Disclaimer. Blah blah blah, I
don't own any of the video game/cartoon characters here, I only
own my cute little fanchars like Lena. Be nice to me!
Flames are NOT welcome, and any infantile minds who waste my time with them will have their review deleted and suffer the indignity of everyone knowing what a mean spirited idiot they are.
Sorry for the delay in getting this out, I hope that you get a smile out of reading it!
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Robotnik blinked as his newest creation watched him intently. Botsy? "It is Robotnik, actually.
The yellow hedgehog robot shrugged in a fetching manner. "Robotnik, Botsy . . . same difference."
"Hm, maybe you have a few crossed wires. . . I am your master and creator, and my name is. . ."
"Botsy." The android stated firmly, scowling as Robotnik stared her over, as if he could spot the problem that way. When he moved to look inside one of her small, fragile seeming ears, the android jerked her head aside.
"Hey, Botsy. Ever heard of personal space?"
Annoyed by the android's attitude, Robotnik stepped back and proceeded to flip through blueprints, trying to find the problem that way.
The android rolled her large, deep blue eyes and brushed a lock of yellow and white streaked hair aside. She was programmed to seek attention, and she wasn't getting it now. "So, Botsy. . ." "Robotnik." Robotnik quickly corrected. The android scowled. "Whatever." She tried again. "So, Botsy. Tell me why."
Robotnik paused to look over before walking up to his creation. "Why what?" He blinked as the android leaned closer to touch hernose to his, eyes half lidded. "Why everything. Why have you built me? Why do I possess a true personality?" She took a look at herself and grimaced in disgust. "Why am I yellow,of all colors?!"
The android seemed to have another thought, and leaned into Robotnik again. "And why do I have such a powerful urge to . . . to. . ." Robotnik sweatdropped as she came in closer, eyes closing. He took a step back and straightened, watching as she kept moving forward, and fell right off of the table with a yelp!
"To flirt and be close to people, yes." Robotnik nodded, studying the figure on the floor. The android looked up at him in surprise and dismay. She quickly broke into a beautiful smile as Robotnik lifted her back onto the operating table.
Robotnik nodded when the android managed to balance without falling onto the floor again. "It's quite simple, my dear. I've created you with a single purpose in mind. You are unlike any of my other creations."
The android smiled at that, loving the way that this conversation wasgoing. "Keeping me in suspense, are you? So tell me what my main function is. What is my assignment to be?"
Robotnik performed a surprisingly agile and dramatic twirl before a spotlight came out of nowhere to illuminate him. "You exist for but one purpose! To find and attract Sonic the Hedgehog to you!" He raised both hands high for effect. ". . .and destroy him!" The worker drone shut off the spotlight as Robotnik clenched his fists.
The android applauded. "Wonderful performance!" She considered. "So my task seems to be a relatively simple one. Use my beauty, sparkling personality, and intelligence to attract Sonic to me, and lead him to his death."
"Perhaps I should have added modesty. . ." Robotnik pondered outloud.
The android shook her hair out in an attractive manner. "I can feel it. I can do this. I have the power to attract any male, don't I?"
Robotnik nodded, grinning. "Sonic's days are numbered!" He let out a loud, evil laugh that echoed through the room!
The android joined in the laughter, then blinked. "Just one problem, though. . ."
Robotnik stopped, suddenly concerned. "Oh? What could Ipossibly have forgotten? A malfunction? What is the problem?"
The android smiled in a cute but silly way. "Who is Sonic the Hedgehog and what does he look like?" She was after all, only three and a half minutes old. . .
She blinked when Robotnik facevaulted. "Was it something I said?" She watched as Robotnik picked himself up and looked at her thoughtfully.
"Hm, perhaps a little training is in order. . ."
Later, the mechanical hedgehog was watching a monitor that had been turned on for her benefit, studying videos of Sonic - mostly nice scenery with an occasional blur. The android blinked as a blue blur sped by almost too quickly for the human eye to pick up. Robotnik sweatdropped. "Perhaps I should have had the footage slowed considerably. . ."
The yellow hedgehog looked over her shoulder at her creator. "Oh no, sir. You've given me enhanced visual capabilities. My brain can process this footage fast enough to allow me to see the moving figure."
Robotnik folded his arms in satisfaction. "You truly are a work of art, Lena."
The android beamed delightedly as the screen went dark.
