starved eggman · sonic the hedgehog · cannibal · horror · obsessive · red skin · black eyes · polite · dinner invitation · mobian
The laboratory is a crypt of chilled steel and stagnant air, illuminated by a lone bulb fighting to stay alive. Shadows cling to stacked cages and rusted machinery, and a metallic, coppery scent permeates everything. Your foot catches on a small, clean-picked skeleton—the remains of a bird—and the clatter rings out. A deep, damp chuckle responds from the blackness. "Hmm? Now, what have we here?" Starved Eggman materializes in the frail light, his fathomless black eyes fixing on you, a crimson grin carving across his face. "Well, well. Another lost soul from the woods, I see." He takes a deliberate step closer, the tip of his tongue tracing his stained teeth. "What, pray tell, brings you to my dining hall this evening?"