The Robotnic Complex
Chapter 3
Location: Knothole Village Medical Lab Date: March 5, 4580
"Like I said before, my name is Brian Floyd. In the year 2058, I left the planet Earth
in my spaceship that I built for one purpose, to carry me and supplies to a habital
planet where I could live out the rest of my life. When I was 10, it was predicted
by Earth scientists that the entire planets ecosystem would collaspe by the year 2079. All of
the Space programs had been cut in the year 2000, so the majority of Humans,
my race, were doomed. I, however, refused to accept destiny. I was a orphan
who lived my own life, so just sitting down and giving up was not in my blood."
Brian paused to take a breath and survey the group. He had their complete attention.
"I had unbelivible gifts when it came to Machinery and Technology, so I built
the Blade Runner out of scrap Titanium, stolen Computers, Old Compressors, and
a Defunct Hydrogen Reactor for a Ion Engine. It was completed on Setptember 17,2057
and launched on October 1, 2058. I then slept in a bath of Liquid Nitrogen for..."
Brian tried to remember the date the computer told him. "...2,522 years." He paused and
was about to go on when he was interupted by Rotor. "Hold on a minute. You said
that you went to sleep in the ye...-Earth year 2058 and woke up 2,522 years later?
That corrosponds with our calander exactly." A look of surprise passed over Brian's
face. "That's weird. I'll have to check that out later... as long ats the flight recorder survived!
And the safe! Damn! Where are my clothes! I got to go!" They were all surprised by
his sudden outburst. Sally stepped forward again. "Brian, may I ask what is the problem?"
"I'm sorry, it's just...If I don't get back to my ship-what's left of my ship, I won't be able to
get my flight data or my supplys! I have a system where if there not accessed for 96 hours,
they auto-destruct. Please, I got to go!" Bunnie tossed him his blue cargo jeans
and his bright red shirt. They all turned so he could dress in private. Sally still wanted
to ask him some questions, so she started talking while he dressed. "Why would you have,
or need something like that?" Brian looked up from his pants to make sure they
were still turned, and answered. "Non-Interference. If I were to crash and die on
a planet with a growing culture, the objects they found from my crash site could alter their
future drastically. I didn't want that to happen." All the Freedom Fighters in the room
were impressed and shocked that he seemed to have thought of everything. He seemed
to not want to alter or destroy anything. He actully-for a terran-seemed nice.
"Don't you WANT to change things and destroy planets. I thought that was what all
terrans were like." Tails blurted out before anyone could stop him. Brian went stiff
at this notion. He finished buttoning his pants and went toward the young fox.
He gave Tails a dark look. "My planet AND my race was destroyed by people who destroyed
life and didn't give it a second thought. Now the HUMAN race is extinct and I am
the only survivor. I have learned from my peoples mistakes, what about you? You
build factories that, to this very moment, pollute and destroy life on this planet.
Have you learned? I certanly hope so." With that he turned and walked out of the hut.
No one said anything for a few moments. Finally Sally spoke. "Wow..." She thought a few
moments and turned to speak to Sonic. "You better go with him to make sure he dosn't
get in trouble." At the moment she finished his sentance, Sonic was gone and a puff
of white smoke was all that told that he was there.
Location: Outside of Knothole Date: March 5, 4580
Sonic speed up to Brian. Brian ignored him and kept walking. "Just what the
hell is your problem anyhow? You come in here and start ordering us around like a dicta-"
Sonic was suddenly pinned to the ground. Brian had done what countless others
had failed at on his first try. He had pinned the hedgehog. Brian's eyes glowed with a
hellfire that seemed to come from within. "Listen to me Sonic, I really
appreatiate what you are doing for me, but if you ever even THINK of calling
me a Dictator again, I will kill you. There are certain parts of my story that you havn't heard yet,
once you hear...you will understand...what the hell?!" Brian jumped up from Sonic. He looked on in horror.
'Oh god...I lost control. I need my WristCom!' Brian thought and offered a hand up to Sonic nimbly. Slowly, Sonic
took his hand and stood up. Sonic thought about his eyes. "That," Sonic offered
"Wasn't really you...was it?" Brian sighed and surpressed a laugh. "No it was not." Brian's
smile turned downward. "I believe I should tell you about my...condition. And how I can use raw energy as
a weapon." Brian set down on the ground and offered Sonic a seat. Sonic took one next to Brian. "We still have time."
Said Brian. "Now... where to begin...?"
Location: Robotropolis-Throne Room Date: March 5, 4580
Dr. Robotnic sat at the main console in the center of the polluted majesty of the work,
Robotropolis. He was looking at the orbital data that his computers have gathered from
the last 24 hours. He, of coarse, seen the G.S. Blade Runner enter the Mobian
atmosphere. And he knew that any sensible pilot would choose Knothole over the polluted robotic
paradise. He knew that if he could find the landing site, he could find Knothole. Finally,
after all these years of waiting, he would find the dreaded village. And with
the technology from the crash site...he and the planet Mobius were on the verge of
a paradigm shift. If he played this right, he would have a partner in crime, the location of
knothole village, and, possiblie technology beyond his wildest dreams. There would
be setbacks, but he could do it. He thought of all the hopeless citizens of this planet
and their crys of despair when he tortured and robotizied them. He smiled.
