I am in talks with Disney about directing a full-length Robotnik feature film. Nothing is set in stone but do note that they are all very impressed with the character designs. Some were a bit skeptical about a scene in the script where Robotnik's huge cock transforms into a giant metal pteranodon that swoops down on wings of fire, spears the harmless citizens of Pacifist Village like little people-kabobs and proceeds to violate their corpses with a thousand writhing mechanical tentacle penises, but they were dealt with.

They did not make it home that night.

I will naturally be lending my beautiful voice to the part of Robotnik in Long John Baldry's unfortunate absence (as he is the only character in the film with dialogue).

The majority of the budget is reserved for prostitutes for myself and the crew, beverages and exotic oils, that we will be rubbing all over each other, long into the night.

And a jacuzzi.

It will be the smash hit of 2012.