[01] put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out

[trashcubes]

Who: Wall-E and YOU!
When: Sunday of course
Where: Residential District
What: A little robot is doing some important work, but in order to get it done, we need to go knocking on some people's doors here.
Rating/Warning: N/A, will update as necessary?



[It's a nice and quiet Sunday, not a lot going on. However, if you have chosen to spend this day relaxing at home, you might be able to hear some noise--or rather, music, coming from somewhere outside of the door of your residence here:]

Put on your Sunday clothes,
There's lots of world out there!
Get out the brilliantine and dime cigars
We're gonna find adventure in the evening air
Girls in white in a perfumed night
Where the lights are as bright as the stars!

[Soon enough, you'll hear a knock upon your door. Upon opening it, you'll be greeted by Wall-E here, who will offer a small wave and do one of two things:

A. Attempt to roll right on past you and go straight into your house, leaving behind a large garbage bin on wheels out in the hallway. He seems to be a robot on a mission, looking around for something. Hopefully you are someone who keeps their trash somewhere out in a noticeable spot, because that's what Wall-E's here for. Otherwise, you might end up having a nosy robot starting to poke around your things when looking for your garbage can here.

or

B. He'll take a second to turn off the music playing, and then starts digging around in a container that he hoists off his back for a moment. Once he finds what he's looking for, he holds it out for you to look at: it looks like a business card that someone was nice enough to put together for him (probably after too many attempts of Plan A made it quickly apparent that he needed a different approach instead of just going into people's houses without proper explanation), stating that he's a "Door to Door Trash Compactor" and that he's here to take care of your garbage for you today.

He'll give you a moment to look at it before he then speaks.]

Traaash?

[Is it okay if he comes inside for a moment to do some cleaning? Or, barring that, if you could bring it out here and he'll take care of it for you right here outside your door?]

Comments

either one!

[dawnsprincess]

[Of all things, why did she have to get a cold? Yona sniffles miserably and tries to go back to sleep, except someone is knocking on the door. And again.]

HAAAAAAAAAAK! [She waits for her guardian to get the door, but he's either deeply asleep (the lucky jerk) or out running errands (more plausible). Yona blows her nose, throws it into the over-flowing trashcan, and forces herself out of bed to answer the door.

She stares out for a minute before looking down.]

Wally? [What is the robot doing here?]

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Yonaaa! [We remember you! You were the nice woman that told us about "archerrie"!

This should make doing his job a lot easier since this is someone who knows us, which might be why he is now going to attempt to stroll right on in without another word.]

also either

[immobileyes]

Huh... Wall-E!

[ Look, here's a familiar face answering the door, and Mary crouches down a little. ]

You're here for the trash...?

[ GUESSING BY THAT TRASH BIN. ]

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[Upon realizing it's a familiar face he's been greeted with, his tone is instantly high with excitement.]

Maryyyy! [It's so good to see you!

At the question, he nods, before he proceeds to try to wheel past her and into her house. Can you show us where you're keeping your trash here?]

B!

[borntorebel]

[It's a rare day off for Leia and she's been enjoying spending time reading a book on the couch by herself. Until the music starts up in the hallway and there's a knock on the door. She sets her book down and walks over to the peephole, expecting to see a person she knows and seeing no one.

Carefully, she reaches for her blaster by the door and opens it, looking in every direction. Down is last and she's thrown by the droid. It's...nothing she's seen before. How strange.

And then a card is thrust up at her and she has a few seconds to read it over before he is requesting her trash.]

You're a trash-droid? That's fine. The trash is in the kitchen, down the hall.

[Guess who's totally used to robots?]

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[He nods, before he rolls onward inside. Before he proceeds any further towards the kitchen, however, he stops and holds up a hand towards her.]

Waalllyy [Hopefully she should be able to guess that it's his name and that he's offering a handshake. It's nice to meet you, Miss.]

A

[helmsplitter]

[Someone is singing outside and Dotanuki pretty much ignores it as he cleans up his sword at the couch until he hears the knock. He leaves his sword, the cleaning kit, and his red helmet on the table and goes to the door. He expects to see a person there, but instead there is trash can.

When he hears gears turning he looks down and spots Wall-E just as he slides past his feet into the apartment.]

The hell? What are you?

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[When Wall-E makes his way into the apartment, that helmet definitely catches his eye, and so the little robot makes a beeline for it. He can't help but be curious looking at it from where it and these other objects sit on the table.]

Oooh...

[He almost seems to forget about the person who owns everything here, even starting to lift up a hand like he's considering the idea of trying to touch that helmet until the question is asked, in which he lowers his arm back down and turns back around to properly face them.]

