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Grand Log of the Genius Emperor Dr. Robotnik, #1351

Many times in my rise to power have I been set back, humiliated, taunted, and tormented. My greatest inventions - broken and tampered with. My grandest plans - foiled and blown up in my face.

But today was definitely, without a shadow of a doubt, the worst day of my reign.

I had the rebuilt Badnik legions ready for a full invasion of Station Square. Central City was to be my next target, struck down in quick succession. Against my will, a gleeful Sonic hung from my arm and cooed incessantly about how proud he was of me. Moronic little blue gnat - he was the one responsible for half of the destruction I have been working endlessly to fix!

I returned to my private chambers to fetch a bottle of champagne - one must be ready to celebrate - and nearly leapt out of my boots at what waited for me there.

He was waiting behind the door as soon as I walked in, lurking with that stupid little simpering smile. Goddamnitall - I had just repaired the bioengineering labs and synthesized the new dosages (twice as much! hundreds of millions in cost!) for more enhancement serum so that I might be able to rid myself of these pests with personally-delivered vengeance. And of course, as he strutted and pranced through my crown ship like some deranged black-and-red Marilyn-Monroe-imitating porcupine, he stopped in on my labs and helped himself to the fruits of thousands of hours of labor. If Sonic looks ridiculous with his new form, my ex-minion Shadow looks properly outrageous. I could have strangled him on the spot, but I knew my fingers would break before he'd even notice.

He tackled me to the ground, incessantly chirping on about how he was finally pretty enough for me to love him. My struggles were useless. I cried for help - and only succeeded in getting a few dozen of my finest Metal Sonic guards destroyed.

Then HE showed up. A gasp of horror alerted me to the presence of my 'snooky-wookums' (I found he responds most strongly to this term - god help me), and I politely asked for assistance.

They have been fighting for, at the time of writing, 13 hours and 25 minutes - over 6 hours of which have been in their super forms. My estimations of damage are in the trillions. So many years of preparation lost... My entire Egg Fleet...

I am flying my last Egg Mobile to my last remaining secret base. I am going to sleep. And I am going to pray that this is all a very, very bad dream.

LONG LIVE THE ROBOTNIK EMPIRE! ...or whatever remains of it.

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Grand Log of the Genius Emperor Dr. Robotnik, #1352

I awoke to two hedgehogs standing on my bed, staring down at me with teary eyes and nervous body language, their clothes in tatters. I screamed in surprise, assuming this was to be my end - and they burst into tears.

After several minutes calming them down (after I realized they were pressing me down and I wasn't able to escape during their sobbing), I was able to understand that they had come to some kind of understanding - and were utterly mortified by their behavior in front of me. "We're so sorry for being unladylike!" I believe were Sonic's exact words.

To say I was stunned would be an understatement... especially when they revealed the engagement rings. They explained they simply couldn't go on living like this - and how each each understood now just how badly the other needed me as well. With an air of great pride at their own wisdom, they explained to me how they were willing to share me.

Protesting was useless. Believe me - I raged, then bargained, then pled...

My only hope is that with these two now fully occupied giggling and prattling on as they celebrate their shared engagement to me (and argue over bridal gowns and other wedding plans), I will finally be free to fix their destruction and bring the Empire back to full power. I cannot help but imagine a world where my genius is not countered at every step by furry pests...

To take on these two morons as Empresses would be a sacrifice unlike any other, but I fear I have no choice. I've already promised them as much. And blast it all, my scouts and drones have still found no trace of their other friends. Just what has happened to them, to so utterly transform them? What new threat lurks out there?

I will hunt down the truth of this matter, no matter the cost. My sanity is on the line - not to mention my dignity.

LONG LIVE THE ROBOTNIK EMPIRE!
(The following section is scribbled in red lipstick, a secret later addition to the official private documents of Emperor Robotnik)
❤️ SONIC + SHADOW + ROBOTNIK ❤️ XOXO 💋💋💋

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I'm posting some fun other ai images of Sonic & Shadow into this folder: www.deviantart.com/frill-seeke…
No story to them, just extra designs

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Grand Log of the Genius Emperor Dr. Robotnik, #1351

Many times in my rise to power have I been set back, humiliated, taunted, and tormented. My greatest inventions - broken and tampered with. My grandest plans - foiled and blown up in my face.

