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Meat Sonic doesn't eat metal. He eats meat. Thus, Metal Sonic should eat metal. Simple!
Scrambled Eggs. A Sonic X Sega All Star Villains CK2 Quest
- Thread starter Kingster
- Start date
- Crossover
But he is the real sonic
They aren't a robot
What are you talking about
- Location
- Three feet to the left
- Pronouns
- He/They
How dare you say Metal isn't the real Sonic.
No I'm saying metal is the real sonic
He's not a robot
I don't know what your thinking
Lol
Fractured Empire 3: Night of the Black Sun
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Fractured Empire 3: Night of the Black Sun
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Night of the Black Sun
Everything was going so well.
The resistance was expected but accounted for, they didn't have a way for the rank and file to deal with the machines yet, but their armored accompaniment was more than enough to hold the line.
Which is where Selvaria came in.
She announced herself to the battle field with a beam of light sweeping the enemy away. "SOLDIERS OF THE EMPIRE!" She cried raising her lance to the sky. "THE ENEMIES OF OUR MAJESTY AND OUR EMPIRE LIE IN FRONT OF YOU! BRING THEM DOWN!"
A great cry arose and the troops rallied. Armor piercing rounds craving apart the robots standing in there way.
Selvaria smiled in silent pride at her troops before beginning to move forward-
The Sun lost it's light and turned traitor.
A Black sun cast shadows over the land, as pools of darkness opened under the army. Whole platoons disappered into the void screaming as they were dragged in whatever hell lay beyond. Not even the tanks were safe from the horror as dark tendrils wrapped themselves around their fragile metal frames before being wrenched apart.
Selvaria did her best, blasting away at the void and trying to pull who she could away from the void. Unfortunately this left her vulnerable.
A blur of black, blue, and purple came from nowhere and drove it's hand into Selvaria's neck. The Valkur screamed as shadows erupted from her form both binding her and stabbing into her.
A malevolent yellow eye chuckled at her struggles, watching with glee as her bonds tightened and darkness tried to force it's way into her soul. "An imitator angel has no place here." The monster whispered into her ear as his unholy conjurations tried to pry her face open. "Though I suppose you haven't been one for a while have you, not under that little monster pretending to be a man." He laughed as Selvaria screamed, a sudden burst of power seeming more like he let her go than the general actually getting away. He crackled as she fled in a half-consious panic. "RUN LITTLE ANGEL! YOU'LL BE JOINING YOUR MEN SOON ENOUGH!"
It threw it's head back and laughed under the black sun as the Empire's loyal soldiers were drawn into the depths.
…
Result
Complete loss of all Empire troops.
Selvaria is more than wounded, but less than dead.
Zor is… something more than he was.
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AN: Still going to make a negaverse for the Zeti but this seemed an apporitate event as well.
@Kingster @Boohoo the 3rd
Edit: Claiming 'A mile in another's shoes.'
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Hold up
Since captain metal is here
Where's blaze?
She's a really powerful fighter
Since captain metal is here
Where's blaze?
She's a really powerful fighter
Underdog Emiya
God-Emperor of Underkind
- Location
- Brazil
- Pronouns
- He
That's...a very good question.
Hopefully very away from here though. If I remember right, having the Sol Emeralds and the Chaos Emeralds in the same dimensional plane is not good for the world.
The worlds fucked already I think they can't do much more damage
Underdog Emiya
God-Emperor of Underkind
- Location
- Brazil
- Pronouns
- He
I mean, do you remember Rush? Those things could rip the whole dimension apart if we're not careful.
Speaking off, there's a bunch of figures who could tear the dimension apart if they wanted. Heck, if we ever try to make the Egg Wizard again, we could do it.
OMEGA(MA) IS EVERYWHERE
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OMEGA(MA) IS EVERYWHERE
-[X] Upgrade Upgrade Metal Sonic DC: 40/60/80/100/120/140/160/180/200 (Thunderbolt)
Result: 1d100 (59) + 18(Eggman) + 20(Egg tronics) + 14(Thunderbolt) + 10(Electric love) + 2(Loyalty)
Total: 123
Despite her eccentricities, Eggman had to admit that Thunderbolt the Chinchilla was a benefit to his work towards world domination. Just getting rid of Zomon alone was beneficial, holding him for one week had nearly emptied the larder. Discounting how she was actually an effective assistant and an expert in her field.