Location: Outside of Knothole Date: March 5, 4580
"On Earth, my home planet, computers became a way of life. Everybody knew that whoever
controled the internet, the data flow network, controled the world. To protect the internet, two factions
were set up. My faction, United Hackers Force, was made up of Ex-Hackers that wanted to make
a difference in the world. They wanted to make the world a better place for people. The
other faction, the Prep Acadamy, did the same thing. But they had little actual skill
to do the job right. They were slippery than hell though. In the real world, that is.
The United Earth Confederacy had to choose one group to be the official internet Guardians.
Naturally, we were chosen for our skill. The Preps got mad. Real mad. They hired
a labratory to Bio-Engineer a cyborg that could connect to a computer system. It was all powerful
on the internet. Nothing we had could stop it. So I went in to our computer archives
and pulled out all the viruses that had nearly been imposisable to beat. I merged them and created
monster. Then I downloaded it into my brain.
"I went onto the internet and fought the creation-that's what we called the cyborg.
Using the virus, I destroyed the creation in the internet form, but we never found
the physical form. Anyway, the Prep Acadamy was forced to disband after paying 1.2
billion dollars in damage to 8 individual companys. When we were sure that it was all
over, the doctors tried to remove the viral progran from my brain, but found it
impossisable. The program melded with my personality. So they left it. But gave me a
tool called a WristCom. It surpresses the Viral program. But, in a emergency, I can use
the WristCom to channel burst of energy in a pattern. The pattent is changed by what tones
I tell the tool to play. So, to sum it up, I can use music as a weapon, and I have almost
omnipotent powers. The problem is that as long as i'm not wearing the tool, the Virus can take
over my personality for a short period of time." Brian sighed as he finished his
tale. "Brian, if you would have known that you were going to be forced to live with this
the rest of your life," Sonic asked. "Would you still have done it?" Brian looked up
and answered. "Yes. I saved countless people that day. Living the rest of my life with
a burden is a small price to pay to be able to say that. Don't you think?" Sonic gave Brian a real
smile this time. "Yeah, and I think I am finally able to understand you a little better." Brian laughed.
"Let's get to the crash, I don't want to be out after dark." Standing up, they proceeded to the
crash site.
Chapter 3
Location: Knothole Village Medical Lab Date: March 5, 4580
"Like I said before, my name is Brian Floyd. In the year 2058, I left the planet Earth
in my spaceship that I built for one purpose, to carry me and supplies to a habital
planet where I could live out the rest of my life. When I was 10, it was predicted
by Earth scientists that the entire planets ecosystem would collaspe by the year 2079. All of
the Space programs had been cut in the year 2000, so the majority of Humans,
my race, were doomed. I, however, refused to accept destiny. I was a orphan
who lived my own life, so just sitting down and giving up was not in my blood."
Brian paused to take a breath and survey the group. He had their complete attention.
"I had unbelivible gifts when it came to Machinery and Technology, so I built
the Blade Runner out of scrap Titanium, stolen Computers, Old Compressors, and
a Defunct Hydrogen Reactor for a Ion Engine. It was completed on Setptember 17,2057
and launched on October 1, 2058. I then slept in a bath of Liquid Nitrogen for..."
Brian tried to remember the date the computer told him. "...2,522 years." He paused and
was about to go on when he was interupted by Rotor. "Hold on a minute. You said
that you went to sleep in the ye...-Earth year 2058 and woke up 2,522 years later?
That corrosponds with our calander exactly." A look of surprise passed over Brian's
face. "That's weird. I'll have to check that out later... as long ats the flight recorder survived!
And the safe! Damn! Where are my clothes! I got to go!" They were all surprised by
his sudden outburst. Sally stepped forward again. "Brian, may I ask what is the problem?"
"I'm sorry, it's just...If I don't get back to my ship-what's left of my ship, I won't be able to
get my flight data or my supplys! I have a system where if there not accessed for 96 hours,
they auto-destruct. Please, I got to go!" Bunnie tossed him his blue cargo jeans
and his bright red shirt. They all turned so he could dress in private. Sally still wanted
to ask him some questions, so she started talking while he dressed. "Why would you have,
or need something like that?" Brian looked up from his pants to make sure they
were still turned, and answered. "Non-Interference. If I were to crash and die on
a planet with a growing culture, the objects they found from my crash site could alter their
future drastically. I didn't want that to happen." All the Freedom Fighters in the room
were impressed and shocked that he seemed to have thought of everything. He seemed
to not want to alter or destroy anything. He actully-for a terran-seemed nice.
"Don't you WANT to change things and destroy planets. I thought that was what all
terrans were like." Tails blurted out before anyone could stop him. Brian went stiff
at this notion. He finished buttoning his pants and went toward the young fox.
