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VIDEO; un: robotman

There's some-- some easy solution to all of this, right? Surviving the cycle with your sanity intact? Something I'm overlooking? Am I too distracted?

[Dressed in a black tank top, Robotnik looks... well, stressed out, mostly. And weirdly translucent. And sweaty. Definitely moonblessing issues. His hair's a mess, his mustache isn't faring much better, and he's pacing back and forth judging by the movement of the screen. Of course, the obvious solution is staring him right in the face, but he's ignoring that right now.

He's not even sure why he's bothering with the network. He was intending to suffer in silence, get this over with, get back to what passes for normal around here. But he wants to talk to people. Since fucking when? People are the last thing he needs, ever, but especially now.

Iris, he's concluded over and over again, is indeed the worst.]

Barring the obvious, I mean. It's-- It's incredible. I thought-- I thought I could take it, thought I could handle it. Nothing stumps me like this. [He runs a hand through his hair.] Everything has been... inconclusive. Ridiculous! Inconclusive! Think about it! I can't figure it out! Me!

[He's babbling. But in his defense he's running through his first Iris cycle on the heels of having a serious fucking case of alien-mind-share-device-induced brain junk data. Shit's fucked.]

How the hell do you live like this?

[Yes, he's absolutely making way too big of a deal out of this but he doesn't care.

He'll care later, probably. He'll definitely care later. But not now.]

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[He's staring. Robotnik.exe has stopped responding.

NOW HOLD ON JUST ONE SECOND.]

How do you know about the creature?

[That shitty little town had like, what, five people in it, give or take? He doesn't recognize this guy. No way anyone anywhere else got enough of an actual look at what was happening, right?]

What creature?

_{[ I'm sorry he's like this.

But also, do we really want him to go here and explain to Robotnik "the creature's" games are in arcades all across Edo? Do we really want to go to the territory of "it's the 1800's where I'm from, but aliens took over our government and brought with them all sorts of modern things such as Bentendo and KEGA?"

Do we really want Gintoki to explain his knock-off Sonic that he has to use so their animation studio didn't get sued?

Do we? ]}

The... the fast one. The "hedgehog."

[Complete with air-quotes.

Who needs to worry about Iris things when someone knows about what was happening in your life, apparently????

Whatever weird shit is going on where this guy comes from, the fact that someone is aware of his existence and his association with the alien is, uh, concerning.]

I don't believe we've met, right?

I get he’s your nemesis, but calling him a creature is kind of rude, isn’t it?

_{[ A finger goes to his nose, picking at it. ]}

Not officially. I mean, I just played the games in passing. Video games aren’t really my thing. I prefer pachinko.

_{[ He doe not know too much of your association with the creature, okay. Just surface knowledge. ]}

You’re a lot thinner in person, I’m just gonna say that.

What the hell are you even talking about.

[Nemesis? At this point, maybe, sure. It is his fault he's here and having all of this happen, after all.

But uhhhhh the rest is kinda gibberish. Video games? Since fucking when, right?]

I don't know what you think you know, but-- what do you mean thinner.

[A MYSTERY]

Mm. Yeah. Thinner. Actually not bad looking.
_{[ It’s the solid truth. He can think of is that weird cue ball head and bushy orange mustache. ]}

Trust me, you really don’t want to know.
_{[ What happens when you show someone their alternate design? Gin is curious, but not too curious to find out. Yet. ]}

Though, the more I look at you, the more you look like that Dumb and Dumber guy.
What was his name...

_{[ He’s thinking hard, here. ]}

I can’t remember his name, oh well.

... You're not getting out of this ridiculousness via compliments.

[Someone telling him he doesn't want to know something is a damn good way to make him want to know something!! It's stupid to think that'll distract him, and--

Wait, is he calling him dumb and/or dumber??? What?]

I'll have you know, I'm the greatest scientific mind in the fucking universe, which you should know if you know who I am.

I'm not dumb or dumber.

There was a sequel too.. Dumb and Dumberer.

_{[ This is going to kill him. The actor is famous too!! He seems preoccupied thinking and is tuning Robotnik out for a moment, then he settles his attention on the feed. ]}

You really wanna know, huh?

[He throws his hands up... so the video just shows a quick sideways glimpse of his room because he's got his device strapped to his wrist.

He's yelling back into it soon enough, though.]

THAT'S NOT EVEN A WORD.

[... That's what he focuses on.]

Noooo, I just want to have someone weirdly aware of me in some bizarre way that doesn't even add up. It's my favorite.

Ah, alright. If that’s the case, I’ll tell you everything.