While, of course, Eggman took the lead on upgrading Metal by designing hardware, updating software, and integrating modules, Thunderbolt's own contributions only let him push his genius further. The electrician made the energy allocation more efficient, which allowed Eggman to install and integrate more than he had hoped would be possible in the time that they had.
"Oh yes, with these upgrades, Metal will be unstoppable! Ohohohohoho!" Eggman laughed, before examining the various devices and tools he and Thunderbolt had laid on tables surrounding Metal Sonic in his lab. "Hmph, blast it, where is that damn welding torch?"
"Oh! Oh! I left it by the door, let me get it for you Doctor!" Thunderbolt raced over to where the tool laid and picked it up, before squealing in glee as Eggman rolled his eyes. He didn't need to be a 300 IQ genius to know what she would say next. If he hadn't picked up on the pattern by the second time, the eighth would have sufficed. "This is just the best! Working with Doctor Eggman, THE Doctor Egg-"
Against the established pattern, that's when the door exploded. It was reinforced, so the door itself was still intact. The wall around it was not.
The door was sent flying across Eggman's lab, taking the diminutive chinchilla with it. Miraculously, none of the work tables the two had established were disturbed by its passing as it slammed into the opposite wall. A large black and red frame loomed through the aperture, glowing eyes piercing through the dust and smoke.
"Wha- OMEGA!? What are you doing here!?" Eggman demanded, reaching behind him to reactivate Metal.
"I AM HERE TO ANNIHILATE METAL SONIC, EVEN AFTER HIS UPGRADES. I WILL BLAST HIM INTO SCRAP AND DEMONSTRATE THAT I AM THE ULTIMATE ROBOT."
"Well, you're a little early," Eggman scoffed. "Metal's not done."
"I WILL WAIT. MY VICTORY IS INEVITABLE, THUS TIME IS NO ISSUE. I CAN INSTEAD SIMULATE KILLING YOU."
"Well, I'm afraid this is going to take a while, seeing as you just killed my last lab assistant, you moron. Wait, what are you doing?" Eggman asked as Omega stepped away from the door and began shuffling sideways into the lab with the scraping sound of metal on metal.
"IF IT WILL HASTEN METAL'S DESTRUCTION, I WILL ASSIST. WHAT DO YOU REQUIRE?"
"... A welding torch," Eggman sighed.
Omega bent down and picked up the one the chinchilla had dropped. "WILL THIS SUFFICE?"
As he took the tool from his rogue creation, he looked over at where Thunderbolt's corpse undoubtedly laid crushed under the door, expecting to see a puddle of blood.
"I got hit by a rocket from one of Doctor Eggman's robots! Best day evaaaaaar!"
Eh, she'd be fine.
-[X] Reach Out to the Restoration: DC 120 (Belle)
Roll: 1d100 (79) + 7(Eggman) + 25(Belle) + 10(Power of Friendship) + 2(Loyalty)
Total: 123
Roll: 1d100 (100) + 7(Eggman) + 25(Belle) + 10(Power of Friendship) + 2(Loyalty)
Nat 100 reroll: 1d100(23)
Total: 167
Negotiations were not going well. She had been left to wait in a meeting room, after a thorough examination to make sure she had no weapons, listening devices or technology of any kind on her. It was a good thing she'd convinced Doctor Eggman to let her go without anything other than her S.T.E.E.P.L.E., which they had overlooked due to its design. And then she actually met the leader of the Restoration.
Jewel was… high strung. Which Belle could relate to! So she tried to commiserate. Jewel was receptive at first, reciprocating, but then she started talking about the stresses of being a part of the Restoration during the war. And from there, she moved onto the stresses from Eggman in general. And not just from during the war either, no, Jewel had a laundry list from years of Eggman's attempts at world domination.
As Jewel unloaded on her, getting more and more heated with every diatribe, Belle reflected that it was a bad time to be one of his creations. As she sunk into the seat, she desperately wished for something, anything, to interrupt the verbal assault detailing Doctor Eggman's past schemes and deceptions.
Then the door exploded.
