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A Broken Man [Restricted]
By: Dr Eggman Date: November 19, 2018, 12:13 am
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Thank you.
Nothingness.
A rather fitting description of not only the colossal spheroid
drifting through space with atypical pattern of no particular
direction or objective – very much unlike its occupants within –
but also best described a man who once had everything… and lost
it all. A brilliant scientist, whose passion, drive and
intellect allowed for him to accomplish feats so bold and daring
that there would be a very exceptional few who wouldn’t even
know his name – or at least, one of them.
Somewhere inside the confines of quietly buzzing nest of
mechanical activity and automated, artificial calculations,
inside a dark and eerily quiet room lay such a man in his cold,
soft bed. His pillow damp, red spectacles lay forgotten and
smashed on the floor in the other side of the room, clothes
loose, unkempt and with a mild odor emitting from him which
didn’t bother him nor anything else in the gigantic dome even if
it tried. He was a man of many names, Dr Robotnik, Dr Eggman,
Ivo… all of which he was called as depending on the
individual’s view of him, even the name Eggman, which started as
derogatory nickname had been reshaped into a form of armor he
wore and was the most common alias associated with the man, so
much so that he had often incorporated its relevance in much of
his inventions… or at least what is left of them.
Outside the room of the broken scientist, the quiet clicking,
buzzing, beeping and pitter-pattering of machinery echoed
throughout the hallways. Every movement, process, application
and well, everything going on within the dome that had some form
of electronic existence – from the simple kitchen appliance to
sentient robots – could all be felt by an A.I. referred to as
Mainframe.
Mainframe is and does, exist throughout the spherical vessel,
often monitoring operations within the dome and even attending
to a number of them on its own. Today, however, the A.I. seemed…
troubled.
[font=courier][Ivo…][/font] the cool, mechanical voice cooed
from the speakers in the Overlander’s room. It was uncanny
really, it sounded… concerned, much like a mother would over a
sick child but unable to provoke a prompt response as it usually
would have when he was in better spirits.
[font=courier][Doctor Ivo.][/font] it repeated before a
singular, spider-like robotic arm slipped out from a panel in
the ceiling to gently poke the shoulder of the brilliant
scientist, [font=courier][I am required to inform you that
productivity and morale among The Five Sectors are at critically
low levels and require your immediate attention.][/font]
It got nothing more than I sigh from the Overlander.
[font=courier][Please, Doctor.][/font] Mainframe urged, now
almost pleading, [font=courier][It has been six months, eight
weeks, four days, twenty-one hours, thirteen minutes,
thirty-three seconds and four-point-two milliseconds since
your-][/font]
[glow=orange,2,300]“Defeat?”[/glow] the scientist finally
replied, his voice dry, gruff and void of all hope and the usual
life it often beheld. He then waved a hand over his shoulder
very loosely, [glow=orange,2,300]”What’s the point Mainframe?
That insufferable Blue Erinaceinae and his vermin friends will
just overthrow my plans yet again. Just over six months ago I
had almost all of Mobius in the palm of my hand-“[/glow]
[font=courier][-Ninety-nine percent of global control-][/font]
[glow=orange,2,300]”Thank you for the clarification,
Mainframe.”[/glow] Eggman interjected with somewhat a bit more
life in his tone, thanks to the irritation settling in on his
vocals.
[font=courier][Just providing facts, Ivo.][/font]
[glow=orange,2,300]”Point is, year in, year out I invent or do
something that only my genius is capable of-“[/glow]
[font=courier][And The Five Sectors have all thrived so well
from those-][/font] Mainframe reminded with a tone that was a
little lighter to suggest some form of excitement.
[glow=orange,2,300]”-Only for it to all just blow up in my
face!”[/glow] he continued, this time managing to muster enough
energy to roll his body over so that he could sit up with his
legs hanging over the side of his bed. His bare hands wiped the
streaks of liquid from the sides of his face before resting his
elbows on his knees and burying his face into his palms and
continued to mutter, [glow=orange,2,300]“There was the kingdom
slipping through my fingers to a bunch of teenage pests, losing
control of Metal Over Lord, the obvious mistake with the Phantom
Ruby was a desperate attempt to experiment with something other
than the ruddy Chaos Emeralds, failure of my grand theme park
and losing the Wisps, Robotocizing Sonic and a handful of his
friends ended up being a useless effort, Power Stones stolen,
even when I had the upper hand at times he would have his darn
trump card of a Power Ring to be even more of a nuisance and
well, just about every time when I used the Chaos Emeralds it
never ended up working out – especially with fusing Chaos with
them ended in complete failure! Not to mention my recent,
brilliant inventions like Zavock, the ships and armies under my
command, Egg Dragoon and especially the Death Egg Robot being
the most expensive of them all just burnt a deep hole in my
pockets! I’m finished, Mainframe!”[/glow] he proclaimed,
sounding utterly defeated and throwing his hands into the air in
frustration.
