1st Egg - Visual

[itsfromtheshow]

WHAT IN THE NAME OF ROTTENNESS IS GOING ON HERE!? Why am I not in my house? WHY am I a walrus? WHY!? WHY!!

[The volume from the scroll intensifies with that shout and you could feel the magic parchment shaking in your hooves. A great big, red walrus pops up on the visuals, perfectly livid.]

Whoever's responsible for entrapping and locking down the great Dr. Rrrrrrobotnik in this despicably decorated dimension will have quite a lot to answer to! And I'll get my answers, even if I have to strangle it out of every last creature around here!

[He gives that some thought and smiles an evil grin. No, he'd do that anyway, answers or not. Sounds like a rip-roaring way to spend an evening. But he shakes that off, resuming his angry tirade.]

Regardless of whether or not I can make it back home today, this indiscretion has entitled me to one omelet. My breakfast is ruined and I'm holding that against everyone.

Comments

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[cruel_kindness]

Ya know what they say: If ya wanna make an omelette, ya gotta go crack some eggs.

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[itsfromtheshow]

[Well, duh.]

Oh, an expert, are we? Good, then you're the perfect person here to get me my omelet!

[From how close he's yelling at the screen, you have the strangest feeling you can smell his breath.]

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[weekwizard]

Stop yelling. You're interrupting my work.

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[itsfromtheshow]

I'm inter- I'M INTERRUPTING YOUR WORK!!?

[Yeah, he's not going to stop yelling. This is his average volume.]

What about MY work!? Have you considered that!? Had I fixed my machine to bring to life a hideous nightmare, I could have terrorized the whole world into submission!

[sailorlaughter]

Okie-dokie, I can bring you an omelette! How do you like 'em?

[itsfromtheshow]

Plain. With lots of eggs! I demand an omelet fit for a dictator!

[Now that's more like it! This is the kind of hospitality he was asking for all along.]

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[verygassy]

. . .

[SIGH.]

Yeah, good luck strangling ponies with your flippers there, big boy.

[itsfromtheshow]

[He looks down at his flippers and tries to clench it. No go. He grumbles.]

Well I can still slap people around with these! That'd hurt quite a bit! I assume!

[Visual]

[ponymechanic]

[Oh you have to got to kidding. Sure it's not Eggman, but a version of him is still a bad thing. Even if he's going by Robotnik.

Although this Tails is much older and isn't brown, his tail that shaped like two fox tails do look familiar, don't they?]

You're a fat walrus and breakfast being "ruined" is what you're upset about? Well get used to it 'cause you're stuck here.

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[itsfromtheshow]

[He seems more mature than the Tails he knows for certain. He's not four years old anymore, is he? Given his own circumstances, it seems natural that Tails would be here too.]

... Tails? Is that you?

[twotailedgenius]

[At least this Equestria has some sense of humor... though he doesn't recognize this Robotnik's voice. ... Who was he kidding, this definitely wasn't the Robotnik he knew or once knew anyway. Still, he's going to keep an eye on him.]

Good luck with that. I think it'll be pretty hard to strangle anyone as a walrus.

[itsfromtheshow]

... Tails! I thought I- You were... Okay, so are you just a different two-tailed fox that I've yet to have the displeasure of meeting?

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[lovesignmasterspark]

Geez, you sure complain a lot, don'tcha? Not even two minutes new and you're already yellin'. How'bout takin' a chill pill, doctor?

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[itsfromtheshow]

You expect me to be calm when I found myself just lying in the middle of nowhere missing my most-anticipated breakfast!? Why don't you make me calm! All this could be YOUR fault far as I know!

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[stormbroken]

[Let's see. If he wants the eggs, man, and he is the walrus... then judging by the music conversations she's had with Harvey, there's only one proper response to this.]

Goo goo ga joob.

[Come to think of it, did this confirm that Cálice had a sense of humor, albeit a somewhat twisted one? Hm.]

[millionbitpipes]

[Harvey's hoof is briefly visible as he reaches into frame for a hoofbump.]

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[freeasthewind]

[Oh, look. A villain. How nice. Time to rustle his jimmies. Even though she obviously can't smell his breath through the scroll, Feena waves her hoof and pretends to look disgusted.]

Your breath stinks.

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[itsfromtheshow]

Really?

[He places a flipper near his mouth and breathes into it, sniffing. His face cringes.]

... Hey, wait a minute. You can't even smell it through this sheet of paper! ... Err. Can you?

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[kingofthetvworld]

[Teddie can only gasp in awe.

...Probably because he didn't listen to a word this man is saying.]

You...You're a mermaid!

[His eyes sparkle in delight.]

