One strap... two strap... three... all bundled up. Rotor was in his stray jacket and tied down to the chair that stood in the middle of the room. As he watched his freedom fighter friends who had secured him walk away, a sinister smile began to come over his face.
He hopped over to his desk and plugged his jigsaw in the outlet with his legs. He then leaned over to it and used his feet to turn it on. The blades sliced through the thick material of the jacket. He pulled one arm free and tears out of the jacket.
"FREE!", he yelled.
He then runs over to the nuke he had been building and begins activating it. His evil plans were once again back on track. Nothing could stop him now, he thought. "My bomb shelter is waiting for me... first I shall blow up knothole, then eat some pumpkin pie, then take a dump, and then finally challenge Robotnik to a game of Chinese checkers", he said to himself, followed by a sinister laugh. "I'm so sexy!"
Just as he was preparing to engage his weapon, the door slams open.
fine i'll do one