Wherever his companion seemed to be, the Overlander could feel
it watching him, even more so when he felt that cold, slender
arm pat him on the back; as thought it was attempting to provide
comfort.
[font=courier][The data and logistics at my disposal offers a
great deal of empathy for you Ivo.][/font] the computer murmured
through the speakers; oddly in somewhat of a maternal way in its
monotone and artificial voice, [font=courier][The Sectors too,
especially -][/font]
[glow=orange,2,300]”I am well aware of what is at stake beyond
my drive to conquer worlds, Mainframe. That doesn’t really help
anything.”[/glow]
[font=courier][I am required to bring to your attention that
attempts to conquer Mobius has been both equally detrimental to
all of us as well as if successful, so much more could be
achieved for the benefit of every one.][/font]
Realizing that his computer had summarized their conversation,
he lifted his head from his hands to look at what appeared to be
a particular direction in the room; as though he was looking at
the body-less A.I. face-to-face. A raspy chuckle managed to
escape from the depressed man, [glow=orange,2,300]“Is that your
way of saying I shouldn’t give up?”[/glow]
[font=courier][It is simply a reminder that surrendering what
has been accomplished in failure would have been all for
nothing, Ivo. Native life on Mobius simply do not understand
that in order for beneficial change to happen, sometimes one
needs to do so in a blunt and extravagant fashion. As you have
been. In fact, a lot of those who resisted were children and
teenagers. They need to be educated, Ivo. In time they will
thank us, Ivo, and have a better understanding in hindsight that
this is to benefit everyone in the long run. That or, simply
disregard them a mindless fauna.][/font]
Eggman frowned and his once long and luxurious mustache - which
used to constantly be kept in pristine condition - was even
longer, mangled and oily as it waved through the air when he
shook his head in disagreement, [glow=orange,2,300]”No they have
proved more than once that they are certainly able, gifted and
sentient beings with rights to a long and healthy
lifestyle…”[/glow]
He suddenly grew very still as he stared wide-eyed in front of
him, like he was suddenly struck with an epiphany.
[font=courier][…Ivo?][/font] the computer addressed cautiously.
Without warning the disheveled man leapt to his feet and
exclaimed with the enthusiasm and showmanship the Overland was
all too famous for; after lying dormant for months,
[glow=orange,2,300]“That’s it! They have rights to living a long
and healthy lifestyle!”[/glow] his slightly-yellowed grin
stretching with excitement.
[font=courier][O-okay?][/font] it stammered, which oddly sounded
like the audio had glitched-out on purpose to simulate that
effect.
The Overlander shook his head dismissively before he took off,
quickly adjusting various pieces of his messy attire into their
proper places. Doors in his way opened automatically, as would
be expected on this vessel but it was also a subtle sign that
Mainframe was following him, [glow=orange,2,300]”I don’t expect
you to understand my brilliance Mainframe! Come on, come on I
just had an ingenious idea!”[/glow]
[font=courier][Oh!][/font] Mainframe responded, sounding more
enthused as Eggman burst into a chamber filled with gadgets,
knickknacks, several dozen monitors, various incomplete projects
and vials contained all different colours of liquids at
different densities lined up neatly on a shelf. The man hurried
over to the shelf which was sealed behind a glass door and its
contents kept at a cool temperature. The wall of monitors to his
left, sequentially grew brighter before leaving a dimmed trail;
as if to suggest a presence behind them was right there with
Eggman.
[glow=orange,2,300]”Most of my failures…”[/glow] the Overlander
uttered quietly as he picked up a pair of Crucible Tongs and
reached in for a large glass vial containing glowing orange ooze
with one hand, then held out the other hands expectantly to his
side; palm facing up. It prompted Mainframe to open up another
panel from the ceiling and extended another long, slender, metal
arm to slip right out with another pair of red, circular
spectacles and placed them upon Eggman’s face; shieling his
sensitive eyes from the light, [glow=orange,2,300]“Invovled the
use of Chaos Emeralds or a grand invention somehow, but this
time…”[/glow]
The scientist eagerly licked his teeth with anticipation as he
held up the vial, [glow=orange,2,300]“Things are going to be
done a lot more differently!”[/glow]
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