Robotropolis - Unexpected Guest

[ishntknew]

The evil dictator Robotnik's control room... A gloomy place with a foreboding air, where evil takes place...

And perhaps even where evil... is drawn.

Without warning, a portal appeared in this terrible location, and through it fell an indistinct shape, landing on the floor with a clank. The shape, shilloueted in darkness righted itself, and looked about the room. Its eyes glowed bright in the dark corner it had entered from.

A bright... orange.


"Wh, what? Where am I? What is this place? It's kind of scary..."

[DB]

The tyrant's mustache twitched at the sudden... childish voice... behind him. Frowning, he turned and leaned out of his seat to investigate.

"..."

[ishntknew]

Omochao stared right back. Someone it didn't recognize. But he looked kind of like that Dr. Eggman fellow it had helped once.

What to do...

"...Hi! I'm Omochao!"

Good a start as any.

[DB]

Well, that was question answered and he didn't even have to ask.

"..."

What to do about this... robot? It looked like a robot... it didn't look very dangerous either, though, looks can be deceiving.

Then again, this robot didn't even have fingers.

It was like... some sort of... mechanical teddy bear.

"Greetings... 'Omochao'... er... what exactly are you?"

[ishntknew]

"I'm Omochao! All Omochao are Omochao! And Omochao knows everything!"

That wasn't entirely true. Or anywhere near true. For instance, Omochao still had no clue where he was or who it was talking to.

[DB]

SKYWARD MIGRATING EYEBROW.

"... really now."

[ishntknew]

"Well... uh... kinda... I'm not really sure where I am... Or who you are. You look a little like Dr. Eggman!"

[DB]

Mustache twitch. Dr. Eggman was supposed to be his counterpart in the otherworld, wasn't he?

"... you could say we are related, yes."

[ishntknew]

"Oh! Uhh."

This guy was kinda making Omochao nervous.

"You're making me a little nervous!"

...Omochao is not one for subtlety.

[DB]

...

...

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"I apologize, I really don't wish for my guests to be... uncomfortable. Tell me, 'Omochao', where have you come from?"

[ishntknew]

"I've been all over the world! But I like to hang out in Station Square a lot. It's the best city in the world!"

[DB]

"... I see."

At that point, however, a great deal of alerts appeared on one of his monitors, and he turned, looking them over.

"... Excuse me a moment, I have to take care of something."

[ishntknew]

"Bye bye!"

And Omochao sat.

[DB]

Having taken care of the distraction, he once again turned to the robot chao, scrutinizing it carefully.

From a distance.

Maybe it was a child's toy? The bright colours and it's behavior...

"What is it that you do, 'Omochao'?"

[ishntknew]

"I'm here to help you!" Omochao paused a moment, before deciding to clarify. "I give information! I know all sorts of things."

[DB]

"Really now? That is quite useful. Do you have any map data?"

[ishntknew]

"I can give directions sometimes! And I can tell you the best route to take to avoid traffic jams on a lot of the major roads of the United Federation."

[DB]

"But do you have any general maps? Such as maps of the world, and of major cities..."

[ishntknew]

"Well... I have a few. Not very many, though." Omochao paused, then clicked and whirred. "My primary use is providing instructions on other things! For instance, I can tell you what to do if you get attacked by one of GUN's robots, or how to jump!"

[DB]

The dictator nodded in the direction of one of the many monitor screens in the room.

"Would it be possible for you to upload those maps to that computer?"

[ishntknew]

"Hmm... I don't know..." Omochao flew to the monitors and looked at them. "I don't think I've seen this model before! I might be incompatible."

[DB]

The fat man sighed and shook his head. It probably was incompatible, which means he'd have to make it compatible. One way or another, he wanted all the information he could get about the other world.

Otherwise, he'd be charging blind, a position he wasn't comfortable with.

Pressing a button on the console built into his chair, he summoned some SWATbots to the room.

"'Omochao', was it?", he spoke simply, not wanting to scare the childish robot. He wasn't entirely sure of it's capabilities, after all. It seemed harmless but... after the incident with the 'other Metal Sonic' he'd learned that regarding the other world, looks can be deceiving, "I'm going to have you brought to one of my labs. I ... greatly need... that map data, and if compatibility is an issue then it's one I hope may be resolved quickly and... without fuss."

[Lans]

Just then, an alarm on one of the consoles began going off. It was the roboticizer's sabotage alarm...

[DB]

Robotnik's nose wrinkled as he he first glanced, and then looked again, at the date scrolling by his screen.

He furrowed one of his meaty brows as he rubbed his temple with one hand.

"Unfortuntaly, Omachao, our conversation will have to wait. Somethings have... come up... and it requires my attention. If my assistant were here I would have him take care of it but..."

He gestured to the otherwise empty control room.

"... he isn't."

There was a bitter, angry tone to that. And, having said that, he got up barely from his immense fatness and began to work on one of the larger consoles of the room.

First order of business- send worker bots and a few guards to the roboticizer room. It wasn't often that he had an attack on the roboticizer, but from the report, it seems as if the damage had already been done. If the guards need backup... well, he was raising the security of the rest of the area already, they'd get backup the moment they needed it.

[ishntknew]

"Okay! Bye bye!" Omochao sat in silence for a moment, considering what a hectic and possibly dangerous place it had been dropped into. However, rather than planning an escape or anything that a more nervous being might have considered, the little robot simply waited patiently.