Dr. Ivo Robotnik (
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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.
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.
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Though, that DID leave him with a dilemma. He could either try to escape and head home. OR. He could bash more bots. And possibly get arrested.
He really didn't want to do any hard time - he could break out of any prison Eggman built. He was sure of that. (At least, pretty sure.) But Prom was coming up and he didn't want to disappoint Goombella by not being able to go.
He watched the search lights start to spread out as more bots came to scan for him. He could dig his way out, though, that left a pretty noticeable trail to follow. He could run it - he could outrun any of these robots. Well... maybe. He was no Sonic, after all. (Not that you'd ever hear him admit THAT out loud.)
There was also camouflage. Knuckles was OK with this - using bits of your environment to make your way through any given area. It was a staple of wilderness survival. Using leaves to shade from the sun, sticks to build a shelter, mud to coat the skin and fur. Nothing new to him and it seemed like the most likely route for him to take at this juncture.
So, lo and behold, Robutts. Every time you're not looking at it? There is a cardboard box making it's way down the sidewalk.
Super stealth. Stealth evolved. Stealth x stealth to the power of stealth squared.
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So, of course, there had to be something to screw it all up or this thread would be incredibly boring.
A stray dog loped down the street in it's never-ending search for trash cans and fire hydrants. Though, in a pinch, a box filled with Echidna would do. It started to sniff and yap at the box.
"Shoo! G'wan! Get lost, dog!"
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It picked up the box and lifted it.
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Knuckles had dropped into a crouch as soon as he saw the Crabmeat approaching. Once he felt the box shift, he revved in place and zoomed out into the aluminum crustacean. Hopefully these things would have trouble identifying him while rolled in a ball and wearing dark clothes.
The trick was going to be getting to another shelter while still rolled up and while avoiding any attacks that his spindash couldn't deflect, then finding a way to get out of the area without being seen. No pressure.
...and oh god that dog.
Please tell me that they're not going to attack that damn dog...
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Not when there was a rolling ball of destruction that just took out one of their own.
A pair of Motobugs started to follow the source of the disturbance.
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...damn.
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"YOU ARE UNDER ARREST. DO NOT RESIST."
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Nope. It was no good. He'd come to a complete halt about halfway up the hill. He'd have to come out of his roll completely to do another spindash and that would give the little buggers time to spot who he was and...
...Oh. He was rolling back down the hill now. Directly towards at least some of the approaching robots. Well, he could at least free some more little chickens and monkeys and pigs while he figured out his next move.
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Well, that was a thing, wasn't it? The ball of echidna ended up popping the pair of Motobugs when he rolled back down.
That was anticlimactic.
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He heard the popping sounds and felt the steel and aluminum shred against his spines. Wonderful! Now, he just had to get to a shaded area where he could escape - Maybe drop down a manhole cover or something and make his way home through the underground.
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