Geiss, having decided that the pink hedgehog would be fine in the company of that other Robian long enough for him to turn his attention to a seemingly abandoned hut.

...Processing...
Confirmed.

Yep, this was the place.

He carefully, and silently, pulled the door open and slid inside, disenaging his cloak as he did. An old red racecar styled bed and a few other pieces of furniture met his sight. His sensors caught sight of something, he pulled it out. An old...photo album? He opened it up and began to flip through, scanning the pictures into his memory. As a certain picture came up...seemingly from a metal-and-glass observation room, he fell backwards. The CPU in his head whined to life again.

Countless images of the blue hedgehog in action, sometimes mopping the floor with various incarnations of Metallix, or other mechanized doppelgangers, filled his mind. As time passed...the blue hedgehog turned to gold at some points, attacking monsters half the size of space colonies.

He stood up, shaking his head. Just what was that? He'd seen the hedgehog somewhere before...he had to investigate. Maybe someone knew. He opened the door, not even trying to hide himself anymore. He headed over to where the pink hedgehog was...she seemed familiar with this location...maybe she knew. He strode over to her hut and opened the door.

(this is where Pahamac has his go)

There is no set order to when a person should post or not. As I said before, I'm feeling uninspired, so if someone should psot something involving our characters I might become inspired to write something.

That was when the door opened, and a golden armored thing shaped like a hedgehog stepped through, regarding them both with indifferent but calculating eyes.
Amy stopped speaking: she just stood there scanning the robot in front of her. She dared to hope.
"Sonic?"
"No." It said matter of fact.
Alex got between her and the thing, he didnt' know what it was, but he had a very good feeling it wasn't anything friendly!

Geiss scanned the mongoose quickly. "You can drop your defensive stance now, if I was here to kill you, I'd have done it by now. My name is Geiss...and I have a question for the pink one, if she'd be so kind as to answer me." Without waiting for an answer, he asked anyway: "What little I've recovered from my memory files shows countless scenes involving a blue hedgehog named Sonic. You seem to know him...perhaps you could tell me why my head is filled with these video and battle datas involving him?"

OOC: Slight correction. Amy and Alex were in Amy's hut, not the concert hall were Ash was.

IC:
Amy face faulted, or rather, her jaw plat fell down to it's lowest possible position.
"Oh great, just what the world needed, another Metal Sonic clone. A copy of a copy of copy." Giess' programming wasn't prepared for this. The pink hedgehog went from being scared, confused and unsure to disinterest.

Alex was confused by Amy's statement, concerning a 'Metal Sonic' clone. What in the world was Metal Sonic? He couldn't remember, another unfortunate after-effect of the fact that, whilst he could remember mostly events, he couldn't remember the people surrounding these events.

And not even in this time did that memory of a picture flash in his mind. It seemed then, that whoever this 'Geiss' was, he might have not been someone he once knew.

His bow arm remained firmly fixed towards Geiss, unwavering in his desire to protect Amy. Even though Geiss had clearly said that the defensive stance could be dropped, Alex did not want to do so. Sonic himself seemed fairly familiar to Alex, as though he was the centre of many of the events he knew he could remember. And if Geiss had battle data involving him, then that could only mean Geiss is an enemy and once fought Sonic.

It was apparent that Amy wouldn't be so quick to answer Geiss' question, and therefore Alex became most curious to see what Geiss next move or rebuttal would be. He only prayed that it wouldn't come down to fighting, even though his constant aiming of his bow arm against Geiss might infact antagonise the machine...

If they could, Geiss' eyes would have rolled. "You honestly think I'm here to hurt you, don't you? Look...Metal Sonic...now known as 'Lord Metallix'...told me to keep an watch after you. I couldn't do that very well if I blasted you to scrap, now could I?" He pointed at Amy. "I haven't been operational very long...could you tell me what my connection to this 'Sonic' is? I honestly don't know...most of my programming was wiped upon my activation...I only regained my AI Programs a few minutes ago."

