You hop through the ring portals, barely escaping Eggman's forces and making it through (mostly) unscathed. On the plus side, you're all here - in fact, you'll find Tails and Vakama nearby, with the fox having brought your pal here too.
But unfortunately, "here" is not exactly the best place to be.
"Back here again...? Sheesh, I really can't catch a break.
"What is this place, Sonic?"
"This is the space between worlds. The void, I guess you could call it."
Everywhere you look there's a whole lot of nothing. Gemstone-like shards litter this reality in all sorts of shapes and sizes, serving as obstacles or platforms; they're sturdy enough to walk and stand on, but this world's rules are a little different from what you're used to. For one, gravity doesn't really work properly - you may find yourself floating or walking upside-down on a shard you didn't mean to end up on, and it's going to take some getting used to.
There's not really much to do or see here either - at least, not for now. You're welcome to explore this strange place, but you won't find anything particularly interesting... with one notable exception as seen in the comment below.
No matter where you go, no matter what you do, you'll feel like you're being watched.
He plops down heavily next to her, idk I assume we are next to a wall of some nature so let's just let our weight go dead against that for a bit.]
Thanks in no small part to all of you. [He would hold out a fist for her to bump, but that can wait. He is tired. She is tired. They can just talk for now.]
Given what shape you were in when I woke, I was frightened for what had happened. Did Eggman do this to you?
Oh, no. Eggman unfortunately played no part, at least until the end; all of this nonsense you can blame on our masked nuisance over there. He certainly didn't hold back an inch.
[Infinite, she means. It's disdainfully said.]
...I'm just glad you're alive and back with us. Do you...remember anything, of what happened to you?
[His eyes narrow slightly as he glances over to the jackal, frowning.]
Our local illusionist, right? If he was that much of a threat, why is he still roaming around here?
[It's guarded. He wants to trust that there is a reason Knuckles in particular is not pounding this guy to a pulp if it truly is an enemy they need to get off their radar, but also HELLO WHY IS HE HERE IF HE TRIED TO KILL US...
At her statement about himself, however, he simply nods, a gentle raise of his hand to clank the back of it against her arm gently. A silent thanks.]
Up until I lost consciousness, yes. I think I remember most of it.
I had been asleep, and woke up to find I had been transported again to that... store that everyone is so obsessed over. Again. [He doesn't have the energy to keep himself from sounding exasperated. The random teleportation was the most aggravating part of the last week for him.] A robot I had not seen before attacked me the moment I stepped outside.
Fukuda believes it was another robot version of Sonic, from the description I gave.
He's been depowered. Eggman has seen to it that he doesn't...have the means to torment us in such a way, any longer. While I won't say that we don't have to worry about him, he's far less of a threat than before.
We intend to keep an eye on him, regardless.
[Dorothy at least smiles a bit briefly, though she listens to Vakama as he speaks and considers all of that for a moment...]
...He did summon an illusion version of that metallic copy for us to fight, so there is a strong possibility at least that he may have had something to do with what happened to you. At the very least, that makes the most sense; his orders from Eggman were to find and kill us, after all.
I'm just glad you're alright. We went absolutely spare when we saw what happened to you.
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He plops down heavily next to her, idk I assume we are next to a wall of some nature so let's just let our weight go dead against that for a bit.]
Thanks in no small part to all of you. [He would hold out a fist for her to bump, but that can wait. He is tired. She is tired. They can just talk for now.]
Given what shape you were in when I woke, I was frightened for what had happened. Did Eggman do this to you?
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[Infinite, she means. It's disdainfully said.]
...I'm just glad you're alive and back with us. Do you...remember anything, of what happened to you?
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Our local illusionist, right? If he was that much of a threat, why is he still roaming around here?
[It's guarded. He wants to trust that there is a reason Knuckles in particular is not pounding this guy to a pulp if it truly is an enemy they need to get off their radar, but also HELLO WHY IS HE HERE IF HE TRIED TO KILL US...
At her statement about himself, however, he simply nods, a gentle raise of his hand to clank the back of it against her arm gently. A silent thanks.]
Up until I lost consciousness, yes. I think I remember most of it.
I had been asleep, and woke up to find I had been transported again to that... store that everyone is so obsessed over. Again. [He doesn't have the energy to keep himself from sounding exasperated. The random teleportation was the most aggravating part of the last week for him.] A robot I had not seen before attacked me the moment I stepped outside.
Fukuda believes it was another robot version of Sonic, from the description I gave.
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We intend to keep an eye on him, regardless.
[Dorothy at least smiles a bit briefly, though she listens to Vakama as he speaks and considers all of that for a moment...]
...He did summon an illusion version of that metallic copy for us to fight, so there is a strong possibility at least that he may have had something to do with what happened to you. At the very least, that makes the most sense; his orders from Eggman were to find and kill us, after all.
I'm just glad you're alright. We went absolutely spare when we saw what happened to you.
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[Damn, he goes to forever sleep for a couple days and everything just flies over his head.
Her reassurance does feel very nice, but there's still a heavy embarrassment that pulls his eyes back down towards his lap.]
...Yes, I... I was told it wasn't taken very well by a few people.
My apologies. I'm not proud of being caught by surprise to such a poor extent.