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He let out a long breath. Did this young man not just hear him threaten the life of a toddler in earnest? Did he think that he was immune to his wrath by dint of their common blood?

He stood up from his chair and stepped up to the table. He rummaged through the box of parts, his brows furrowed. “Do you have any documentation about this AI? Any blueprints? Schematics?” 

It was the relative again. How did this one manage to get past his defenses? The doctor turned on him suddenly and drew a gun on him. His drones were trained on the young man, but Robotnik wanted to deal with him personally.

Ben Robotnik: Before the young robotnik could reply to his father he felt a sharp pain in his back from the dart. “what was that?” He asks and winches a bit from the pain. His vision started to blur and go fuzzy as he began to lose consciousness. Before he completely lost consciousness he dropped to the ground and stared at the floor. He tried to move but was unable to do so. “Dad… Why?” He asks slowly trying to stay awake.

From his jacket pocket floated out a picture he had grabbed before leaving his last location. The picture was of Christine and Ivo before Ben was born. The teen tried to reach for the photo that laid in between him and his father but the effects of the tranquilizer dart had overwhelmed him and he dropped his hand and head to the ground. The picture was his last resort he had planned to use just before he was hit hoping that too would be enough proof. On the back of the photo there was writing, it seemed to have the date to when the picture was taken.

(OOC) Feel free to add in where the place the Pic was taken and when it was taken if you want.

The doctor rolled his eyes. This boy was very dramatic and irrational for someone who claimed to be his spawn. 

He knelt down and picked up the photo that had fallen out of Ben’s pocket. He examined it for a moment, and when he realized where and when it was taken, he sighed and rubbed his shoulder. Of course. It had to be one of those nights. He remembered this one well. She wasn’t foolish or brave to have gone with him when they met, but an endearing blend of the two. The shut-down theme park, the charred, kudzu-shrouded ruins of Idlecross, the house with the “satanic” altar in it… Robotnik couldn’t help smiling. It was from so many years ago, a time when he could still feel like he was a different person living a different life if he was just drunk enough.

That didn’t confirm this boy’s heritage though. He could have stolen this picture. He could have seen There Will Be Blood and had a “bright” idea. Robotnik shook his head and grabbed Ben by one leg, dragging him out of the lab and down the hall.

The doctor removed one of his gloves and pressed his hand to the pad next to the airlock door. The first door slid open, and he made sure that it was shut tight and locked before he entered the cell. He crossed his arms and stared at Ben. He held up the photo.

Sometimes it’s difficult for people to seek contact with each other because they can feel intimidated by others. Using this meme, you can send the symbols to my askbox that represent to you how intimidating I am to you. This way, it could be more clear to both sides how things are based on these feelings.

(DO NOT feed a Robotnik if it approaches you in the wild! They'll expect food whenever they see a human, and eventually they'll become aggressive and attack children, pets, and the elderly. They are also carry Lyme disease, leprosy, Dutch elm disease, and rabies. Approaching them is NOT recommended, especially if spotted roaming around during the daytime.

If you see a wild Robotnik in your neighborhood, call animal control IMMEDIATELY. Also, please note that it is illegal to own a Robotnik in all fifty states, and that it's impossible to domesticate them due to their combative and territorial nature. Captive Robotniks cannot be reintroduced into the wild and must be euthanized, so please keep this in mind.

"Of course you are!" He smiled and gave him a pat on the head. He was practically beaming with pride. "Technically I didn't beget you like ordinary children, but you are my creation. You are my beloved son, in whom I am well pleased."

It was the relative again. How did this one manage to get past his defenses? The doctor turned on him suddenly and drew a gun on him. His drones were trained on the young man, but Robotnik wanted to deal with him personally.

Benjamin Robotnik: The teen thought about how he could prove he was Robotnik’s son. There were many ways he could prove it but he also didn’t know much about him. “Hm, I see. So you want proof then. Well then maybe you know Christine. She was my mother and talked about how you liked to make robots for a hobby. I don’t know much about you to be honest really.” Ben shrugs as he speaks honestly. “Besides that she said I look like you. If you want my help I can assist in helping make robots and running anything, like be an assistant.” Ben scratches his head some and looks at him and the drones watching them carefully. He sensed that Ivo didn’t believe him yet still even after the information he gave. He honestly wouldn’t blame him though if he didn’t want him and probably had to work hard to earn his trust.

Robotnik’s smile was vicious as he stared him down. “That’s so sweet. You came all the way here, bypassed my security systems, and evaded all of my employees and my machines just to help your dad with his little hobby! Either you’re the worst liar on the planet or the world’s luckiest idiot.”

He tapped out another command, and one of the drones shot Ben in the back with a tranquilizer dart. The others were ready to fire in case one wasn’t enough.

From his jacket pocket floated out a picture he had grabbed before leaving his last location. The picture was of Christine and Ivo before Ben was born. The teen tried to reach for the photo that laid in between him and his father but the effects of the tranquilizer dart had overwhelmed him and he dropped his hand and head to the ground. The picture was his last resort he had planned to use just before he was hit hoping that too would be enough proof. On the back of the photo there was writing, it seemed to have the date to when the picture was taken.

It was the relative again. How did this one manage to get past his defenses? The doctor turned on him suddenly and drew a gun on him. His drones were trained on the young man, but Robotnik wanted to deal with him personally.

Ben robotnik: Ben wasn’t all to amused by his father’s reply but of course one would forget their own child if they had been born to one of many women they had been with. It was normal however for the teen to be forgotten, always being the loner and one left out in school or events. Ben thought for a moment figuring out exactly what he wanted from him. Acknowledgement for sure but what else, all the the kid wanted was a father and/or friend to say look up too. With his mother being dead for a few years now he didn’t have anyone and had been on the search for Robotnik unsure if the man was truly his father for one and if he was, he was the only family Ben had left.

“I’m sorry for coming off rude at first. I was only asking what was on my mind and well trying to get to know you is all. I feel I know you but then I also don’t at the same time. I hope to well, be of use to you and help in any way I can.” He says looking a bit nervous and laughs a little to hide the awkwardness. “I wouldn’t say I’m a miracle nor a disappointment at that but, I feel I have no purpose and I just need someone or thing to give me incentive to have one. Everyone calls me a weirdo and freak for my intellect and such.” A sad look appeared on Ben’s face and he looked down for a moment. He tapped the ground with the front of his shoe for a moment before looking back up at his father waiting for a response or anything really.

Robotnik turned the safety back on his gun and holstered it. He crossed his arms and sighed. This individual, whatever he was, was too pathetic to be an immediate threat to him. Whoever he was working with, however, might be less of a sadsack and more of a legitimate problem. There was only one way to find out, though. He’d find out soon enough what would happen if this boy went missing.