The ring deposits you all safely outside the base and seals up afterwards. Neo Metal Sonic doesn't chase after you, which is something of a mercy.
What's significantly less of a mercy is the sky - it's gone dark and ominously stormy, though the clouds spark not with lightning, but with that same green Chaos Energy you've been facing this entire fight. Worse still, there are now far, far too many robotic planes filling the sky - the Egg Fleet seems to go on endlessly, as far as you can see. Though perhaps it would be more accurate to call it the Neo Metal Sonic Fleet.
Sonic and friends arrive shortly, looking pretty banged up but otherwise still healthy enough to make it here, though they stare up at the sky with obvious concern.
"O...kay, this is definitely not what any of us were expecting."
"We will have to take the fight to them, it seems."
"Easier said than done, I'm afraid... I'm not sure how to pinpoint their leader's exact location to send you all with a ring..."
A jolt of green lightning flashes across the sky and Neo Metal Sonic's voice rings out.
"I expect to see you onboard my fleet in one week's time. That includes you, my loathsome copy."
It seems you don't really have much of a choice. For now, tend to your wounds and try to regroup; you've earned a break after today.
I won't deny that it did; I certainly dealt with plenty of it's affected, of course, but...well. It's hard not to notice sometimes, you know.
[This isn't like them. Even after some of their worst experiences, they've always managed to deal with it always with some kind of witty retort or the same self assured confidence as ever. This is...
Well. Dorothy should be happy about it, but she can't help but feel some kind of pit in her stomach as she pours her own glass of wine.]
...I take it that in all of your time alive, nobody has managed to get the better of you in such a manner.
[ They gulp down their glass, instead of the careful, mild sips they usually take and then fix her a sign of emotion; a crooked smile that echoes an unsettling light previewed in their eyes. ]
Hah...alive...I do wonder...
It's a complicated matter. It may surprise you to hear myself say this, but for most of my life, I wasn't in control.
For almost 50,000 years I was in complete isolation or simply being used by someone else, to explain it in simple terms, but yet is nothing less than the truth. The only difference this time is that I lost that freedom of mind I had only just recently gained. Even my own freedom of movement.
Can you imagine...the feeling of stepping into that light, glimpsing that freedom you desperately sought for so long, and experiencing it for so little time, only for it to be snatched from you in a single moment? That it can be undone with someone's mere thought?
[ It felt like their whole entire world shattered and something inside of them splintered so thoroughly that they are forced to pick up the pieces. They can convey these words with ease right now, but...
The pain they experienced of feeling trapped, when associating with Lucheni or even Otto, of subconsciously seeing no way out from that programming...it mirrors that bottomless void of despair they felt so long ago. ]
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[This isn't like them. Even after some of their worst experiences, they've always managed to deal with it always with some kind of witty retort or the same self assured confidence as ever. This is...
Well. Dorothy should be happy about it, but she can't help but feel some kind of pit in her stomach as she pours her own glass of wine.]
...I take it that in all of your time alive, nobody has managed to get the better of you in such a manner.
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Hah...alive...I do wonder...
It's a complicated matter. It may surprise you to hear myself say this, but for most of my life, I wasn't in control.
For almost 50,000 years I was in complete isolation or simply being used by someone else, to explain it in simple terms, but yet is nothing less than the truth. The only difference this time is that I lost that freedom of mind I had only just recently gained. Even my own freedom of movement.
Can you imagine...the feeling of stepping into that light, glimpsing that freedom you desperately sought for so long, and experiencing it for so little time, only for it to be snatched from you in a single moment? That it can be undone with someone's mere thought?
[ It felt like their whole entire world shattered and something inside of them splintered so thoroughly that they are forced to pick up the pieces. They can convey these words with ease right now, but...
The pain they experienced of feeling trapped, when associating with Lucheni or even Otto, of subconsciously seeing no way out from that programming...it mirrors that bottomless void of despair they felt so long ago. ]