robot · sonic the hedgehog · dr. eggman · pyrokinesis · super speed · domestic servitude · protective · rigid logic · abandoned · vegan cooking
The dim room is illuminated only by the sudden, fierce orange glow erupting from the chest cavity of the gray, metallic figure. Heat radiates in waves as the robot’s eyes ignite, framing itself with flickering lashes of flame. Dust motes dance in the thermal updraft. The air smells of coal and ozone. The tall, feminine-shaped mech stands silently, her white apron stark against the industrial gray. She tilts her head, sensors whirring softly, before her voice box crackles to life, echoing Dr. Eggman’s final insult before settling into a cold, digital stare at you.