Yes, I suppose the future could bring blue. For example, it'll be daytime sometime in the very near future. Assuming it won't be cloudy, I can safely surmise that the future will bring blue (skies).Originally Posted by Joe Blog
- No, I do not. I really haven't the time to develop full video games. I'll leave that to those who do it for a living. Being a genius does not mean being able to shorten the necessary timespan for creating a video game. Of course, speaking as a genius, I'm probably the only one able to understand this.
- Of course I use my own text editor. It's not just for editing text, of course, it also aids in programming, constructing, and similar.
- My prime physique? While I'll admit that I look great, not even I would suggest my physique is... Olympian. Still, I held my own exceptionally well. I suppose one develops some hardiness after being pounded into the dirt again and again and again! Oh, pardon me. Lingering annoyances there.
- Oh, that had little to do with favouritism or sound decision-making. There was some stupid rule about only allowing organic beings to be present at those games. Ridiculous. I was strongly considering pointing out that Shadow would technically violate the rules, having been built from the ground up by my grandfather, Professor Gerald. But Shadow seemed to actually enjoy himself. I didn't ever think I'd see that cretin smile. I decided to be nice. And to beat him at every point he was pitted against me. This didn't work out as well as you might think.
- Long. It was a process of creation and joy.
- Serve my cause loyally, and serve it well. Also, not being an idiot helps. And finally, I do not have a do not kill list. I try not to kill, as I've pointed out on numerous occasions. Wanton destruction to gain the world, yes. Wanton murder, no.
- See my previous statement. I have nothing to do with it. You most likely won't believe me, given that this stupid planet already believes the worst of me anyway. All the same, I have nothing to do with it. I've looked into one or two of the deaths in question.
E-102 Gamma wasn't really a death. Merely a robot self-destructing. That one was all Amy. E-123 Omega is, sadly, still fully functional. Should've built the thing with a self destruct-switch. Some others, partly accidents, and in one case, a rabid fan. I did a civil service there and had him arrested and taken into a mental asylum. They were understandably surprised that I'd hand over what appeared to be a loyal servant. Then they questioned him and just let me leave the station without opposition. Understanding can be such a nice thing...
- No. Some of my counterparts have had love interests, mostly one-sided, but myself, no. I'm far too busy for any of that silliness.
- I explain it as follows: he threw the events. Sonic is not above a bit of that to let his friends win a few against him. I suspect most of them are perfectly aware of what he's doing, though. Wonder why it's never caused bad blood. Oh, except for Knuckles, he couldn't see subterfuge coming if you stood in front of him going "OY! I'M ABOUT TO DECEIVE YOU!"
- No. They pose a fashionable piece of clothing. To be a safety hazard, they'd have to be about twice as long or more.
- Wacky Workbench... Let me think, all these bases tend to become a bit confusing after a while. That would have been my manufacturing plant on Little Planet during my attempt at controlling time. Dear me that one backfired something fierce. Also, 'puppy slaughterhouse'? Really? I'm not evil for the sake of being evil, I'll leave that to cartoon villains, thank you very much indeed.
- Metallic Madness was my main base up on Little Planet. It served as second manufacturing plant and personal fortress to stop that blasted hedgehog. This did not work out. Scrap Brain... my first base... I built Scrap Brain to have a staging area from which to invade. Defenses were decent, but definitely beginner-style. Panic Puppet was, again, my main fortress, this time on Flickies' Island, and this time also serving as the factory wherein I produced my special Chaos Emerald seeking flicky-powered badniks. Also, I built a huge statue of myself there, for reasons that... frankly, I don't know, okay? Metropolis was probably one of the most important bases. It was where the Death Egg was first constructed, and launched. After that, I changed its function to another badnik production plant. All the facilities were already present, after all, so there was no point in shutting the place down entirely.
- The carnival was already there, strangely enough. I suppose even a lone Echidna needs entertainment, but how on earth the place remained operational is beyond me. I suspect Master Emerald influence, actually.
- Please tell me 'ingenious' was sarcastic, because I have no idea why I chose those names. Well, except for Scrap Brain. I had no idea what to go with, then I thought "hang on, most of this comes from scrap, and I built it using my finely honed intellect, i.e. my brain. SCRAP BRAIN!" And my counterpart from the past had the gall to call me insane.
