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bravenewworld2014-02-23 08:02 pm
eggsellence) wrote in bravenewworld2014-02-23 08:02 pm
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In all these years I've spent here in Union, I can't help but be a little impressed with what our, err. Friends over at that evolution team are capable of. It's "different".
[He gives a sober look. The good doctor has been mulling over this for a while now... or at least, mulling over how he should present the issue... no, opportunity.]
I couldn't care less about their ideology, their theology, or whatever keeps them sleeping soundly at night. [As if Union's beliefs are any better, he thinks.] What's important is we have evidence there's a wealth of resources still left intact, just like our Old City out and beyond. We have something they don't have, but more importantly, they have something we don't! We don't have to like them. Worst comes to worst, I'm expecting at least a couple tussles. I mean, look at them, flexing their muscles at our faces. After reports of people injured, that's just asking for trouble.
Consider this a public statement from me, Dr. Ivo Robotnik. Why don't we use whatever's ahead of us as a learning experience? While we have the chance.
This is nothing less than... yes, an opportunity, I daresay. It's an opportunity for the ages!
[Action: University grounds]
"E-G622, I beg of you, do something about your butterfingers. For my sake! Unlike E-K599 or E-M081, you're the only one with hands!"
[Outside the university walls, but still within the campus fields, a rotund man is overseeing a rotund Golett lifting some heavy metal weights... only whenever he lifts them, without much issue, it promptly trips.]
"Ugh. Out of all the little clay automatons deciding it wants to follow me, it had to be the one with the balance problem. Looks like my assistant search is still on..."
[He sighs and rubs his forehead, knowing that endeavor's doomed to fail from the start. The Golett lifts itself up, still trying its darnest to lift the weights.]
"... There's no such thing as an A for effort, you know." [Robotnik crosses his arms, waiting for the Golett to stop trying.]
In all these years I've spent here in Union, I can't help but be a little impressed with what our, err. Friends over at that evolution team are capable of. It's "different".
[He gives a sober look. The good doctor has been mulling over this for a while now... or at least, mulling over how he should present the issue... no, opportunity.]
I couldn't care less about their ideology, their theology, or whatever keeps them sleeping soundly at night. [As if Union's beliefs are any better, he thinks.] What's important is we have evidence there's a wealth of resources still left intact, just like our Old City out and beyond. We have something they don't have, but more importantly, they have something we don't! We don't have to like them. Worst comes to worst, I'm expecting at least a couple tussles. I mean, look at them, flexing their muscles at our faces. After reports of people injured, that's just asking for trouble.
Consider this a public statement from me, Dr. Ivo Robotnik. Why don't we use whatever's ahead of us as a learning experience? While we have the chance.
This is nothing less than... yes, an opportunity, I daresay. It's an opportunity for the ages!
[Action: University grounds]
"E-G622, I beg of you, do something about your butterfingers. For my sake! Unlike E-K599 or E-M081, you're the only one with hands!"
[Outside the university walls, but still within the campus fields, a rotund man is overseeing a rotund Golett lifting some heavy metal weights... only whenever he lifts them, without much issue, it promptly trips.]
"Ugh. Out of all the little clay automatons deciding it wants to follow me, it had to be the one with the balance problem. Looks like my assistant search is still on..."
[He sighs and rubs his forehead, knowing that endeavor's doomed to fail from the start. The Golett lifts itself up, still trying its darnest to lift the weights.]
"... There's no such thing as an A for effort, you know." [Robotnik crosses his arms, waiting for the Golett to stop trying.]
Re: action;
[And so it does. Cauldron, the klutzy Golett, trips and throws up the metal scraps into the air. The scraps tumble and fall, burying the clay doll inside.]
What did I tell you! Why does nobody listen to me!?
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Um....
Excuse me.. I-I'm..
I'm part of the City Guard, um, could you use some assistance? [It should be easy to tell this tall sweaty looser isn't all that great at the whole "talky" thing.]
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[Don't mind him. He's just really frustrated right now. In all fairness, Robotnik isn't particularly an ideal person to talk with for those not used to talking.]
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[But Eggman was stronger than he lets on. He just. Likes bothering people, evidently.]
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Ah.. W-Where are we talking these? [ He's slow but careful with the other man's things. ]
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If you'd like, just throw them to the side. It's all garbage. Just a bunch of weights for old butterfingers over here.
[He points at Golett who's still reaching for the steel plates in Bertholdt's hands.]
You had your chance!
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He leaves his large body down, sitting on his knees painfully holding all the scraps in his arms. This way the Pokemon wouldn't have to try and bend over and try and lift himself back up.] W-would you like to help..?
[He knows he shouldn't.. that the human might be upset with him.. but Bertholdt can't.. just..--]