But only if you beg.
_{[ It has now been 0 days since Gintoki has kept his sadism out of casual conversations with strangers. You did well, Ginchan. ]}

[He sighs, takes a deep, deep breath, and lets out a... weirdly strained] No.

[The fact that it was hard to straight-up say no in the first place is very stressful. Fuck this Iris shit.]

You'll tell me, or I'll do everything in my power to make life very, very difficult for you.

[It's probably not very effective, considering the context of the conversation in the first place... but it's all he's got right now.]

You can get on your hands and knees if you want.
But no begging, no information, Robuttnik-sensei.

Ah, I mean, Robotnik-sensei.

_{[ He likes it when people challenge him. ]}

[IGNORE THAT ROBOTNIK, IGNORE THAT.

Deep breaths.]

I'm sure you're aware of what I'm capable of.

[This would be waaaay easier if he wasn't dealing with this shit...]

I just might make your Janet bot, hold her hostage... no wig.

Keep her. She’s been a naughty girl and probably deserves it. Put her on display for some public humiliation. It could be her thing.
_{[ He really is awful. ]}

I’m not afraid of your technology. The funny thing is, I know what you’re capable of, but you don’t know what I’m capable of.

[Uhhhhhhh so that one backfired. But oh well, he's got other tricks up his sleeve. He scoffs.]

Well, you might also be aware that I'm capable of finding out what people are capable of.

[He tries to seem all casual about it. He's still kinda sweaty.]

You can't hide.

I can’t? Ah..
That is one thing that I didn’t know.

That you’re into voyeurism.

[Sloooooow breath, heavy sigh, rubs his forehead with a hand.]

THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT.

_{[ Your suffering fuels him. Do continue. ]}

I'm an exhibitionist, so I look forward to being spied on.

_{[ That's only true during Cordis cycle since he becomes sort of a slut, but. That's a small detail. ]}

Though, if I see you turning any cute little woodland creatures into robots, I might have to interfere.

[UGH WHAT EVEN IS THIS GUY'S DEAL.]

You have fun with that. I have far more important things to--

[Woah hold on, what the fuck?]

What the hell would I do that for? That sounds like a waste of time and resources.

_{[ OH HO. He's been caught giving away some information.
How interesting, though.. ]}

It's sort of what you do in my world. I mean, that's what it seems like in all of the games. Turn all the animals into robots for your robo-utopia.. and Sonic isn't having any of it.

He outwits you every time, by the way.

So, what, the blue rat has some friends in the game industry, made me the bad guy?

[That's the vibe he's getting from this, because, uh, what? How do you even turn an animal into a robot? Replacing parts, obviously, but the time that'd take instead of making something from scratch? ~~(or grounder)~~

It's fishy.]

I can assure you, I don't do that. That's physically impossible.

Guess you could say that.

_{[ Cause even Gintoki doesn't feel right saying "your existence is fictional" even though he's self aware of himself too. Some people's little hearts can't take it. ]}

Sounds like you're onboard for robot utopia, though.
_{[ Simply cause he didn't deny that. ]}

There's rings, too.. and emeralds.. a two tailed fox...

_{[ pops his lips together.. ]}

Anyway, he's plastered all over Akihabara. _{Sometimes I wonder if Mario is actually his real nemesis, especially when it comes to popularity polls.}

I wouldn't say no to robot utopia. I like robots, remember? But right now all I'm doing is improving my technology. I have no interest in inefficient methods of... animal replacement. That'd be ridiculous.

[The game sounds... pretty stupid, honestly. Although the mention of rings is familiar.]

Rings... those portal devices?

[He doesn't know what emeralds or a fox have to do with anything, but maybe the blue rat knows.]

Wonder if that's what I'm in for whenever I make it back. Creature-fueled propaganda about how I'm somehow terrible for doing my goddamn job.

Maybe. It's been awhile since I've played..I think I got to play a bonus round in another dimension if I had enough rings, so yeah.

_{[ One thing is certain, Gintoki isn't familiar with where this doctor comes from, but.. at least there's some correlations. ]}

Best takeaway from this is there's another world where everyone thinks you're a sham and a super easy boss to beat.
Also fat. Really fat.

It's thanks to one of those damn things that I'm here in the first place.

[At least that's what he still insists, no matter what anyone says. He went through one, then ended up here, so it's clearly the portal and all this moonblessing shit came as a result of that.

Aaaaaand wait a second.]

F-fat?

[He looks down at himself and-- nope, still skinny.]

Of all the unnecessary insults... why that?

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