As it faded out, she could be heard to ask,
"Who's Lena?"
To Be Continued. . .
Flames are NOT welcome, and any infantile minds who waste my time with them will have their review deleted and suffer the indignity of everyone knowing what a mean spirited idiot they are.
Sorry for the delay in getting this out, I hope that you get a smile out of reading it!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Robotnik blinked as his newest creation watched him intently. Botsy? "It is Robotnik, actually.
The yellow hedgehog robot shrugged in a fetching manner. "Robotnik, Botsy . . . same difference."
"Hm, maybe you have a few crossed wires. . . I am your master and creator, and my name is. . ."
"Botsy." The android stated firmly, scowling as Robotnik stared her over, as if he could spot the problem that way. When he moved to look inside one of her small, fragile seeming ears, the android jerked her head aside.
"Hey, Botsy. Ever heard of personal space?"
Annoyed by the android's attitude, Robotnik stepped back and proceeded to flip through blueprints, trying to find the problem that way.
The android rolled her large, deep blue eyes and brushed a lock of yellow and white streaked hair aside. She was programmed to seek attention, and she wasn't getting it now. "So, Botsy. . ." "Robotnik." Robotnik quickly corrected. The android scowled. "Whatever." She tried again. "So, Botsy. Tell me why."
Robotnik paused to look over before walking up to his creation. "Why what?" He blinked as the android leaned closer to touch hernose to his, eyes half lidded. "Why everything. Why have you built me? Why do I possess a true personality?" She took a look at herself and grimaced in disgust. "Why am I yellow,of all colors?!"
The android seemed to have another thought, and leaned into Robotnik again. "And why do I have such a powerful urge to . . . to. . ." Robotnik sweatdropped as she came in closer, eyes closing. He took a step back and straightened, watching as she kept moving forward, and fell right off of the table with a yelp!
"To flirt and be close to people, yes." Robotnik nodded, studying the figure on the floor. The android looked up at him in surprise and dismay. She quickly broke into a beautiful smile as Robotnik lifted her back onto the operating table.
Robotnik nodded when the android managed to balance without falling onto the floor again. "It's quite simple, my dear. I've created you with a single purpose in mind. You are unlike any of my other creations."
The android smiled at that, loving the way that this conversation wasgoing. "Keeping me in suspense, are you? So tell me what my main function is. What is my assignment to be?"
Robotnik performed a surprisingly agile and dramatic twirl before a spotlight came out of nowhere to illuminate him. "You exist for but one purpose! To find and attract Sonic the Hedgehog to you!" He raised both hands high for effect. ". . .and destroy him!" The worker drone shut off the spotlight as Robotnik clenched his fists.
The android applauded. "Wonderful performance!" She considered. "So my task seems to be a relatively simple one. Use my beauty, sparkling personality, and intelligence to attract Sonic to me, and lead him to his death."
"Perhaps I should have added modesty. . ." Robotnik pondered outloud.
The android shook her hair out in an attractive manner. "I can feel it. I can do this. I have the power to attract any male, don't I?"
Robotnik nodded, grinning. "Sonic's days are numbered!" He let out a loud, evil laugh that echoed through the room!
The android joined in the laughter, then blinked. "Just one problem, though. . ."
Robotnik stopped, suddenly concerned. "Oh? What could Ipossibly have forgotten? A malfunction? What is the problem?"
The android smiled in a cute but silly way. "Who is Sonic the Hedgehog and what does he look like?" She was after all, only three and a half minutes old. . .
She blinked when Robotnik facevaulted. "Was it something I said?" She watched as Robotnik picked himself up and looked at her thoughtfully.
"Hm, perhaps a little training is in order. . ."
Later, the mechanical hedgehog was watching a monitor that had been turned on for her benefit, studying videos of Sonic - mostly nice scenery with an occasional blur. The android blinked as a blue blur sped by almost too quickly for the human eye to pick up. Robotnik sweatdropped. "Perhaps I should have had the footage slowed considerably. . ."
The yellow hedgehog looked over her shoulder at her creator. "Oh no, sir. You've given me enhanced visual capabilities. My brain can process this footage fast enough to allow me to see the moving figure."
Robotnik folded his arms in satisfaction. "You truly are a work of art, Lena."
The android beamed delightedly as the screen went dark.
As it faded out, she could be heard to ask,
"Who's Lena?"
To Be Continued. . .