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[itsfromtheshow]

What!? No! I'm a walrus! Eh-, at least call me a merMAN!

[kuukai]

Ya know, s'people like you tha' make me wonder if someone could get turned to a cockroach an' we wouldn' even know.

[ Have a red bear chewing on a stick of Pocky. ]

[itsfromtheshow]

Wanna find out? Give me a few days and I'll have a way to rearrange your DNA.

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[ceasetoexist]

Yeah, good luck with that. This place can't even begin to understand actually decent grub.

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[itsfromtheshow]

Nothing but horse food, eh? Typical. No matter which town you assimilate into your empire, not one person knows how to prepare some decent eggs.

[aheroofjustice]

...Against everyone? You'll have to make a list if you wanna hold everypony responsible for your omelet.

(Ta-da! A blue pony who might remind Robotnik of someone else -who this isn't!- but still...)

So, what'd you call yourself again? Ro-babbler? Ro-batty? Rowing 'cause I don't have a life jacket to swim?

[itsfromtheshow]

It's BOTnik! ROBOTNIK! How DARE you mock me, So...

[huh. This wasn't Sonic, was she?]

... Whoever you are, you insubordinate ignoramus. And what's the problem, blaming everyone? Everyone's not helping me reunite with my omelet breakfast and that makes everyone just as responsible for this outrage!

[frozenmemories]

[You startled her! So not very happy pegasus on the scrolls.]

You are really loud. We can't go anywhere until whatever has us here wants us to go home.

[itsfromtheshow]

Wha-che-peh...!! [If you think that was loud, Cirno, get a load of this.]

I'M DR. RRRRROBOTNIK, AND I GO WHEREVER I WANT! I GO HERE! I GO THERE! I GO ANYWHERE AND NO INTERFERING IMBECILE IS GOING TO STOP ME!

...

Also, eehrr, people speak loudly to sound as smart as they are. Can't really help that, being a genius.

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[bornoflove]

[Hey there, blubber boy.

Coldheartedness is sitting in a rotating chair, with an absolutely delicious looking omelet. I mean, this is a thing of beauty. Cheese, fried rice, tofurkey, mushrooms, all wrapped in several layers of omelet, and covered in a rich gravy sauce with a dollop of potato pancake on top.

Is this what you want, hmm?]

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[itsfromtheshow]

YES, that's the ticket!

[And boy does it look levels tempting.]

Give it here already! Hurry, you patchwork patsy!

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[bluesuit_hoofy]

[Andrew almost wants to make fun -- yes, this newcomer has plenty of reasons to complain, but strangling people with Walrus flippers? Really? -- but...

But then the image of this person in one of those cells with Calice's eyes bearing down on him appears in Andrew's head and won't leave again. Obnoxious or no, he'll get a straight answer out of at least one pony.]

You've been kidnapped from your home world by a someone named Calice who wants to absorb and destroy all of reality. That's why you're here and that's why you're a walrus, and most of the ponies you'd be strangling for answers came here the same way.

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[itsfromtheshow]

Calice! That loathsome name has been burned into my calculating cranium...

[A new grudge, then.]

Hmph! But this fellow here sounds like a real piece of work. Now I'm conflicted! Do I shake this person's hand for the astounding feats of evil or do I just shoot him with a ray gun... No, I can't abide by the destruction of reality when I'm in it!

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[keaton_mask]

[...As ridiculous as this all is, there's something kind of important that glaringly sticks out to him.]

Could you make it back home today?

[This is important. For...science.]

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[itsfromtheshow]

MayBE! If I had the right tools for the job, that is.

[But would he take anyone else back to their homes? Probably not.]

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[the_stray]

[This is all you get in response. Just. This face. How are you real?]

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[itsfromtheshow]

[Oh, he's real, alright. Too real.]

WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, YOU BLANK-FACED DULLARD?

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[maidensbunraku]

[Just...Just this face.]

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[itsfromtheshow]

Something wrong with my handsome and positively well-groomed face?

[mistweaver]

Oh, an omelet is what you need? Tell me what you want in it. I think I could handle that. Or some fried rice, if you prefer. Or dumplings. I make a mean dumpling!

And if you like it spicy, I could arrange that too. [The zebra clasps her hooves together, eyes sparkling just a little.]

It's so nice to see a healthy-looking fellow around here! [Even if you are a walrus.] Everyone else is so skinny!

[itsfromtheshow]

Well I do try my best to keep in shape. The best figure is one with a bit more meat on it, I always say!

[Well that's more like it! Seriously, how much does a tyrant need to scream and jump to get some food around here?]

And ehh, no, just the omelet will do fine, my dear! I've went ten years without eating anything else besides eggs and I'll be battered and deep-fried myself before I start now!