Experimental Games

Not So Good Dreams

The more you stayed in the presence of Robotnik you realized how much smarter he was than you. The third day you were there he showed you his attack 'bots.

They were pure white and they were stored at the top of the armored bus, he even showed you a personal massive drone/jet. It was also white.

"It still needs something powerful enough to power it." He told you, laying a gloved hand on the hood of it.

"Why not one of your power cells?" You asked casually, looking over it with curious eyes.

Dr. Robotnik stood up straight, looking over the creation with pride and a mixture of disappointment, "I've already tried that, Doctor." He sighed, you found yourself wanting his old spazzy self back in that moment, "The jet won't hold the power, I must find something other, something much more powerful to power this!"

You switched your gaze from the jet to your boss, the familiar spark had returned to his eyes. You had learned to recognize whenever he had a sudden change in emotion. One moment he would be working silently, then he would turn on it and yell for Stone so they could go get coffee.

You learned he loved Lattes mixed with goat milk more than anything. His favorite song was Where Evil Grows by The Poppy Family & Terry Jack, it was played repeatedly some days.

Right now you even hummed it as Robotnik turned away from his jet and reached for a welder. Putting on his red goggles, the scientist marched out of the room. The main door unlocking and the stairs shooting out of the bottom of the bus.

You took this opportunity to run to your work area, your chair spinning you around as you sat in it. Putting on headphones, you typed rapidly on your computer. Music blasting in your ears, you started working on the newest version of JA-7209, you 3D printed a quick rotating sphere. This time it was twice the size of its original one. You tapped your foot on the ground to the beat of your favorite song, literally just vibing.

While you waited for your printer to finish, you coded a new circuit board, spinning to your other table you grabbed a solder to make electrical connections between the PCB and the electronic components. Adjusting your glasses and putting on your gloves, you went to work, dotting the PCB in careful order.

When you were done, you paused your music and got up. Stretching your arms, you groaned as your bones popped.

Exiting the bus, you took a breath of fresh air. You heard a commotion on the far side of the camp you were currently at since you were an "apprentice" again, you weren't allowed to know specific details. To your greatest pleasure, people still treated you with respect; nobody had forgotten you were famous for the college degrees and how high you ended up in the ranks of the Science Division before you were transferred into the Public Safety Division.

Smiling with satisfaction, you straightened your back and pushed back your shoulders. So what if you were an underling? You were an equal here.

Heading towards the commotion, you almost tripped on one of Dr. Robotnik's drones. Which was broken on the ground. Just then you heard your bosses voice rise over the rest.

"Would you like me to take the cold hard cash from your paycheck? Oh, because I'll do it. That drone there was a million dollars straight from the fund."

Turning the corner, you found Dr. Robotnik towering over a soldier. His face was red with anger, goggles over his eyes.

The poor soldier looked ashamed and outright terrified as the scientist roared with unrelenting fury.

You were unsure of what to do, part of you was also angry at the soldier. Parts weren't hard to come by but Dr. Robotnik built each himself, (you knew this because he had boasted earlier), and each drone took three to four days, even with his expertise in the certain drone. Another part of you felt bad, it obviously had been going on for a while due to the other soldiers, including the sergeant, were back to work and no longer paying attention.