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

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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?]

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[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?]

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[Strange reaction. He was expecting the tiny bot to start playing some kind of recording asking him to put him down, or maybe even emit some kind of electric current as self defense. He wasn't expecting flailing and hiding, though the moment he caught a glimpse of Wall-E, he had to admit the little guy was kinda cute.]

Aww, now ain't you just precious. But breaking and entering is still a crime lil' fella.

[He takes a gander around the room and finds nothing really broken.]

Well, maybe in this case it's more trespassing. Now, what are you doing here?

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[...Well, you went "aww" at us and typically people who do that are not threats, which might be why Wall-E's eyes peek back out from the top of his body here, even extending an arm back out as he point to the trash nearby. He's here for that.

If just pointing isn't enough, he also takes a second to think of how best to explain what he's doing here, before he settles on a word.]

Diiirrrective. ["Directive"--he's doing a task that he's been assigned to do.]

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[He follows the pointing to the trash, putting two and two together when he mentions directive. Another way to say purpose or command.]

Directive, eh? Still doesn't mean we can stay here pal, so...

[He hoists Wall-E onto his shoulder before moving to pick up the sack of trash then walking out of the door. Not before he locks it then close.

Once they're out in the clear, he puts the bot down and places the garbage next to him.]

There you go, lil' fella. Now why did you want this?

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[Well, Richter has probably caught on by now that Wall-E has some limited speech capabilities here, so saying what he needs it for might be difficult, but, perhaps he can answer by showing?

So, he answers that by... opening the trash bag, digging through it momentarily as if checking for something. There are one or two items placed aside and out of the way, but everything else? He opens the door on his chest compartment and begins shoving this stuff into the empty space there. Once he's gathered enough trash, the door closes and he starts making a loud rumbling noise, before opening the door and out comes the trash, now packed together in a compact cube shape. He picks it up and holds it up for the other to look at.]

Tada!

[There's a trash bin on wheels out in the hallway that is presumably where he's going to be putting this, but this is basically what he's for today: taking out the trash and compacting it to make it easier for transport over to the dump.]

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[He watches the little robot work it's magic, an intrigued and slightly amused hum coming from him as he studies the garbage block.]

Ohhh that's a...convenient trick. [He picks up the block, tossing it around in his hands as he studies it.] So you're like a mobile garbage disposal unit. Interesting....though I have to say, you don't look like the other bots here--

[He studies the robot further, noticing the name on his lower section.]

-Wall-E. You look a lot friendlier.

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[He nods, happy to see that he's impressed this person here.

...At hearing his name though, this reminds him that he hasn't given a proper introduction here yet, has he? He makes a noise of surprise before he sticks his hand out towards the other, as if offering a handshake.]

Waalllyy! [...Considering that his hands were touching garbage just a second ago, shaking his hand might not be a desirable thing to do for most, but at least he doesn't actually have anything disgusting stuck to his hand at the moment?]

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[Good thing this guy isn't afraid of germs, besides it's not like there was anything gooey and disgusting in that. He gives and amused chuckle before reaching to shake the tiny robots hand.]

Trevor Grant. Nice to meet you Wally.

[Weird introducing himself to a robot, but there's a first for everything.]

So I'm assuming you're going to be doing this the whole day?

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[Wall-E nods, before a thought then occurs to him as he then points at Trevor.]

Tr...traaash?

[Do you have any trash at your apartment that needs to be taken care of?]

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Trash? Hmmm...

[He thinks about it for a moment, seeing as how he almost never uses the apartment since coming back he's sure there shouldn't be trash there.]

Sorry buddy, but I don't think I've got any garbage there. I haven't been home much these days to leave garbage around.

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Oh...

[...He sounds strangely disappointed about this. (How dare you not have any garbage lying around your house for us to collect--I mean, clean up??)]

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Sorry bud, but if you're really interested in cleaning up I could think of a few things you can do. You might even be able to help a bunch of folks out. [Or get over worked. He'll just not mention that.] What do you say?

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Oh?

[That certainly gets Wall-E's attention, nodding in interest now. What is it that you want us to do?]

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I guess that's my answer.

[He chuckles in amusement.]

Have you given thought to working at the shopping district? You can go from shop to shop and help clean their garbage out, lay them out neatly so they can be taken to the dump afterwards.

[He pauses to think, humming to himself.]

Well, it might be hard to explain that to people if they're skeptical of you.

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[Oh, that's not a bad idea actually. He'd be happy to take care of the shopping district too!

But... he tilts his head a little. Does he really seem like the suspicious sort? Maybe he should find a way to let people know what he does, or write it down somewhere for people to see...]

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[He finds Wall-E extremely fascinating. A robot that acts as a human.]

Or maybe it's a robot who became human?

[He whispers to himself.]

You should make a sign, or a card that you can hand out for people to read. You look friendly enough so I don't think people would really second guess you if introduced yourself politely.

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Um... oh-kayyy...

[He can try doing that! He just has to find something to write with and something to write on...

...Does Wall-E even know how to write with a pencil or pen? He has been able to write his name on objects by using a built-in laser in the past, but that's... probably not a good idea to use here...]

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You sound....uncertain, all of a sudden.

[And maybe a little terrified.]

What's buggin you?