Waalllyy! [...Or well, he's a "Wall-E" unit as one may or may not notice printed on the robot's chest, but hey, you asked what he was and he answered.]

A!

[cryptologic]

[ Dipper is scouring his CereVice and scurrying furiously in a notebook in preparation for his coming expedition back into the jungle. It's quiet except for the sounds of his own pen-clicking and mumbling, so he hears the music playing outside his door as soon as its within hearing distance. He ignores it for the moment, until it keeps getting closer and a moment later, there's a knock at his door.

He has no idea what to expect when he opens the door, but somehow he's still surprised when he finds a music-playing robot there, like seriously, what the heck? ]

Uhh...can Iiiii help you? [ He doesn't look like a CERES droid OKAY WOW the little guy is just rolling right on in! Okaaaaay then.

Wall-E won't be disappointed looking for trash in Dipper's apartment. After all, he's a twelve-year-old boy living by himself. There's plenty of crumpled up papers, empty soda cans, old take-out boxes and the like waiting to be properly trashed. He was going to get around to it, honestly! But you know, stuff kept coming up, and, well. Apparently there's now a robot here to do the work for him! ]

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[...Wow, where to even start with your apartment here, Dipper. (Though, to be fair, it's not like Wall-E's living space is the cleanest either...)

Wall-E starts poking at the garbage here, even picking up some take-out boxes and opening them, turning them upside down, peering inside momentarily to see if there's anything noteworthy. Once he's deemed that there's nothing of value in them, he opens the door on his chest compartment and... proceeds to start scooping up this stuff off the floor and into the open space in his chest here.

Which, Dipper totally shouldn't have too much of a problem with: it's not like you need these things anymore, right?]

B

[prosecutory]

[After hearing that song playing (and deciding that he'd like for it to stop), Edgeworth opens the door - and sees nothing, until he glances down at the strange little robot on his doorstep. He blinks; this doesn't look like any of the robots he has encountered during his time in the colony. The robot then holds up a business card, which Edgeworth reads silently.

This was new. A trash-collecting robot? A useful invention, to be sure, but this could be someone's prank. There had been robots that oddly targeted people's underwear in the past, but this one seemed straightforward enough. Edgeworth drums his fingers against his hip.]

You collect trash? Is that all you'll be doing? [Why is he talking to a robot? Oh, right, because he has learned that robots can be far more intelligent than he thinks they can be.]

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[(But Edgeworth, why would you want him to stop playing that song? Do you have something against the musical talents of Michael Crawford and Barbra Streisand...?)

The little robot nods in response to his question, before he then sticks a hand up towards him, offering a handshake.]

Waalllyy! [It's nice to meet you, sir.]

A

[keep_hope_alive]

[It's not his apartment that Wall-E goes into, not that Richter has been staying in one. But as a concerned citizen/vigilante super-hero, seeing something tiny roll into an apartment that happened to be open was something of concern.

He wandered into the apartment shortly after Wall-E, checking for tenants and sighing quietly when he finds it empty....save for the trash bin that the tiny robot is now poking through.

Trash robot or not, still breaking and entering. Well, entering at least.

He walks over and picks up the robot.]

Now what do you think you're doing lil' fella?

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[No one answered the door when Wall-E knocked, but the door did open when he pushed it--perhaps someone left in a haste and forgot to properly close the door behind them? Either way, he didn't see a reason to not go ahead and proceed inside--there's nothing wrong with just collecting the trash and leaving, right?

However, the owner of the apartment apparently had something of interest in said trash that gave Wall-E enough pause to dig through it and see if there was anything else worth looking at. Unfortunately, this also left the little robot completely distracted and unable to notice Richter until he's suddenly being lifted into the air: a squeal of surprise and some momentary waving of his arms is what he gets in response before Wall-E turns his eyes to look at the person who picked him up.]

Um... [He retracts inward a little, cautious here upon seeing he's dealing with an unfamiliar person. Who are you and why did you suddenly feel the need to pick us up?]

A

[cresthopes]

[It was hard trying to live by himself, Takeru had to remember so many things to do all at once! He needed to buy groceries, clean the apartment, make sure to go to school and help out the school nurse, take out the trash, make sure that he brushes his teeth every single day, and so on! It was definitely a lot to remember!

So when he and Patamon were in the middle of brushing their teeth, that's when he noticed someone walking into their place. At first, the boy was scared and wondered who might have ventured inside?

As he looked back at his partner, the both of them slowly opened their bathroom door and sneaked around to look for his mysterious intruder]

[trashcubes]

[Well, here's a thing that Takeru seems to have forgotten to do, which is making sure that one's front door is locked or at least not hanging open: you don't want just anyone being able to walk right on in off the streets, do you?

