Mister Robotnik
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Thraxis Would fall from wherever he was Floating at that time... bellows of high pitched laughter escaping his toothy demonic Maw, ever delighted by the shenanigans..."that.. That was Priceless" he says, wiping a acidic tear from his eye.. "Let the Poor creature down, he is merely doing what he is Meant to do, if you want to be Angry, be Angry at whomever created him. " he says, wondering if Jester still has that "Property of Dra'Mogar'Thraxis" brand on his Tush, that he put there...