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[evilgrows]

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[evilgrows]

[The week has been struck from existence!!! There is no need for anyone to acknowledge the time Dr. Ivo "that's why I don't have friends" Robotnik decided to get all buddy buddy with several people!!!]

I was intending for it to shoot whatever the hell you decide to put in there, ideally. I'll make sure to optimize it for silver.

[ikonsuit]

What is your type weak to, again? Whatever it is, optimize the staff for that as well, Ivo. [ The week is only struck from existence where it counts. So only where it concerns Slade. ]

You're a powerful man. Can't risk that power falling into the wrong hands. Consider this my contingency plan.

[evilgrows]

Doctor. Just go with Doctor.

[The headache will never end.]

I'm pretty sure I'm not immune to being shot. Besides, that's not anything you need to worry about. I'm not "falling into" anyone's "hands" in the first place.

<hawkeye>

[coffeepots]

[Clint...isn't quite sure what to do with the information Slade sent him, but it's worth a shot to see who this mystery person is, right?]

uhhh. hi.
some dude sent me your contact info

i need my hearing aids fixed because i may or may not have accidentally broken them during the fog? and, uh, they don't exactly fit in my ears anymore.

i mean, they do, when i'm human. and then at night it's a whole different thing.

anyways, can you help me?

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

Have you tried different sizes of ear horn?




Obsolete technology joke. Good to know my skills are well-known enough to be recommended by "some dude." I expect the fix to be particularly trivial, although having two different sizes might be a good idea depending on how varied your forms are. Or I could design something that can convert using the original design? Either way. Depends on how they're constructed and everything.

Anyway. The answer is yes I can.

<hawkeye>

[coffeepots]

i'd tell you his name if i knew it. goes by cellist on the network. and if you could design something that could convert, that'd probably be the most practical thing to do. don't wanna have another situation where i'm out and about and, oops, my hearing aids break again.

anyways, that's cool. where can i find you?

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

Ahhh, THAT some dude. Well, he is familiar with my work, so that's reasonable.

And you can find me here for the moment:

[He gives the address of a shitty apartment building in Bavan.]

Just don't memorize it, I intend to be moving out very soon.

<hawkeye>

[coffeepots]

cool, cool. mind if i just drop 'em off and pick 'em up later when you're done working on them?

i mean. after you, uh, see my ear situation i mean

they're dog ears

i have dog ears

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

Absolutely fine. Preferred, even.

Dog ears aren't exactly a strange concept in a place like this. Unfortunate, but not unexpected. Just have to work on making things fit.

<hawkeye>

[coffeepots]

great! cool. i'll see you in a bit, then and, uh, drop 'em off. do i owe you any payment?

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

I'll calculate the payment once I see exactly what I'm working with. An easier fix would, of course, be cheaper. Specialty materials might run you a lot more.

You can decide what you'd like to do from there.

<hawkeye>

[coffeepots]

[It's about now that Clint realizes that, unlike back at home, he doesn't have friends who are billionaires that he can just mooch off, nor does he have his own money he can fall back on.]



do you take credit

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

Credit doesn't pay for my exciting new lab.

<hawkeye>

[coffeepots]

good point. i'll...see what i can scrape together.

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

If it ends up being particularly expensive I might consider a payment plan, but I doubt it will.

<cellist>

[ikonsuit]

Dr. Robotnik.

[ Not using his first name, so you know it's important. ]

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

That's me. I take it you're not just trying to remind me who I am.

<cellist>

[ikonsuit]

No.

I have a proposition.

First, I'd like to know if your stance on the gods has changed at all.

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

That our Luddite captor is really cramping my style and that utilizing the abilities of a powerful being based on technology is our best chance out of here? No change.

Hit me.

<cellist>

[ikonsuit]

[ Harley has her plans about getting them out of here (and Slade's sworn to secrecy on that front), but that doesn't mean he can't cook up anti-Fog plans of his own. After all, he has his orders. ]

Trusting that you aren't a Foggy in cheap disguise, I'm glad we're on the same page.

I need work done. I have a space. I have labs, tech centers, 4D printers, bionic shrinking rays. Consider it your playground if you agree.

Not going to be an easy gig.

How versed are you in artificial intelligence?

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

You what.

[He WHAT?? He just stares at the screen for a moment. Definitely not what he was expecting, not that he was expecting anything.]

Let's skip the part where I berate you for even floating the possibility that I feel anything but deep loathing for the fog. You mean to tell me I've been cobbling tech together out of GARBAGE when I could have had access to something more FUNCTIONAL??? Several somethings? In THIS hellhole????

[Give him a second to seethe.

Okay, composed.]

Where I come from, my work is considered revolutionary. I know more about artificial intelligence than anyone.

Versed enough for you?

<cellist>

[ikonsuit]

We're barely on a name basis, let alone a first name one. You think I'm handing over the keys to my lab to a guy I've got next to zero information on?

Besides the point.

What I need is a device capable of holding another man's consciousness. Or at least a copy of it. Ideally, we'd have an interactive program that holds the thoughts and knowledge of the real thing. A downloaded mind, if you will.

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

You don't need any more information than "can accomplish a hell of a lot more with better equipment." I'm one of those secret government types.

[Just ignore the fact that there's no one to mark his work as classified here.]

Something like that's been a side project of mine for some time, actually. I was on the verge of a couple of breakthroughs before... well.

[Before his great new power source kicked his ass into a mushroom hell and he got intercepted by a completely different nightmare.]

Given the right equipment, I should be able to put my concepts into action. Who are you preserving?

<cellist>

[ikonsuit]

You strike me as more of the forthcoming, social butterfly type.

Good to know you're only as good as your tools, though. Right now, with my machines, you'd be hard up to use them. Fog's leeched the life out of most of the equipment. Figure I'd have to haggle with the one calling herself Mana to get life into anything more high-tech than a microscope. In the meantime, I've been doing what I can to jump-start the quadrupole mass analyzers.

[ He said he had tech. He didn't say he had working tech. ]

What's it to you?

<DoctorRobotnik>

[evilgrows]

UGH, I should have known it was too good to be true. But you've seen what I can do with what amounts to a handful of paperclips and pocket lint. I work with machines! Vacuum tubes can only get me so far. What you're asking for requires a few more steps towards the Singularity than they're willing to take around here.

[He'd have better luck getting his mobile lab from home. Maybe he can rig it up to drive/fly it out of here.]

Well, gee. MAYBE if you want me to digitally access someone's consciousness it'd make sense for me to know who it is.