Amy calmed her circuits. He wondered why the heck 'Lord Metallix' would want a 'watch after her', but figured if she wanted answers, she would have to answer this thing's first.
"Priority One Hedgehog, Sonic, The greatest guy whose ever lived. The fastest thing alive. He was Ex-Master Robotnik's greatest enemy. He an ability to inspire and gather courage for everyone. He died, killing Ex-Master Robotnik. Your 'connection' is that you're one in a very long line of failed robots who Ex-Master Robotnik built in Priority One Sonic's image. All of them built for the sole purpose of killing Sonic. Metal Sonic was the second one built, and though other Sonic bots were built later, all of them failed just as completely! Metal Sonic was upgraded with a program that enabled him to copy, improve, and use any ability he saw. And he still failed. By your coloring, I'm guessing you're a cheap clone made using data from Super Sonic, Priority One Sonic with the power of all seven Chaos Emeralds. Defensive weapons created by the God Of Destruction Chaos. Oh, and don't think that makes you better than Metal Sonic. You're a doomed project. You can't truly copy the power of the chaos emeralds, they're super natural, just doesn't work. Your design is a failure."

"I see. That explains a few fragments in my databanks. Thank you." Chaos Emeralds? "Super" Sonic? Maybe that was when Sonic turned gold. That certainly explained the shcematics, as well as a few other things. He turned. "Do you have any questions for me before I leave?"

"Afirmative." Amy replied. "Why the heck would Lord Metallix care weather I was on-line or scrap?"

Geiss shrugged. "Said something about an Empress, whatever that is." With that, he stepped outside and engaged the cloak system again, slipping into shadow...

Amy shuffered a sever system error. "Em-em-em-em-EMPRESS!!!" ERROR. ERROR. ERROR. "THis can't be happening! No! No! I'm not gonna be the bride of that blue plated . . . agh!!!"

Amy fainted into Alex's arms, leaving him suddenly alone.

IC:

"Of course, ask them, I'm sure that they will back up this unit's statement, after all, what good is her harvest with witnesses? No, I doubt that you would make a mistake like that would you?" The wolf's face plating twisted into a mettalic facsimile of a sneer. "Except you did, in me, lucky for me, and every other unfortunate that you did, really."

He turned back to the group that was escorting him. "We have to take this beast down, or every unit who comes in here alone, too damaged or weak to defend themselves, or fallen into too much disrepair, their oil is on our paws. Can you function with that? I do not think I can..."

Alex's optics dimmed slightly, as if to resemble what would have been organic eyes slowly closing. An audible sigh left the Robian, as he felt confused once again.

He found it hard to imagine how exactly a machine could faint, but quickly dismissed the thought. Afterall, it was natural to do so as a Mobian, and that was all that mattered.

He walked forwards, towards where Amy's bed was, and gently placed her upon it. He then walked towards a chair, and gloomily sat upon, now trying desperately to match names to the faces of the people he remember in that single picture, yet finding little luck or satisfaction.

If only he could remember...!

(OOC: Everyone, I deeply apologise, but I think I'm going to have to pull out of this RP. Nothing personal to anyone here, or the RP itself, but I'm afraid I've lost my train of thought in the pause, and I can't seem to pick it back up again. I'm really sorry for the position it puts everyone in, but Metal Sonic is now free to become an NPC or for someone else to take control of him.

Once again, I'm sorry.

Wraith)

OOC: This looks REEAALLY interesting. Think I'll join if I'm not to late. Read everything, and I think I have an interesting idea. Have kind of been wanting to see what it's like to RP a robotisized Reni....

But it's late now...will have to be later...

EDIT: Wait....I appollogize...I forgot there were two other pages after the first one when I made my post. I have finished reading it now though. Now, I'm a little less sure I can put Reni into this though. If I did, it would age everybody else possibly too much.

So now I don't quite know what to do. I'd like to join, but, Reni being Sonic's daughter could complicate things...Hmmmmm.....

OOC: You could simply have Reni as not Sonic's daughter? o.o

The character doesn't have to be exactly like each other within various RPs. And it's good to see you again, Vi!