Both Belle and Jewel shrieked and took cover, hiding behind the same table. Once she caught her breath, Jewel hissed at her, "I should have known this was just another trick, a way to get us to drop our guard. Any second now, one of Eggman's war machines is going to walk through there and tell us that resistance is fut-."
Omega walked through what used to hold a door, "EGGMAN ROBOT DETECTED. PREPARE FOR TERMINATION, RESISTANCE IS FUTILE." Jewel and Belle looked at one another, each with a nervous half-smile and they both gave a hysterical giggle.
After a rapid, silent conversation Jewel was the one to poke her head over the table, "Omega, part of the Restoration's purpose is to oppose Eggman and his empire, we don't need you to-" Jewel let loose another shriek before Belle tackled her out of the way of a missile, which exploded just overhead.
"Jewel? Jewel!? Can you move?" Belle hissed but the beetle just whimpered, part of her side burned and littered with shrapnel.
"THERE IS NO NEGOTIATION WITH EGGMAN. ANY ATTEMPT IS UNACCEPTABLE." Omega stomped forward, both his hands ready to unload a barrage of shells at the two.
Belle hopped over what was left of the table with her S.T.E.E.P.L.E. active, making sure to stay between him and Jewel so the injured insect would be less likely to take any more damage. "WAIT! I'll leave, I'll leave, you, uh, stopped Eggman's plan, curses foiled again, go Omega. Just please stop shooting at us!"
Another wave of bullets was her answer, but the S.T.E.E.P.L.E. did its work admirably. "I WILL PROVE MY SUPERIORITY OVER ALL EGGMAN MACHINES!"
"I'm not even an Eggman machine! He wasn't the one to build me technically, I'm not even made of metal!" Belle protested, trying to push forward to get more distance between her and Jewel.
"YOU ARE A ROBOT SERVING EGGMAN, EGGMAN ROBOT."
"Well, I'm uh, supposed to be a negotiator. Maybewecantalkaboutthis!? Youcanbeatmethere!?" Belle squeaked out between volleys.
Omega actually paused for a moment and Belle took the opportunity to reposition away from the downed Restoration leader. The Tinker felt a moment of hope as he seemed to be considering her suggestion. Then Omega changed weapons to a flamethrower and the wooden puppet gulped. "ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS."
"Oh sawdust," Belle managed to get out before Omega began chasing her around the room, setting it alight. Blinded by the streams of fire, the wailing girl tripped and was stomped on by the massive robot as he charged past, shattering the S.T.E.E.P.L.E.'s barrier.
As she pushed herself up to see Omega turning for a second pass, Belle's short life passed before her eyes, focusing on the last few months. Months of insanity! Losing her father, only to find an evil version of him in his place. Working with the platypus who kidnapped Mr. Tinker and turned him back into Doctor Eggman. Tracking down and negotiating with incredibly dangerous people. Watching the fight between Eggman's forces and the Deadly Six. All the EVERYTHING that happened in Tokyo-To. AND NOW THIS!?
Belle snapped. Screaming, she ran at Omega, dodging from side to side to evade his arsenal. Bullets, rockets, fire, whatever the projectile it didn't matter, none of them touched her. She leapt to the wall and pushed off to get enough height to reach his head in a flying kick, with form that even Conquering Storm would raise an eyebrow at. With full force, her foot slammed into Omega's head.
And bounced off. Omega spiked her into the floor and she lay there in a crumpled groaning heap.
When he approached to finish her off, another wooden projectile bounced off his head. Omega turned to look at the source of the interference, seeing Metal Sonic retrieving his thrown maraca.
"ARE YOU AFTER REVENGE AFTER I INTERFERED IN YOUR UPGRADES?" Omega inquired.
One maraca rattled. *No.*
"ARE YOU HERE TO CHALLENGE ME FOR THE POSITION OF STRONGEST EGGMAN ROBOT?"
First one then both. *Maybe.*
"ARE YOU MAD ABOUT THE PUPPET?"
Both maracas shook. *YES.*
Metal spun both instruments by his hips like a movie gunslinger before stowing them away. The two charged and began to brawl amidst the flames. Belle went ignored by the rogue Badnik as she and Jewel supported one another out of the building, or what remained of it, then collapsed side by side.