He gave Tails a dark look. "My planet AND my race was destroyed by people who destroyed
life and didn't give it a second thought. Now the HUMAN race is extinct and I am
the only survivor. I have learned from my peoples mistakes, what about you? You
build factories that, to this very moment, pollute and destroy life on this planet.
Have you learned? I certanly hope so." With that he turned and walked out of the hut.
No one said anything for a few moments. Finally Sally spoke. "Wow..." She thought a few
moments and turned to speak to Sonic. "You better go with him to make sure he dosn't
get in trouble." At the moment she finished his sentance, Sonic was gone and a puff
of white smoke was all that told that he was there.
Location: Outside of Knothole Date: March 5, 4580
Sonic speed up to Brian. Brian ignored him and kept walking. "Just what the
hell is your problem anyhow? You come in here and start ordering us around like a dicta-"
Sonic was suddenly pinned to the ground. Brian had done what countless others
had failed at on his first try. He had pinned the hedgehog. Brian's eyes glowed with a
hellfire that seemed to come from within. "Listen to me Sonic, I really
appreatiate what you are doing for me, but if you ever even THINK of calling
me a Dictator again, I will kill you. There are certain parts of my story that you havn't heard yet,
once you hear...you will understand...what the hell?!" Brian jumped up from Sonic. He looked on in horror.
'Oh god...I lost control. I need my WristCom!' Brian thought and offered a hand up to Sonic nimbly. Slowly, Sonic
took his hand and stood up. Sonic thought about his eyes. "That," Sonic offered
"Wasn't really you...was it?" Brian sighed and surpressed a laugh. "No it was not." Brian's
smile turned downward. "I believe I should tell you about my...condition. And how I can use raw energy as
a weapon." Brian set down on the ground and offered Sonic a seat. Sonic took one next to Brian. "We still have time."
Said Brian. "Now... where to begin...?"
Location: Robotropolis-Throne Room Date: March 5, 4580
Dr. Robotnic sat at the main console in the center of the polluted majesty of the work,
Robotropolis. He was looking at the orbital data that his computers have gathered from
the last 24 hours. He, of coarse, seen the G.S. Blade Runner enter the Mobian
atmosphere. And he knew that any sensible pilot would choose Knothole over the polluted robotic
paradise. He knew that if he could find the landing site, he could find Knothole. Finally,
after all these years of waiting, he would find the dreaded village. And with
the technology from the crash site...he and the planet Mobius were on the verge of
a paradigm shift. If he played this right, he would have a partner in crime, the location of
knothole village, and, possiblie technology beyond his wildest dreams. There would
be setbacks, but he could do it. He thought of all the hopeless citizens of this planet
and their crys of despair when he tortured and robotizied them. He smiled.
Location: Outside of Knothole Date: March 5, 4580
"On Earth, my home planet, computers became a way of life. Everybody knew that whoever
controled the internet, the data flow network, controled the world. To protect the internet, two factions
were set up. My faction, United Hackers Force, was made up of Ex-Hackers that wanted to make
a difference in the world. They wanted to make the world a better place for people. The
other faction, the Prep Acadamy, did the same thing. But they had little actual skill
to do the job right. They were slippery than hell though. In the real world, that is.
The United Earth Confederacy had to choose one group to be the official internet Guardians.
Naturally, we were chosen for our skill. The Preps got mad. Real mad. They hired
a labratory to Bio-Engineer a cyborg that could connect to a computer system. It was all powerful
on the internet. Nothing we had could stop it. So I went in to our computer archives
and pulled out all the viruses that had nearly been imposisable to beat. I merged them and created
monster. Then I downloaded it into my brain.
"I went onto the internet and fought the creation-that's what we called the cyborg.
Using the virus, I destroyed the creation in the internet form, but we never found
the physical form. Anyway, the Prep Acadamy was forced to disband after paying 1.2
billion dollars in damage to 8 individual companys. When we were sure that it was all
over, the doctors tried to remove the viral progran from my brain, but found it
impossisable. The program melded with my personality. So they left it. But gave me a
tool called a WristCom. It surpresses the Viral program. But, in a emergency, I can use
the WristCom to channel burst of energy in a pattern. The pattent is changed by what tones
I tell the tool to play. So, to sum it up, I can use music as a weapon, and I have almost
omnipotent powers. The problem is that as long as i'm not wearing the tool, the Virus can take
over my personality for a short period of time." Brian sighed as he finished his
tale. "Brian, if you would have known that you were going to be forced to live with this
the rest of your life," Sonic asked. "Would you still have done it?" Brian looked up
and answered. "Yes. I saved countless people that day. Living the rest of my life with
a burden is a small price to pay to be able to say that. Don't you think?" Sonic gave Brian a real
smile this time. "Yeah, and I think I am finally able to understand you a little better." Brian laughed.
"Let's get to the crash, I don't want to be out after dark." Standing up, they proceeded to the
crash site.