"You're right we can't."
Everyone in the room looked, the speaker had been Lord Metallix. Standing besides him was a yellow mongoose robian and a number of SWAT with their weapons drawn, every last one of them on Crimson.
"This enough help?" The mongoose asked the fox politely.
"My Lord! She is the killer!" Crimson said still hoping to lie his way out of this.
"Then you won't mind me probing your mind and memories to prove your innocence." Metallix said darkly.
+++++++++++++
"Sonic "Amy's speaker moaned.
Alex looked, no, her eyes were still off, was she, dreaming?

Alex wasn't sure if it was still possible to dream, after all, although he had been turned into a Robian he had not yet had the chance to need to fall asleep, and thus be subject to the possibility of dreams, but did not doubt that it might be possible. Through this, he was relieved to find that it was possible. It helped things seem more organic and natural, as the world should be.

Krakoom!

A loud clapping boom escaped the air outside. It was obvious from the sound of it that it was thunder, and thus thunder would mean lightning. Outside of the hut was the infrequent pitter patter of rainfall, any rainfall that would be able to manage to pass through the thick canopy of trees above and thus reach the Knothole village. The weather was, despite the change in the world's populace, constant. This was an ever faithfal reminder of nature itself. It was ironic and rather strange to believe it like this, but this thunder, lightning and rainfall... it was almost soothing.

"Amy..." Alex whispered out, although didn't expect any reply forthcoming. "I wonder what it is you're thinking about...?"

Alex was wrong about one detail, the rain did have a much different effect now on Knotehole, now the rain meant rust, and lightning meant direction towards metal lightning rods (ie, robians!). Thus, kids raced back inside, every machine took refuge under some protection, hoping for the rain to end soon, so they might continue their lives.

Amy's programming meanwhile, continued to try and make sense of the input it had been given, the result of her shut down in the first place. Now her OS ran countless scenarios of possible outcomes of this news.
A few were nice, most of them were horrible. Her, the trophy wife of Metal Sonic, a pure mockery of her inner most dream. Some had her melancholy sitting at his side as he ruled the planet. Others had her damaged daily and repaired so she could be damaged again. Other had her surrounded by luxury, as her inner self died. There was a sweet dark one of having Sally as her personal slave. One had it turning out to be Sonic robotized, and NOT metal Sonic at all. This was pretty much impossible, but still she desired it the most of the images.

Inside the late Sonic's hut, Geiss stepped inside to get out of danger of lightning. He decided it'd be a good time to go over his data files in more details.

Amy said something about Chaos Emeralds.

RUN SEARCH
Keyword: Chaos Emerald

Geiss ran over the entry.

RUS SEARCH
Keyword: Super Sonic

Geiss ran over the entry. So whis is what he was designed to become? Amy said the Emeralds were a supernatural force, but he'd seen images of Eggman devices...the Death Egg, a version of Metal Sonic, and a few other things running on Chaos Emeralds. Surely he'd be able to use them as well.

OOC: Reni has to be the Daughter of Sonic...cuz...that's who she is! *shrug* And it's a major aspect of what I intend to do with her. I only want a go-ahead from Alex, as it's his RP. If I can't use her, I MAY think of somebody else, but at the moment, I don't have any ideas for any of my other chars. Surge can't be in this...(at least not ALIVE) as he's normally immune to the robotisizor because of his electrical ability.

Both of their profiles are on the Char profiles thread:
p072.ezboard.com/fsonichq...1952.topic
About halfway down the page for me.

I've taken a vow of net abstence until I've written some stories for my fanfiction.net account at last.

As for you character, she'd need to be modified for this thread. (attire removed as an obvious example). I'll be back on in a week or two. (maybe much longer)

Go ahead and do without me.

So I wonder what's happening elsewhere on Robius.

OOC: I now realize it was a mistake to have non-once organic characters as PCs in this story, since it totally defeats the purpose of this story.

Future of machines... what will become of thee?

I wouldn't mind trying a restart of the RP if some other people feel up to it since it had a damn good amount of potential in it.

Or continuing, if possible.

Would be nice. I'll confess, I started this thread mostly because I wanted to see other writers ideas on how free willed robians would think beyond "serve fat-guy" or "I wanna be organic again!"

Oh well.

Nothing is a waste as long as you learn from your mistakes.