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[Video] Gotta whine fast

[What's up, kids. Hope you like THE SKY, because this video opens just starin' right up at it. Not for too long, though, as the guy responsible for this dumb video realizes pretty quickly that he's holding his device backwards and flips it around, revealing a weird blue critter that appears to be laying on his back on a roof. Why??? I mean why not. Y'all are in the mood for a bitchy teenager, right? Well too bad.]

Okay, I'm about to make a less than great first impression to anyone I haven't already bumped into yet, but sometimes you just gotta complain into the void, y'know? Here goes;

[he pauses to clear his throat, and then commences the bitching]

So, I can deal with being kidnapped by aliens, right? That's fine, I guess. Happens to the best of us, keeps life interesting, whatever. I can roll with the unexpected. I can mostly tolerate being tossed onto a dumpy, abandoned planet with extremely limited travel options. I mean, that's less fine than being kidnapped by aliens, but at least this tiny chunk of space we have doesn't have any speed limits. Fine, I can cope.

But, the thing about this that's completely unacceptable is that apparently, I missed a big fight with a bunch of monsters? Seriously!? I've seen movies, aliens aren't supposed to abduct you after the danger's passed. Where's the fun in that? Do our alien overlords accept feedback? I wanna file a complaint!

[Maybe this guy's priorities are just a little skewed. It's fine. He sighs, a little overly dramatic (because missing a monster fight is absolute bullshit), the video jostling a bit as he shrugs.]

Ah well. Anyway! The name's Sonic. I guess if you guys need help with cleanup after all that, hit me up? I have nothing but free time on my hands right now, and I'm already bored out of my mind.

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You sure? 'cuz you were practically wearing a hole here.

[Still, Donnie doesn't dismiss the suggestion. He gives a big ol' sigh as he leans against his staff for a moment before finally straightening up to roll out his shoulders and unhunch his back with a groan. ]

Here? It'd probably be difficult. See: earlier conversation about resources. Usually I just stick to battle shells. Mine's not really optimal for protective purposes otherwise. At least a replacement for the one that didn't come with me is in progress.

Oh, that? Nah, that was me being patient.

[Imagine how annoying he'd be if he were in a hurry. He manages to stand still while he's chatting with Donnie, at least.]

So what exactly is a battle shell? Does it just protect your back? Or can it like shoot missiles or something?

[Donnie lifts a brow at that, but the end of his lips quirks just slightly.]

Right...

[He brightens at the prospect of being able to explain his tech. It's just too bad he has no visual aids.]

Well, I have several different designs that I can swap out to better suit my needs for a given situation. My default is usually my flight shell, equipped with rotors that allow me to fly and hover.

...missiles would be pretty useful but I'd probably only be able to equip one with so many. Anyway, the battle shells are meant to be armor and support equipment. My tech-bō is my primary weapon.

[He gives the purple and silver staff a fond pat.]

That's pretty awesome, I bet building something like that isn't easy. Sounds like you see a lot of action, huh?

[If Sonic is at all bored by the nerdy tech talk, he doesn't show it. His little bro slash bff Tails is the biggest tech nerd he knows (that isn't all evil like the other biggest tech nerd he knows), so he's gotten pretty good at rolling with the nerd outs.

He does seem a bit confused by the tech-bō, though.]

A stick? I mean, it's a cool lookin' stick...

No, definitely not something you can slap together without the proper know-how.

[Is he bragging? Just a bit.]

But yes, I guess I do, more or less. But my brothers and I are ninja...

[And then he gasps at the afront of his beloved stick- er, tech-boō.]

A stick.

But can a stick do thi- oh...wait. I still need to recharge it. Well, in any case, it is more than just a "cool lookin' stick."

[Go ahead and brag, bro! We're all about bragging up in here.]

Ooo, ninjas! Very cool. I know a ninja guy back home! 'Cept he's a chameleon, turns all invisible and stuff.

[Ahaha, classic tech nerd, gettin' all defensive over their doodads and gadgets. Sonic can't help but chuckle juuust a bit.]

You'll definitely have to show me what that cool lookin' stick can do once you've had a chance to charge it up.

Oh yeah? Huh. That does sound like an ideal skill for a ninja. -Hey, question, you're not from Earth, are you..?

[He sighs dramatically, hugging his poor bō.]

Yeah, will do. Used up all her juice in that monster fight swapping between modes.

[ha

haha lmao Sega can't give a straight answer about what the Sonic franchise world is called but TECHNICALLY the answer is yes, SOOooo]

Yeah? I guess I didn't really consider that we all might have come from different planets.

