Here I am.
Here I was.
Was I here?
Yes, I was.
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A royal request
"Ooh, ooh!" squealed the lively voice that could have belonged to
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Newsflash, metal-head; the only good SWATbot is a recycled SWATbot!
Such was the motto of Sonic the Hedgehog and the SWATbot now hovering over him and his comrades didnt come close to breaking that rule. Lieutenant Omega was larger and meaner-looking than any run-of-the-mill SWATbot the hedgehog had ever seen and there was something else about it that he didnt like at all. Something unrelated to his greater size and strength, something that the hedgehog couldnt quite put his finger on
Omega didnt respond verbally at any rate. What the robotic centurion did was slowly let go of the Hover Pad's handrail, holding his arms out in the air as 'he' moved them toward each other and as the sides of 'his' clenched fists established contact, there was a piercing flash. Two shafts of blazing blue light shot forth from Omegas wrists as 'he' slowly separated 'his' arms like a pair of
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The Hour of Robotnik; Posthumous Payback
From his place high above, Tails had watched as Sonic reached his destination in a blinding burst of brilliance. After making sure that he saw Rotor and Antoine join the hedgehog without incident, the fox-cub lowered the binoculars which had enhanced his sight to that of an eagle, stowing them into his backpack.
Time to report back to Sally. Tails paused only to inspect the stone gargoyle perched to his left. The fox-cub couldnt help but notice that, what with those wild eyes and that twisting tongue snaking out of that wide-open mouth, it looked remarkably like Antoine had the time Sonic had tricked him into eating a mega-spicy chilidog. The moment of distraction over with, he twisted his tails together his chafed posterior crying out in relief as he took off from the crumbling rooftop, Tails began to make his way to the Rendezvous Point.
As he flew, his anterior appendages whirring like a pair of helicopter-bl