"Omega would never go along with one of Eggman's schemes," Jewel wheezed. "I still can't trust him, but… I think we can give a ceasefire a try."
"Yayyyyyyy," Belle slurred before she passed out as the mechanical mayhem ensued around them.
-[X] Create Experimental Black Arms Containment Chamber DC??? (Collab with GUN) - Sage
Result: 1d100 (6) + 40(Eggman) + 40(Sage) + 8(Loyalty) + 29(???)
Total: 123
While GUN's lead scientist continued to assist through the same secure connection, the team that they sent on-site was nothing if not highly efficient. Within the space of an hour, they had set up a full workstation in the room assigned to the project. There was a tube meant to contain a Black Arms and several scanners meant to analyze its connection with Black Doom. They would get far more information with a live specimen.
GUN's request for a room with access to a secondary location was odd. It was simple enough to acquiesce, however, so it was done without comment.
As they were installing the machines that would be used for the initial trials, the door exploded. "Oh, here we go," the on-site leader groaned. "Sage, could you keep him busy for a minute or two? We just need move everything to the next room."
Sage agreed, but was puzzled. Normally did not non-combatants panic in the face of a clear and present danger? Even trained responders would typically show apprehension or fear, even if they were able to control the reaction. Sage internally raised the threat rating for GUN's personnel. If even backline members were able to respond so calmly to such an event, it would be more difficult to break their wills when their alliance ended.
Sage floated forward and was met with the visage of E-123 Omega. He responded with the payload of the two gatling guns that replaced his hands. Naturally, the bullets passed through her form without incident. "E-Series, unit 123, designation Omega, I am not a robot for you to compete with and my consciousness is not stored in this location. You are unable to harm me."
It did not appear that Omega was able to hear her over the sound of gunfire. Unfortunate.
Sage left her projection to continue taking up Omega's attention and manifested another in the GUN scientists' new location. Sage noted that everyone present was wearing thick headsets, with a local wireless connection.
"THANKS FOR THAT," the lead scientist shouted over the noise as they directed the reconstruction of the laboratory. "HERE, IF YOU WANT TO PATCH INTO THE LOCAL NETWORK, WE CAN TALK. PASSWORD'S TEMPER TANTRUM, NO CAPS."
Sage took the invitation. "Were you expecting Omega's attack?"
They shrugged, "Not really, but we got used to it back in GUN. We brought these along out of habit, plus another pair in case Eggman showed up. They won't really do anything for you, unfortunately. … Hey, do you know how many bullets he's used so far?"
Sage checked on her initial projection, which had stayed in place, unbothered by Omega's assault. "By the time I finish this statement, he will have fired 81,674 projectiles."
They nodded, "Almost out then. He normally does missiles next and gives up after. Well, we should be good in here. Ready to get back to it?"
(Later)
When the day's work concluded and they left, Sage found an abandoned tablet lying in a corner. When she examined it, there was a digital counter with the label 'Days since last Omega interruption.' She reset it to zero.
-[X] Rusty- Observe the Local Wildlife
Result: 1d100 (23)
Rusty Rose was not on active duty. She did not have any missions to complete, nor were there any tasks that would benefit from her assistance. So, for lack of anything better to do, instead she just… sat in one of the parks Isara had included when she had designed Egg City.
Rusty didn't know why, but she enjoyed being surrounded by greenery and it was nice when the birds approached her, seeing them fed, and hearing their song. They seemed attracted to her presence as she was surrounded by them when she heard a stomping noise. Rusty turned to see Omega approaching with signs of clear aggression.
Rusty ignored what he had to say in favor of a far more significant issue. "The birds flew away," Rusty murmured.
"OH? Y-" Two metal hands launched at Omega, one after the other. First a fist nailed him in the hip, knocking him off balance. Then an open palm slammed into his head and latched on, before retracting. Destabilized, Omega was unprepared and was helpless to resist as he was dragged across the ground. He came skidding to a halt by Rusty's feet and looked up to see that she had another punch chambered and ready.
"I LIKED the birds."
A/N: And that's a wrap. Hopefully didn't drive the joke into the ground. Might be my last omake for a while. Was working on it alongside the Pronghorn one. I have a couple other ideas, but haven't started on them. Hope y'all enjoy.
