E-123 Omega. The strongest E-Series robot ever created, the one robot Eggman created that he truly fears. His current occupation?
Clutching the kitchen counter in team Dark's apartment, trembling as he tried his best to keep himself from collapsing.
"ERROR-- ERROR-- ERROR--" He repeated over and over, an unbearable pain from deep within preventing him from computing what in the world was going on. Nothing made sense: his processor was overheating from trying to comprehend the pain, his body wouldn't stop trembling from barely having enough power to stand, yet somehow having an overload of energy at the same time. Everything hurt, everything hurt, everything hurt-
I NEED TO LET ME OUT. The small thought came through with no indication of whether it was from the flicky, the program or that strange grey area between them, but Omega wasn't about to question the one coherent thought he had had in hours. Letting go of the counter, he almost immediately fell onto his side, but that didn't stop him. Omega started shakily tearing his own chest in a desperate attempt to stop the pain.
He ripped off metal plating, wires and other components in order to open up himself, ignoring the damage pings he was getting from doing this. Omega threw these torn up parts all over the kitchen floor, in too much pain to care about what Shadow and Rouge were going to say.
Finally, Omega exposed what he was trying to "let out": a small blue flicky with so much life support hooked up to him that it was concerning. Omega shakily took the feeding tube out of the bird's mouth... His mouth? Omega couldn't think right now. He quickly took the bird... Himself... Out, but he was gentle enough that none of the cables connecting the two were damaged.
Suddenly, the bird heaved, sending a tremendous shot of pain through both of their/his bodies, causing the robot to drop the bird due to the immense pain. Damnit, why did it hurt so bad? The bird vomited onto the floor a couple more times, forcing both bodies to convulse violently every time he heaved.
After a concerning amount of puke, and a couple dry heaves, both bodies went limp, looking at each other. Looking at himself. The flicky could see through both his and the program's eyes, and vise versa for the program. Or was this just Omega looking at himself through two perspectives? He still couldn't tell if he was the bird or the program or both or neither. They could both think independently, but sometimes they would mistake their own thoughts for the other, sometimes neither of them could figure out which of them had the last thought, sometimes the thoughts came from the link between the bird and program instead of either source. They could feel the same pain, see the same thing.
The other badniks never had this problem. They were either the animal controlling the robot body like Orbot and Cubot, or the program itself with no influence from the power source, like Metal Sonic. Why didn't Omega have a line? Was he an AI and a bird that got far too muddled together, or a robot with multi personality disorder?
Omega curled up the robot, and cried through the bird.