But today was definitely, without a shadow of a doubt, the worst day of my reign.

I had the rebuilt Badnik legions ready for a full invasion of Station Square. Central City was to be my next target, struck down in quick succession. Against my will, a gleeful Sonic hung from my arm and cooed incessantly about how proud he was of me. Moronic little blue gnat - he was the one responsible for half of the destruction I have been working endlessly to fix!

I returned to my private chambers to fetch a bottle of champagne - one must be ready to celebrate - and nearly leapt out of my boots at what waited for me there.

He was waiting behind the door as soon as I walked in, lurking with that stupid little simpering smile. Goddamnitall - I had just repaired the bioengineering labs and synthesized the new dosages (twice as much! hundreds of millions in cost!) for more enhancement serum so that I might be able to rid myself of these pests with personally-delivered vengeance. And of course, as he strutted and pranced through my crown ship like some deranged black-and-red Marilyn-Monroe-imitating porcupine, he stopped in on my labs and helped himself to the fruits of thousands of hours of labor. If Sonic looks ridiculous with his new form, my ex-minion Shadow looks properly outrageous. I could have strangled him on the spot, but I knew my fingers would break before he'd even notice.

He tackled me to the ground, incessantly chirping on about how he was finally pretty enough for me to love him. My struggles were useless. I cried for help - and only succeeded in getting a few dozen of my finest Metal Sonic guards destroyed.

Then HE showed up. A gasp of horror alerted me to the presence of my 'snooky-wookums' (I found he responds most strongly to this term - god help me), and I politely asked for assistance.

They have been fighting for, at the time of writing, 13 hours and 25 minutes - over 6 hours of which have been in their super forms. My estimations of damage are in the trillions. So many years of preparation lost... My entire Egg Fleet...

I am flying my last Egg Mobile to my last remaining secret base. I am going to sleep. And I am going to pray that this is all a very, very bad dream.

LONG LIVE THE ROBOTNIK EMPIRE! ...or whatever remains of it.

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Grand Log of the Genius Emperor Dr. Robotnik, #1352

I awoke to two hedgehogs standing on my bed, staring down at me with teary eyes and nervous body language, their clothes in tatters. I screamed in surprise, assuming this was to be my end - and they burst into tears.

After several minutes calming them down (after I realized they were pressing me down and I wasn't able to escape during their sobbing), I was able to understand that they had come to some kind of understanding - and were utterly mortified by their behavior in front of me. "We're so sorry for being unladylike!" I believe were Sonic's exact words.

To say I was stunned would be an understatement... especially when they revealed the engagement rings. They explained they simply couldn't go on living like this - and how each each understood now just how badly the other needed me as well. With an air of great pride at their own wisdom, they explained to me how they were willing to share me.

Protesting was useless. Believe me - I raged, then bargained, then pled...

My only hope is that with these two now fully occupied giggling and prattling on as they celebrate their shared engagement to me (and argue over bridal gowns and other wedding plans), I will finally be free to fix their destruction and bring the Empire back to full power. I cannot help but imagine a world where my genius is not countered at every step by furry pests...

To take on these two morons as Empresses would be a sacrifice unlike any other, but I fear I have no choice. I've already promised them as much. And blast it all, my scouts and drones have still found no trace of their other friends. Just what has happened to them, to so utterly transform them? What new threat lurks out there?

I will hunt down the truth of this matter, no matter the cost. My sanity is on the line - not to mention my dignity.

LONG LIVE THE ROBOTNIK EMPIRE!
(The following section is scribbled in red lipstick, a secret later addition to the official private documents of Emperor Robotnik)
❤️ SONIC + SHADOW + ROBOTNIK ❤️ XOXO 💋💋💋

PREV
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I'm posting some fun other ai images of Sonic & Shadow into this folder: www.deviantart.com/frill-seeke…
No story to them, just extra designs