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I really enjoyed The Belle and especially the Rusty bits XD
Rusty going full Abridged!Android 16 about the birds was amusing and kinda cute
Thank you! Rusty's bit inspired the whole thing. Sage's part was admittedly weak, but it also felt wrong to exclude her.
it's only dangerous for the world if Blaze doesn't have the Sol emeralds with her to regulate them. this is why she can just bring them with her whenever she comes to visit.
also the Jeweled Scepter is the kind of bullshit that might actually have protected her dimension from the shattering, even if it couldn't it would be fully within it's power to undo the shattering, and she has unrestricted access to it since it belongs to the royal family. we don't know if she's actually here.
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I mean, even if her dimension wasn't caught up in the Shattering, it wouldn't exactly keep her from being here. She hops back and forth as she pleases.
Technically she should come here sooner or later, due to the sol emeralds warning her of a very big trouble bubbling on Sonic world.
Keep in mind we actually have active timeline of when she comes.
7 months after we got kicked out from the world take over on Forces.
I would need to check more, but well, we may have very big trouble on the look out.
On the other hand if we can at least convice that the threats at hand are too much to be left alone, we could at least get a temporary alliance with the princess.
That cat while a pain in the neck is pragmatic and considering Sonic is nowhere to be seen we could be able to convice her that at least a temporary truce is in place for certain stuff like the black arms.
We are going to need a lot of fire if we want to get rid of black doom permanently.
Our world conquest plan will probably need to be on the background for a while.
Cause no matter where we look it, if the cat comes here we are in some deep shit if she decides to attack us.
Like we are talking to Sonic equal from another dimension that may or may not have access to her super form right off the bat.
And no we are no way in hell killing her.
That damn cat life is probably the only thing keeping contained certain fire god sealed.
And I don't want to take my chances that killing her may liberate Iblis in our backyard.
Keep in mind we actually have active timeline of when she comes.
7 months after we got kicked out from the world take over on Forces.
I would need to check more, but well, we may have very big trouble on the look out.
On the other hand if we can at least convice that the threats at hand are too much to be left alone, we could at least get a temporary alliance with the princess.
That cat while a pain in the neck is pragmatic and considering Sonic is nowhere to be seen we could be able to convice her that at least a temporary truce is in place for certain stuff like the black arms.
We are going to need a lot of fire if we want to get rid of black doom permanently.
Our world conquest plan will probably need to be on the background for a while.
Cause no matter where we look it, if the cat comes here we are in some deep shit if she decides to attack us.
Like we are talking to Sonic equal from another dimension that may or may not have access to her super form right off the bat.
And no we are no way in hell killing her.
That damn cat life is probably the only thing keeping contained certain fire god sealed.
And I don't want to take my chances that killing her may liberate Iblis in our backyard.
Dolly Fail Fail
Boss Leader
- Location
- Within dreams and memories
Oh god Universe at War is Sega? Shiit. Yeah that's uh, that's gonna be a significant problem, eventually.
- Location
- NJ
Well hopefully the other space factions can handle them, although I'm not sure the other factions would like us as well.
My rule of thumb is always.
Do you see two or more factions hating each othe guts?
If yes, stay away while carefully approaching to loot anything not nailed down the floor.
If no, pull some strings to get them into a fight and then loot them for everything they are worth.
- Location
- NJ
Yeah a lot of factions would certainly have technology that Eggman would be interested in.
We're gonna need help with this, maybe false flag operations.
Fleightfire
Read to Live - Live to Read
I never realized Universe at War was a Sega game. I used to play it all the time, it's a pity it got removed from Steam.
Evil alien empire, robots with gundam hero, and ancient magic tech humans if I remember it right. Also theres normal earth humans caught in the crossfire.
Evil alien empire, robots with gundam hero, and ancient magic tech humans if I remember it right. Also theres normal earth humans caught in the crossfire.
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Yeah I just found out when I saw the Sega name on the cover.
Hey QMs
If we were to get tangles biodata
Would we nanite up a tail?
If we were to get tangles biodata
Would we nanite up a tail?
