He did.
[ I’m going to hell for laughing at that. ]
The gas was enough to stall him. Pressing his robe’s arm against his eyes, he grumbled quietly, dealing with the new gas as it came down upon him. Dedede bit down hard, a hiss escaping. By the time he was able to open his eyes once more, he was looking down an empty hall. “WHERE ARE YA!? TAKE YOUR LUMPS!!!”He gave chase, but Eggman wasn’t hiding from him. No; the penguin felt as if he had been challenged. His head lowered as his hammer heightened. How badly he wanted to reach the guy now. He ran forward, accepting the fight.
POUND. POUND. POUND. His actions didn’t seem effective, but the penguin was determined. POUND. POUND. POUND. He was hammering so blindly and wildly, fueled by collected anger. POUND POUND POUND. He slowed— panting. “You… won’t… YOU CAN’T HIDE FROM ME.” POUND POUND CREAKKKKK. There was a dent… POUND POUND POUND POUND POUND.
Either he’d break through, or burn out. He was getting sore and tired from this excessive hammering… But his body was in auto-pilot. Another dent. Then another and another. And he kept coming. “COME. OUT. AND. LET. ME. HURT. YOU!!”
*Eggman sat patiently within his safe haven, watching as notifications popped up notifying him of the denting armor. He honestly couldn’t believe it. This had been the same armor he used to construct the fabled Death Egg robot, something that he considered to be one of his strongest creations.
Although weaponless, he still had a few options before him. The robotic shield had arms; perhaps he could disarm the king of his hammer, or force him into some form of submission…? The former seemed the most plausible of the two.
If only Dedede had been near Sonic when he blew his cap.*
Dedede, your highness, I do apologize for the day you had endured. But this senseless attacking won’t do you too much good.
*The robots arm raised up, grabbing the hammer as it swung down*
Eventually you’re going to need to calm down. Think about everyone elses well beings, at the very least Escargoon’s.
(Source: doceggman)
Dedede saw red. Only red. The ground where his hammer had landed no longer had tiles, but instead was reduced to rubble. He hoisted the mallet back upon his shoulder, and with trembling palms turned back to Eggman. The doctor was red. Everything was red. This monarch was the bull— irritated by the very sight of that color.There was smoke, it caused him to begin gagging, as well as stop in place. “Heheheh…” A hand placed itself on the penguin’s belly. He was laughing. Tears came up; but he kept laughing. “Heahaha~.” But, the demon was still inside… Suddenly, his laughter picked up; it sounded rather diabolical. He picked up his hammer. ““Hahaha! AHAHAHA!” He laughed like a mad man, slowly trailing to the doctor with his hammer up high. “HEHEHE… STEAL MY CASTLE. PRICK MY NECK. HEHEHE! LET ME RETURN THE FAVOR!” It was lucky Dedede’s swings were so slow, but again he was aiming for the doctor who so rudely threw these things at him.
*This was NOT going the way he planned. Scrambling to his feet and away from the penguin once more, he quickly made mental notes of the remaining defenses he had.
There weren’t very many.
He quickly slammed in a combination of keys on his wrist computer, the pink gas turning a light shade of blue.*
How much of this can you honestly take…?! How did they even stop you the first time!?!
*There was one last trick up his sleeve. He darted for a smashed window, jumping out of it only to return in none other than the Egg-mobile. Rigged into mechanical body armor made in Eggman’s visage, no less.*
Alright, King! This is it, my ace in the hole. Swing away all you like, you won’t be able to make a scratch! *It was truly his last hope on the matter. The machine had no weapons of note, it’s main purpose serving only as glorified armor designed to take in as many impacts as feasibly possible. The doctor simply hoped it would work.*
(Source: doceggman)
He did.
[ I’m going to hell for laughing at that. ]
Shame you aren’t my Sonic then, eh? Then again, I think seeing my Sonic so reliant on Shadow would be a bit bothersome.
*He grinned*
‘Hold himself up’ as it were.
(Source: doceggman)
Anonymous asked: *flops around like a fish* NO. I'M A FISH.
….Verrry well then! Be what you wish!
tohakathenut asked: ((is it bad that i play another classic sonic and i follow you))
((Not at all, “the more the merrier” as my muse once said. Which Classic do you play?))
E-everyd-day I t-trust t-taking these p-pills l-less and luh-less…
Ray, I have no qualm with you. I wouldn’t induce any harm upon you for multiple reasons, so don’t worry.
Anonymous asked: YOU ARE A PORKCHOP.
And you’re an idiot!
Brilliant, sir.
Chopping off his legs myself would be a delight.~
Hell, afterwards we could beat him with them if that were to float your boat.
(Source: doceggman)
That’s just sick.
To you, maybe.