, you stupid body! Quit trying to fight him! Hellfire, why are they here?!

In spite of the inward yelling, outside, the robian just ignored Doom's question and continued to snarl like some kind of wild animal. The scales on his tail suddenly 'bristled' up, revealing rows and rows of super sharp razorblades that he was now attempting to swing on the alien.

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The attack hit, causing a scraping noise against the alien's crystal-like skin... but that, apparently, was all it did. Doom shifted his grip slightly to keep the robian a bit farther away from himself, lest he was attacked again.

It does seem that way, doesn't it? Perhaps the machine did more then what is visible.

"That does not work very well, but you should be aware of that. Or are you not, now?"[rand=41628508102356615531033328642162690380031261235723044322587811805]

[Jamie Lee]

Rather than answer the question, the pangolin just shouted "Intruder alert! Capture by order of Robotnik!"

When Doom motioned to shift the robian, he'd find out quickly that was a mistake, and that he'd also underestimated his opponent's new mechanically enhanced strength. Jerking an arm free, he latched onto one of the alien's and attempted to throw him into the ground and again tackle him.

As the struggle continued to escalate, other resident workerbots took notice, and within seconds an alarm was sounded.

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Apparently yes, he had underestimated. This time Doom wasn't nearly so quick in catching and correcting his surprise, and found himself tackled and pinned by the mechanical pangolin. He then shouted "RAPE!", and attracting the attention of a certain pine marten.

And also, alarm sirens. From what he'd seen of this place and it's soldiers, a full out confrontation wouldn't be the wisest of ideas... and he didn't like being being pinned by one of his most hated foes very much either.

Therefor, he did the logical thing. Liquidized and made a break for it.

"We'll finish this later."[rand=129400509037585765814292373543590030820475917370255075637321402622]

[Jamie Lee]

Hey... hey! You're just going to let him get away with that?! We could have beaten him before any soldiers arrived!

That 'said', Mephiles rended control of the body away from Doom and began crawling back.

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The robian, meanwhile, just crouched there on his hands and knees on the floor for a moment, his programming momentarily confused by the fact the intruder had just dissolved from beneath him. He glanced back at the other workerbots, uttering a "Threat terminated," before resuming his designated task.

... Well. I did complain about being bored...[rand=46207254905967293594122880131801583101554816827954400471086304334]

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One of the random other Robians stepped out of the line. "Conducting post-invasion perimeter olfactory search," it belted out in a rather robotic tone; this robian, being borne of a canine, was equipped with olfactory sensors - these were utilized as he scanned the area, his head close to the ground.

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Apparently, Mephiles and Doom didn't smell very much.

You've almost gotten us beaten already today. Besides that, we do not even fully understand what happened to him or what occurs here![rand=7174980986386675923285571829434472230342262482993979953371371805]

[Jamie Lee]

If he'd still had the ability to, you could bet Finitevus would have made a double-take when the robian canine announced his presence. Resson?! Resson was also here?! Robotnik had roboticized him too?

He frowned mentally. Though the possibility did exist, it was quite (and possibly more) likely that this was an interdimentional counterpart of his. After all, if Dash and Agent Acorn both had one, there was no reason to argue Resson might not have as well. For a brief moment he entertained the idea of if he also had a counterpart in this world and what he might be like... Of course, it was only a moment, as it was neither relevant or important at that moment. Now, on top of everything already piled onto him, it seemed he had Mephiles and Doom to worry about.

. . .

He broke down into another bout of internal hysterical laughter.

Ah. I'm sure you allowing us to be pinned just now was intentional. I noticed you're not trying to stop me.

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The robian canine, which did look remarkably similar to Resson, completed his scan of the perimeter. "Olfactory scan completed. No threats found. Returning to post." The robian passed by Finitevus on the way back - he would notice that his hairstyle was different - parted neatly in the middle and cut at the neck. Indeed, this was an alternate of Resson, who had been roboticized many years ago.

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Then allow me to rectify that!

And, with a jerk, the puddle suddenly changed direction for the nearest drainage grate.