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Dr. Ivo Robotnik ([personal profile] iamtheeggman) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2013-05-26 10:15 pm

Robot Martial Law!

Who: You and the GLORIOUS ROBOTS OF THE EGGMAN EMPIRE!
What: Robot Martial Law!
Where: FDC!
When: May 24 - June 1
Warnings: POSSIBLE VIOLENCE

Well, it finally happened. Things went too far. A mad scientist was in charge of security in the city, and had declared martial law.

And it was... working???

The streets were quiet as curfew approached. The riots had all but stopped. Crime was on the decline. Perhaps things under. the Eggman Empire wouldn't be so bad after all...

Robots were out on patrol across the city. Would you be one of the ones to rub the militia the wrong way? Did you have a crime to report? Did you have objections to how this whole situation was being handled? Your friendly robot militia would be happy to listen.

I think.

awakeningwill: (rage against the machine)

~*Welcome to FDC*~

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-05-28 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
It didn't feel like there was a single panel of his armour that been unscorched by the intense explosion over the Earth's atmosphere. Cracks lined his whole body, discharging licks of electricity every time Zero tried to move. The diagnostics check was... less optimistic than he would've liked. And that Cyber-elf he'd been taking care of was missing. Considering that final battle, it was surprising that he survived at all. It wasn't a stretch to imagine that Croire did not.

Or maybe... he survived because she didn't. Wasn't it the sacrifice of a Cyber-elf that unsealed him in the first place...?

Maybe it was the case and maybe it wasn't. There was no helping it - he had to get up. He would not allow himself to shut down while lying in this dumpster. With his joints stiff and burnt out, he had to pour all his willpower into forcing them to function again. Zero pushed himself up and grabbed the edge of the filth-stained container to steady himself as he stood. His body felt like lead. But, at least for now, it was moving.

He half-leapt, half-toppled out of the dumpster, managing at least to land on his feet, however shakily. The shock of impact alone felt like it was dislodging his circuitry for a moment there, but once he started walking, the momentum of putting one foot in front of the other was getting less and less excruciating as he went. Just keep moving. Eventually, he had to run into someone.

Unfortunately, that someone was an Eggbot. It was several Eggbots.

It was curfew.

Zero narrowed his eyes as they began advancing on him, muttering a low, "Damn." These mechs might not have been any make that he was familiar with, but he recognized an enemy when he saw one. He didn't know why they were targeting him, but he didn't need to - it looked like his battles were far from over. Ignoring the grave extent of his injuries, he drew his buster gun and loaded the hilt of his sabre into the magazine slot. At the very least, he'd take out as many of them as possible before his body gave out.
awakeningwill: (warrior's resolve)

Re: ~*Welcome to FDC*~

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-05-29 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, that was gonna happen.

Zero's finger tensed over the trigger button. Strategically, there were times when surrender was the best way out, it was true - but it went against all his instincts to do so. He had no idea what kind of regime this 'Eggman Empire' operated under, but from this assemblage of minions, it couldn't be anything pleasant. To deliver himself willingly into their hands was just foolish. It was not an option.

They all looked like small fry, but their weapons were already trained on him - there'd be no time to charge his buster. With no other option, Zero fired a barrage of shots from his buster at the flying eggbots to take them out first.
Edited 2013-05-30 02:00 (UTC)
awakeningwill: (desperate struggle)

'Blonde woman.' Jeff you are perfection.

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-06-01 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
...Birds. Real, live birds that escaped from the destroyed bodies of robots. What.

The absurdity was almost enough to catch Zero off his guard, but he'd be riddled with holes if that was the case. He grabbed the hilt from his buster in one quick, trained motion as his body was pelted with the first few blasts, then activated the rapid spin of his Shield Boomerang to soak up the rest of the shots. There was too many of them - and that meant there wouldn't be a safe opening to switch to the offensive very easily. Enemy fire was coming at him from more than one angle as well, every part of him that wasn't behind the shield was being chipped away.

A glow began to build up inside Zero's core. He just needed to last long enough to charge up his weapon... but it only took half a moment for the barrage of gunfire to shoot out one of his already injured kneecap. With a pained grunt, the reploid fell onto one knee. Just a second longer, and...

