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mettatronic[In a pavilion in Arcrion, there stands an android.
A stopped android.
The lights behind its eyes are dull, and it's just begun to gather sparrows - which have been polite enough not to do more than simply fly on, chatter to pals, and fly off so far, at least.
The reason? Mettaton's battery has registered in the rest of his body's system as having run out. He doesn't know it yet, because he's, well, unconscious, and he didn't anticipate it, because that isn't supposed to happen anymore.
He'll conk back on soon enough - but in the meantime!
Have anything in mind to do with the 'bot? Watch and wait for developments? Fiddle with it? Pose it, draw on its face, or what have you? Whatever you might do, you'll probably see movement on its part a short way in.]
A stopped android.
The lights behind its eyes are dull, and it's just begun to gather sparrows - which have been polite enough not to do more than simply fly on, chatter to pals, and fly off so far, at least.
The reason? Mettaton's battery has registered in the rest of his body's system as having run out. He doesn't know it yet, because he's, well, unconscious, and he didn't anticipate it, because that isn't supposed to happen anymore.
He'll conk back on soon enough - but in the meantime!
Have anything in mind to do with the 'bot? Watch and wait for developments? Fiddle with it? Pose it, draw on its face, or what have you? Whatever you might do, you'll probably see movement on its part a short way in.]
