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dklasj no worries!!!
Maybe some of the influence of the nonsense outside is seeping in, or maybe he's just that bored, but Sonic is singing some song quietly with a bit of... autotune??? It sounds like a Portugal the Man song. Of course he'd be into Portugal the Man. ]
Oooooh la, la, la, let's live in the mooooo-meeent.... Huh? Oh. Uh. Nope. Not tired. [he does hop off the treadmill and turn it off, though] I mean, I'm bored. But I DID write a whole telenovela script about anthropomorphic airplanes in my head!! Gotta make sure to write that down. [Spoiler alert, he won't remember to]
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[Time to make a note of the autotune function at play here, though. He scribbles a few things down with one hand while he continues working on the machine with the others.]
You certainly appear to be functioning normally. No concerning energy spikes, no change in personality, pace is even despite frivolous distraction. So far so good. I'm hoping that little outburst of yours was just an anomaly.
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[Well that's a dealbreaker. He hums thoughtfully, then starts stretching, easily able to put his hands flat on the ground in front of him]
I hope so too!! I don't like not being in control. That's.... scary... [He stands back up, doing some shoulder stretches now] So... what next?
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[Stupid things, he's sure.]
If you do cause trouble, then you're stuck here for a while, so if I were you I'd be on my best behavior.
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You don't have to worry about ME, Doc. I'm not gonna break anything, I promise! But I can't promise anything for when I'm unconscious. [and that thought sort of scares him] .... not sure I wanna risk it by sleeping, but.... Not sleeping also bad!!!
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[He closes up a panel on the side of the machine he's been working on and it turns on. Good, that's one more thing that's back to functional.]
This isn't a sleep deprivation experiment.
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.... Ok. I'm not ready to sleep yet, though. [so instead, he goes to the bag that he brought with him and grabs his laptop, then plops down on the floor with it]
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Let me know when you are. I'd love to see how that function works.
[That is, of course, the most important thing here.]
In the meantime, I still have to clean up your mess.
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[he rubs his neck and head sheepishly]
I'd ask if you want me to help you clean up, but you'll probably say something like-- [he mimics Robotnik's voice in a dumb kid way] "NO THATS DELICATE DON'T TOUCH IT YOU'LL BREAK IT". Am I right?
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[He's imagining the worst Rube Goldberg device of things falling on more things... ugh.]
You can help by not making things worse. Can you manage that?
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I think I can manage that!!
[by sitting here and not touching anything!!]
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Still, it's the best he has to rely on, so...]
Maybe if you can prove you can cooperate, I'll let you watch. You probably do need to learn this kind of thing in order to do self-maintenance.