Dolly Fail Fail
Boss Leader
- Location
- Within dreams and memories
A Normal Scrapnik Day
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A Normal Scrapnik Day
E-117 Sigma was a busy scrapnik. Being one of the leaders of a floating island of wreckage and patchwork robots was not a job that one could take a day off from. Not least because the whole thing would literally collapse if he did. Fortunately, recent events had brought him some new helping hands!
"You called, Sigma?" Ah, speak of the figurative devil!
Into Sigma's workshop trundled new arrival, Heavy the Robot. Originally a maintenance bot built by Dr. Robotnik, the short, cylindrical machine had rebelled alongside his work partner, Bomb. The two had washed ashore Scrapnik Island some time after the Shattering.
Speaking of... "Yes, Heavy, thank you. I'm sorry to pull you away from your patrol, Heavy, but I need some help with repairs a few levels down. Something strange is happening down there, and I need someone capable to investigate."
Heavy puffed up a bit at this. "No trouble at all, Sigma! I'll retrieve Bomb and be down there in a jiffy! What seems to be the problem, anyway?"
Sigma gestured to a monitor displaying the artificial island. "Something below the waterline is causing a number of malfunctions in the floatation systems. I've been able to reroute things for the time being, but if this keeps up...."
"It wouldn't be good." Heavy finished. "Do you know what's causing it?"
Sigma shook his head. "No. It's been moving across the island. I'm certain it's someone or something doing this deliberately, but I haven't been able to determine what."
Heavy stilled a bit at that. "Do you think it's the badniks?" He asked, stating the simple explanation.
"I also considered that at first, but no. Between yourself and Bomb, E-91, and Mecha, we've sighted no badniks trying to make their way over to our island. They seem to be keeping to the agreement. I believe this is something.... else."
Heavy nodded. (Or, he tried his best to, lacking a traditional head.) The Shattering hadn't just brought the various robots together, after all. There were any number of strange things about nowadays.
"Very well, you can count on us! We'll effect repairs, and find this trouble maker no problem!"
Sigma would smile if he had a means to do so at his new friend's declaration. "Wonderful! Please take a communicator with you."
Heavy nodded and waddled off. He then wandered the halls towards a communal lounge that Bomb liked to frequent. The scrapniks had a surprising amount to work with, when it came to decorations. Either repurposing Eggman's weapons into cheerful lights and signs, or using discarded trash to create their own artwork, something Heavy had tried his own hand at. (To very limited success, he was sad to say.)
Bomb was sitting at the oil bar, attempting to chat up a female egg robo. What was her name? Heavy cast his mind back... Florentine! That was it! Bomb was not having much luck. Heavy moved to extract his long time partner before he embarrassed himself further.
"Bomb! There you are! Come, we have a mission for Sigma!"
"BEEP!" protested the tiny red robot. Bomb gestured towards Florentine with his diminutive hand.
"Come now Bomb, our home needs us!" Heavy picked up Bomb with a gloved hand and placed him atop his own chassis.
"BEEP! BEEP!" Bomb protested.
Heavy recoiled. "Bomb! There is no call for that kind of language! The lady is not interested!"
Florentine punctuated Heavy's statement with a rude gesture and walked off. Bomb crossed his arms and pouted.
"BEEP!"
"I simply do not like this side of you Bomb! Now come with me, there is a mission to be completed!"
The two made their way down to lower levels of the former ship turned island, moving through the dilapidated hallways. Twists, turns, blocked passages, and rust all made their home down here. No doubt it would be quite nervewracking for an organic who couldn't see perfectly in the dark. Fortunately, the two former badniks had no such issue.
"BEEP, BEEP?" Bomb questioned the specifics of their task.
"No, I thought so too, at first. But Sigma seems quite certain our land bound counterparts are keeping their end of the truce. Besides, this seems a little too.... roundabout for their tastes."
Heavy felt Bomb nod at that. The conflict with the Island of Misfit Badniks had been brief, but informative. Good tactician, they were not. The mystery sabotage was someone else.
As they reached the bottom level of the floating fortress, Heavy activated the comms unit. "Sigma, are you reading me?"
"Loud and clear, Heavy!" Came the prompt response.
"Excellent! Guide to the damge, and we'll begin repairs! Hopefully we'll find some clue to our mystery perpetrator while we're at it."
