[OPEN] Exquisite dead guy, outside my high-rise apartment.

[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.]

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[reluctantgenius]

Hm.

[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....