Luckily for you, the music that's playing from the intruder is a dead-giveaway to their location, so you should be able to easily find them. In this case, they're in the kitchen: a lot of other residents he visited so far tend to keep their trash in here, so off to the kitchen he goes!

He's so focused on his task that he probably won't even notice Takeru or Patamon right away, should they come across Wall-E attempting to dig through their trash here...]

B

[testgasm]

[Wheatley is not at all used to having an apartment. He doesn't really know what to do with one, if he's being honest, because back in Aperture he just had a rail.

Having a space of his own is new, and strange, and he really isn't sure how he's supposed to be using it, yet, especially when he doesn't eat or sleep or have bodily functions.

When he opens the door to find WALL-E there, he admits it's a nice surprise, and he leans over, gingerly taking the business card between two fingers.]

Hm?

[It's easy enough to understand what he wants, though Wheatley doesn't exactly produce any of it--mostly by virtue of not eating or sleeping or having bodily functions.]

Oh, I don't--I don't have any trash.

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No? [Wall-E is actually surprised by that, before he then tries to peer past Wheatley to see if he can spot anything that would show otherwise. Unfortunately, he ends up not seeing anything from here, which might be why he then gestures to the area behind Wheatley.

Is it okay if he comes inside to look for a moment anyway, just to be sure?]

B

[good_ideas]

[Even though Shiho knew who as at the door and what to expect thanks to the psychometry, she's not prepared for how cute he is in person.

She puts one hand over her mouth, trying to hold back a smile as she reaches for the business card. (Be strong, Shiho!)]

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[Once she takes the business card, Wall-E gives her a few seconds to look it over before he then holds a hand out to her, an offering of a handshake: it's always important to introduce oneself when meeting someone, right?]

Waallyyy [It's nice to meet you, Miss.]

a!

[undauntingdawn]

[the last thing riku expects when opening the door is a robot. even less expected is that robot rolling on in like he owns the place and rummaging through his stuff. yeah, sure, come on in and make yourself at home.

he arches an eyebrow, appearing almost amused by these antics. the unexpected guest is not really doing anything, aside from messing up some semi-organized belongings. ...what IS the robot even trying to do? going off the trash can, the goal may be to find some trash? maybe? but please stop messing with his things, mr. robot.]

For a thief, you're really not all that good at it.

[riku doesn't actively think wall-e is a thief; he's just being a butt. that's what uninvited guests get.]

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Thief...?

[Wall-E finally seems to properly focus on Riku for the first time since entering the apartment upon hearing the word. He turns his attention away from the trash can, tilting his head a little here. Does he really seem like a thief here?

(...There is a possibility that Wall-E might not be entirely sure of what that even means, considering how there was never a need to be concerned about the idea of "stealing" back home, but even so, it didn't sound like a good thing to be referred to as all the same.)]

b!

[dereban]

[ This comes to Inaba as no surprise, considering how much technology there is in CERES. However, she does realize that the robot isn't one that matches the stuff around here, so... is this robot like almost everyone else in this colony? ]

Actually, I kind of threw out everything before you came here. [ She likes keeping her apartment nice and tidy and without utilizing the "help" that's given to her. ] Sorry. That song you were playing though is nice.

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Oh... [At first, he's very disappointed to hear that she's already taken care of her trash for today. What a shame.

However, at the mention of the song, he makes another "oh!" sound, this time sounding very pleased as he starts fiddling with the controls on his body here, turning the volume back on and up again as Barbra Streisand as Dolly can be heard singing cheerfully--]

Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!

[As the song plays, he's watching Inaba with interest, gauging like how one might when introducing someone to their favorite movie and the like. Is the music too loud? Do you want to hear it in it's entirety? Should he play a different song?]

Hope you dont mind a late tag!

[zombiedude]

[Music coming from outside his door isn't something Nico expects to hear here in Cerealia, so he's already getting up and going to his door to see what's going on when there's a knock.

He opens it and... in rolls a little robot. He watches it roll in with confusion.] Uh... [Maybe it's someone's Cybuddy that got lost?

Then the robot pokes at the box that holds his collection of Mythomagic stuff. Nico hurries over to pick it up.] Hey, don't touch that!

oh I don't mind at all! it's never too late for tags with me

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[Wall-E retracts his hand from the box when Nico rushes over to pick up, wheeling back a little to give him space.]

Oh... oh-kay...

[...And then he starts to roll off further into the apartment, potentially looking for something else to poke at. (You've got a kitchen somewhere around here, people tend to keep their boxes of trash in there, so that's probably a good place to go...)

Sorry Nico, it seems like you've got a very curious robot on your hands here.]