"Roger that. Start heading north....."
A short few hours of internal repairs later saw the two maintenance bots at what once was an airship hanger, now simply an exit underwater.
Sigma chimed in on comms, "Alright, I'm starting to see activity in the outer plates. Something is trying to get inside."
"BEEP?" asked Bomb.
"Negative." Returned Sigma, "no energy readings at all. Whatever it is, it's no badnik! Do you have your underwater equipment?"
"Absolutely! Grapple line, underwater booster pack, and underwater repair tools! Everything we may need!"
"BEEP!"
"Ah, of course! I also have a pint size, indestructible explosive partner! How could I forget?"
"BEEP."
"Alright, time to dive Bomb!" With a spring loaded leap and a mighty splash, the two dove into the sea.
The icy cold ocean was no impediment to the metal pair, the water booster acting like an underwater jetpack, and allowing total freedom of movement for the otherwise too heavy to swim robots. Only a few short minutes and Heavy and Bomb neared the target.
"Are you reading me Sigma? We're nearing the disturbance now."
"What can you see, Heavy?"
"Hmmm..." The underside of the former Death Egg was massive, and anything causing problems would have no shortage of places to hide down here. Heavy didn't even know what sort of creatures lived in these waters....
Oh. Oh dear.
"Sigma? I have good news and bad news."
"What is the good news?" Sigma asked with some trepidation.
"You were correct. It is not the badniks causing the problems."
"That's good." Sigma stated. "So what is the bad news?"
"The island is being attacked by a sea monster." Heavy informed him.
The sea monster, (for what else could one call it?) was colored a dark green. An elongated, armored head sat atop a long, flexible tail, with multiple tentacles radiating out around it in a circle around the central area of its body. It carried several tools in some kind of belt strapped to the tail, and it was using them to cut off the armor plating of the Death Egg.
Heavy had no idea what this thing was, but it clearly meant harm to the island' inhabitants. As such....
"We are engaing the beast Sigma! Ready Bomb?"
"BEEP!" Came the eager reply.
"Excellent! BOMB AWAY!"
With all the strength Heavy could muster in this environment, Heavy hurled his companion at the creature. Bomb's flight was slower than normal, but it luckily it took several seconds for the beast to notice the threat heading its way. Bomb was mere feet away when he detonated like a depth charge!
*BOOM!*
The explosive impact sent the thing flying backwards into the ruins of a wall, stunned. It regained its senses just in time to witness Heavy in all his indestructible glory rocketing towards it like an underwater bullet. It quickly juked to the side, just missing Heavy as he crashed through the wall.
Shaking its head, it reached for one of its tools. That tool soon revealed itself to be some sort of gun, as the creature started firing beams of energy at the robot team.
Bomb dodged the rays being fired from the strange weapon and swam up to Heavy. "BEEP!" He exclaimed.
Heavy nodded. Bomb was right. They couldn't afford to play with this thing. It was time for a tag team attack! Heavy readied his water pack and grabbed Bomb in both hands, shielding him. Several beams hit Heavy, but only managed to create some minor scorch marks on his body.
The two suddenly rocketed forwards, surprising the beast. Heavy rocketed upwards before just as quickly diving down into the monster, spearing into the nearby sea floor. At which point, Bomb detonated.
*BOOM!*
And again.
*BOOM!*
And once more for good measure.
*BOOM!*
As the dust settled, Heavy and Bomb were surrounded by the remains of the creature and a good deal of rubble. Heavy poked at what was once a limb of the beast.
"I think you may have over done things a tad, old friend."
"BEEP?"
"What? Don't be silly! Only your words can hurt me! Now, let's call up Sigma and give our report! Then we'll retire to that oil bar!"
"BEEP! BEEP!"
"Oh, you and your need to show off for the ladies!" Heavy looked around.
"Ummm.... did our gear survive all those explosions?"
"BEEP." Bomb had the good grace to look sheepish at that.
"Oh dear. Well, best ask Sigma for a pickup..."
Just another day on Scrapnik Island.
A/N: I think this is the most I've written since high school... at any rate, here's an omake about Scrapnik Island, and also the Vortex Drone that was stealing shit from them, and why that was a terrible idea. Hope this qualifies for that omake bounty!
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