“That loathesome Bandicoot will be here any moment now... And soon... Soon I’ll be the victor...” Secluded in the highest tower of his castle, Cortex had been tinkering away at an old invention of his, his hoverboard. He was preparing for the showdown that would be him against his creation, Crash Bandicoot. He’s kept his eyes out, and he knows that the kooky marsupial was only minutes away now. Perfect. All he needed to do was sort a few bugs out of his little ride and he’d be out the window, ready to fight. ...Honestly though, he should do some tweaking to that ray gun of his, but the idea fails to cross his mind.
He’s perched himself on a chair before his workstation, legs kicking around eagerly in his seat. Oh, he could see the outcome now. He’d blast that nuisance out of the sky and be done with him. Then, he’d start over, ready to make a new general for his commandos. The very idea tickled him so much, he burst into a fit of giggles, nearly dropping his screwdriver in the process. “Oh, what should I send into the vortex next~? Well, there’s that Dingo I have ready and waiting...” A few more twists and... “There!” Scooping it up in his hands, he stands on the chair and leaps down with relative caution and ease. One step, two steps... “AH!” And he’s been startled quite badly, nearly dropping his precious hovercraft in the process. What startled him? The rather tall android that’s been in the room for a while now.
Cortex opens his mouth to say something, anything really, but finds himself baffled at the sight. After getting a better grip on his creation, he pinches at his beard with a free hand. “Hm... Never saw Brio as the type to tinker around with robots...” He mumbles, cautiously approaching the figure. “Curious... Oh, I shouldn’t be wasting my time with this! I have a pest problem I need to take care of.” Dismissively, he waves a hand at them, not giving a second thought to the possibility of it being sentient.
@cephalone
