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arimoi2017-03-12 07:33 pm
mettatronic) wrote in arimoi2017-03-12 07:33 pm
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[OPEN] Exquisite dead guy, outside my high-rise apartment.
[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.]
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[What an interesting fixture in this city is what Hanbei might've said... but it seems out of place here, if he has any room to judge that sort of thing. The yellow mouse riding atop his opposite shoulder from the pack slung over it gives one of the metal "statue's" arms a curious prod with a stubby-fingered forepaw.]
What do you think this is Pikachu?
Pikaaaa....
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Continues to be, for the moment, an out-of-place statue, alas.
Have a next move, gentlefolk?]
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Pika- Pika...chu~...!
[And waving its paws happily at its partner down below (which isn't freakishly high), yes it is.]
Heh, just be careful up on that thing...!
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The quote-unquote statue's head's starting to move its head in spite of the 'Mon on top of it in small tilts and turns, as if it's a person just starting to stir in their sleep.
You might want to think fast, Pikachu!]
Sorry about the wait!
No you're not supposed to do that, come here...!
[Hanbei reaches for his partner in case the... thing has a poor reaction to waking up with a mouse on their head, but it's proving difficult to amend between (possibly) the height and the Pokemon's grip.]
No worries! And shoot, I'm sorry that this is a little late coming right back!
Snap.
And the thing itself begins to raise its arms. One high - straight up - and the other crossing over it, wrist-to-elbow. It straightens and bends its back some, throws its head back - sorry, Pikachu - before its eyes pop back open.
Now lit a hot, hot pink in the irises.
It lets out a sort of humming half-assed beginning of a yawn - but still doesn't seem, well, quite in the now. If you and/or your partner have a particular reaction to these developments, Hanbei, go on - if not, feel free to skip turn, as they say!]
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Um... hello?