[~~l o l~~]

Wait- really? So are you like...yōkai? Or mutants like me?

Yō-what? I'm a hedgehog. What are you talking about, mutants? You just look like a turtle.

[Donnie bro you are the most normal looking person Sonic has met here??]

[He squints at that.]

Well yeah, but I used to be a regular turtle before...this whole situation.

Look, the only...non-humans I know are either yōkai who live in the Hidden City or are mutated and were originally a human or animal before. ...or I guess there was that one guy that turned into a plant monster... I guess it affects anything organic? Huh. What a time to figure maybe you should've studied the oozequitos, Donnie.

[Sonic squints back HMMM]

Huh. I mean, where I'm from, you would totally be considered a regular turtle. We got humans too, but most people are just like you and me. No plant monsters though, and I think I'm okay with that.

Yeah, plant-monster guy mutated with a Rafflesia Arnoldii and blech... oh it was just the worst...

Considered normal, huh, that's kind of a refreshing thought. So not the case back home, the only other mutant turtles I know are my brothers. We live in the sewers of New York with our father, formerly human, now mutant rat.

That some kinda flower or something? Botany isn't really my strong point, but that still doesn't sound like a good time.

I can't say that sewers sound too cozy. Do you just have nowhere else to go?

Corpse flower. [Why didn't you just say that to begin with, D.]

Oh no, it's not as bad as it sounds. Our lair is tricked out. Several levels, massive skateboard ramps, my own workshop and lab, an arcade...

Humans aren't exactly very...used to giant bipedal humanoid rats and turtles walking around so we mostly stay out of sight as we can.

Oh, barf. As long as your sewer doesn't smell as bad as your corpse flower guy, I guess that doesn't sound all that bad. You guys built all that stuff yourselves?

Yeah. [He somehow looks greener just thinking about it.]

Built, scavenged, repurposed and repaired. It's amazing what people throw away.

Tch. It really is kinda depressing how wasteful some people can be, I know a guy who abandoned a whole army of robots and equipment on an island and just forgot all about it. It's really cool that you were able to use all that stuff to build a place to live though!

Whoa, seriously? Man, that sounds like a scavenging paradise. -oh, and I guess kind of a big mess, but seriously, who abandons something like that?

[He grins though, that smugness stoked again. It's not really that difficult to do so.]

Yeah, it's a pretty sweet deal and we don't have to pay rent or property taxes.

Y'know, the friend I got stuck there with reacted pretty much the same way. You'd probably get along with him really well, he's a huge nerd. I say that lovingly, of course. He's never built a sweet sewer lair, though. Well, as far as I know, anyway.

[SIGH, nerds. ]

Most of the robots were still online and kept the place... well, not clean, but it wasn't a complete disaster. They had a whole busted space station to work with, which was abandoned by the same dude.

[Well of course he has to look offended at the implication that he's being called a nerd. No self-respecting fourteen-year-old will let anyone call them a nerd unless it is himself or peers of like minds. It is at least a brief offense.]

Your friend seems to know where it's at, at least.

So not only was there an island but a space station? You went to space?? What is wrong with this guy, leaving all this amazing stuff lying around?!

He is pretty amazing, I've seen him build some incredible stuff.

[He looks SO PROUD of his little buddy. Look nerds are great ok, aside from the ones that decide that taking over the world is a good idea.]

I've been in space a few times. The space station ended up crashed on the island, but yeah, this guy has a bad habit of building stuff, trying to take over the world with it, and ultimately abandoning it after I break it.

[The softshell looks a bit jealous at this casual admission of having been to space.

Although crashed space stations aren't necessarily the same as one still being up in space.

ONE DAY.]

Wow. This guy needs a new hobby. Or at least new goals. This a consistent thing you two have going on then?

Also, I think I am more than ready to investigate this supposed arcade whenever you are.

[Maybe some day he'll actually end up in space for funsies!

Sonic sighs a DRAMATIC sigh. Oh yeah, it's a consistent thing. He gets over the dramatics pretty quickly though and finally turns towards the arcade. Or what he's pretty sure is the arcade? It's giving off arcade vibes.]

Sometimes it feels like it's been decades. But yeah, we did come out here for a reason, didn't we! Think it's locked up?

That guy sounds like a real piece of work.

[He grins as they look to the supposed arcade.]

Well, if it is, it won't be for long.

[Donnie steps over to the door, giving it a test tug. It doesn't appear to be locked, but it does seem slightly stuck.]

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