Then Zero took his chance. With a wide swing of his arm, he sent the Shield Boomerang flying, letting it cut through the air like a glowing green buzzsaw. It circled around him, taking out not only a slew of Eggbots before him, but as many of bugs trying to flank him as well.
awakeningwill: (rage against the machine)

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-06-04 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
In his condition, there was no way Zero could fight against getting swarmed. He tried smashing as many as he could with the Z-Knuckle, but there were simply too many. With no room to maneuver and not enough power in his body to even support half of his normal combat aptitude, Zero just barely caught his weapon as it boomeranged back before he was buried in a robot dogpile.

System critical... critical...

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awakeningwill: (desperate struggle)

The latest of the latey lates

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-08-17 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Something in Zero flickered back to life - a surge from one of the many cables in his guts, or perhaps rebooted by his own systems as they detected unknown access points. Either way, his eyelids stirred and he rolled his head weakly from side to side, trying to shake off his fatigue.

Short term memories began to trickle back into the forefront of his mind. Falling to Earth. Being surrounded by robots and then swarmed... it was then Zero tried to move his limbs and found, to his alarm, that he could not.

That was when his eyes shot open. What he beheld, strapped to this unfamiliar table with his inner workings opened up, filled him with no reassurances. The reploid struggled against his bonds again, but again was unsuccessful. He didn't have much strength left as it was. More and more, this was sliding into worst case scenario territory.

Grunting as he futilely fought his restraints, Zero's expression was like that of a cornered beast - desperate, but furious. It would've been more effective if he weren't so thoroughly helpless.

Even his voice was weak as he growled, "What is this...?!"
awakeningwill: (hard stare)

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-08-17 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
That sure would've been a lot more comforting except for, say, the part where this man planned to make use of him. For what purpose, Zero couldn't imagine anything good. This man... he reminded him far too much of Dr. Weil. Their smugness, their way of speaking, he couldn't trust it at all. The robots that captured him were minions of some 'Eggman Empire' he remembered. Narrowing his eyes, the reploid spoke again, this time more controlled, but no less seething.

"Use... for the Eggman Empire. What is that? Who are you?"
awakeningwill: (alpha and omega)

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-08-18 01:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, confirmed worst possible scenario.

There wasn't a whole lot he could do to keep Eggman's hands from his helmet, restrained as he was. He grunted as he tried to resist, but it was forced off his head all the same, spilling waves of his long hair all over his face and table. From beneath those golden strands, however, Zero was glaring back with pure defiance in his eyes. There was not an inch of him willing to submit to this doctor, to his empire, to his mercies, or to being used. There was only one reason he could think of for a scientist to go searching for that access port.

He would rather die. He was prepared to, in fact.

The smooth, green triangle on his forehead began to emit a rhythmic glow, almost like that of a countdown timer. Light began to build from his exposed chest as well, universally recognizable as self destruct being initiated. With sheer resolve in his voice, Zero told Eggman, "I won't let you."

That this range, the explosion would take out this round, mustached tyrant as well. He could only hope the energy build-up in his body wouldn't take too long to critically overload - if the doctor found the port in the back of his head, hidden underneath all that hair, it was all over. Accessing it would interrupt the sequence completely.
awakeningwill: (warrior's resolve)

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-08-19 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't intend to scare you." Zero voice was unsettlingly serene for someone who was about to blow himself up (and for someone who had a pair of giant hands feeling up his head). There was no hesitation in him at all, as though this was nothing he hadn't done before. "I intend to overload my energy core and destroy myself, taking you with me."

The light was getting brighter by the second, and quickening in tempo. Everything on the monitor showed no sign of the energy build up stopping.

Wow, why did this robot have so much hair.
awakeningwill: (silence falls)

[personal profile] awakeningwill 2013-08-23 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nngh..!" click

Immediately, Zero's went limp, his limbs robbed of strength. The light faded away quickly after, all threat diminished. With his control chip being directly accessed, his body shut down as a safety measure, leaving Zero's mind trapped in an unresponsive shell. Even the defiant look on his face ebbed away, replaced by a glassy, lifeless stare.

That was it, then. He had lost - he had nothing to fight back with anymore. Fallen into the hands of the enemy, his soul was now completely vulnerable to all of Eggman's machinations.

So in the end, that was how he was going out. No better than the puppets Weil had seized to do his bidding. Power always tempted the evil at heart. Perhaps this was the eventual fate of reploids like him, ones designed for war - this must have been why he was sealed away in the first place.

Zero couldn't help but think that it would've been better if he had simply been destroyed on re-entry.

Muttering to no one but himself, he half-closed his eyes and just this once, let despair overtake him - because soon, he was sure no part of him would remain. "I... failed..."