12-11-2016, 10:45 AM
How long had he been in the Omniverse?
At this point, Proto Man was certain that he’d spent more time in this strange place than in the world of his birth. His time spent roaming the United States felt like ancient history compared to his time toiling around in the Tangled Green, Pale Moors, or the Endless Dunes. How long had it been since Coruscant? Proto Man disliked many parts of the Empire, but his trek through the Omniverse had shown there were just as worse—blights, dictators, and monsters innumerable.
Now he was somewhere in the Vasty Deep.
His internal systems were operational and free from any malfunctions, despite the residual soreness in his joints. The ceramic titanium would take longer to heal than the internal circuitry. A look at the time-lapse showed that months had passed since the sand dunes. How much of that time had he spent inert and unresponsive? How long had someone left him in that little building?
The Omniverse waits for no one, not even a little red android with a head full of dreams and fists full of fire.
Outside the hut, the sky was a lovely shade of blue. A bright sun shined down from overhead, and while Proto Man didn’t experience temperatures like a human, the numbers on his overview told him that the climate was wonderful by organic standards. Down on the beach, waves lazily crashed against the sand.
The preteen machine reached up and slid off his helmet. He felt no different with it on or off, but the little bit of wind was nice. He held the helmet in his hand for a brief moment as he stood near the threshold of the little building. After a pause, he left it behind as he made his way from the hut to the edge of the teeny cliffs that overlooked the beaches.
He made it a few yards when he heard the sound of oversized shoes smacking against the ground. Turning slowly, Proto Man smiled faintly at the sight of the humanoid mouse jogging toward him. When their eyes met, the two paused briefly before rushing to embrace one another.
After the prolonged hug, Proto Man smiled. “You fished me out of the water?”
Mickey nodded his head. “We thought we’d need to find Prince Charming to wake you up,” he chuckled as he looked out to the picturesque beach.
At this point, Proto Man was certain that he’d spent more time in this strange place than in the world of his birth. His time spent roaming the United States felt like ancient history compared to his time toiling around in the Tangled Green, Pale Moors, or the Endless Dunes. How long had it been since Coruscant? Proto Man disliked many parts of the Empire, but his trek through the Omniverse had shown there were just as worse—blights, dictators, and monsters innumerable.
Now he was somewhere in the Vasty Deep.
His internal systems were operational and free from any malfunctions, despite the residual soreness in his joints. The ceramic titanium would take longer to heal than the internal circuitry. A look at the time-lapse showed that months had passed since the sand dunes. How much of that time had he spent inert and unresponsive? How long had someone left him in that little building?
The Omniverse waits for no one, not even a little red android with a head full of dreams and fists full of fire.
Outside the hut, the sky was a lovely shade of blue. A bright sun shined down from overhead, and while Proto Man didn’t experience temperatures like a human, the numbers on his overview told him that the climate was wonderful by organic standards. Down on the beach, waves lazily crashed against the sand.
The preteen machine reached up and slid off his helmet. He felt no different with it on or off, but the little bit of wind was nice. He held the helmet in his hand for a brief moment as he stood near the threshold of the little building. After a pause, he left it behind as he made his way from the hut to the edge of the teeny cliffs that overlooked the beaches.
He made it a few yards when he heard the sound of oversized shoes smacking against the ground. Turning slowly, Proto Man smiled faintly at the sight of the humanoid mouse jogging toward him. When their eyes met, the two paused briefly before rushing to embrace one another.
After the prolonged hug, Proto Man smiled. “You fished me out of the water?”
Mickey nodded his head. “We thought we’d need to find Prince Charming to wake you up,” he chuckled as he looked out to the picturesque beach.