[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?]

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. ]

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.]

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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?]

[immobileyes]

... There are a lot of them. Is that okay?

[ Sure, he can come in! ]

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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[He nods--don't worry, that's perfectly okay with him!

Once he's inside though, he does stop momentarily to glance around. To be honest, the inside of your living space is probably nicer looking than his at the moment, so he can't help but be a little curious, looking at everything that might be on display here.

...He might need a reminder of what it is that he's supposed to be here for before he'll actually get to work.]

[immobileyes]

[ It's probably a motley assembly of her things, Zara's things, and Natalia's things right now... her old apartment was long gone. Mary smiles, though, as he pauses. ]

Do you need me to show you where?

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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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.]

[borntorebel]

[She looks down at the little droid and can't help but smile. He reminds her a little of Artoo.

She bends down and takes the extended limb in her hands and gives it a gentle shake.]

Hello, Wally. I am Leia. It's nice to make your acquaintance.

[Be nice to droids. They are extremely invaluable.]

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.]

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?

[dawnsprincess]

[Yona steps aside, happy to let the little robot in, albeit still extremely confused.] What are you doing here? Is everything all right?

[Not being an expert in robot body language, Yona can't tell if Wall-e is heading straight in because of confidence ... or if he's hurriedly trying to hide. Between the chaos of the past few weeks and the ick she feels from being sick, she immediately assumes the worst.]

[trashcubes]

[It's a shame that Wall-E hadn't run into her during that time spent in the jungle, otherwise he might not have had as hard of a time as he did out there... but really, the less said about the experience, the better.

At her question, he nods in response, taking a second to lower the volume of the music he's been playing. Don't worry, he's alright! He's just here to do his job... but first, he's gotta find where you're keeping your trash, so now the little robot is looking around this living space here, moving over and poking at a few things here and there.

Hopefully, Yona doesn't mind having a robot investigating her stuff here, does she?]

[trashcubes]

Oh!

[At that, he nods eagerly. That would be very appreciated: please, by all means, lead the way!]

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Leiiiaaa?

[The name comes out sounding a little funny at first, but it looks like he's doing his best here to try to show that he's going to remember it, committing it to memory.

He then points a hand down towards the hall. You said that the kitchen was somewhere down this way, right?]

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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.]

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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.]

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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?]

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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]

[helmsplitter]

[OHHHH NOOOOO-- Oh wait, the brown rolling thing stopped before it touched the helmet. Dotanuki was about to yell at it to stay away, but it stopped on its own. It's a...robot?

The sword looks outside at the trash can, then closes the door and turns back to the little robot. Dotanuki tilts his head at the answer, finally noticing the name on its chest. Handy.]

Wally? [Well, that does answer his question.] What do you want? You're not one of CERES's things, are you?

[borntorebel]

Yes, I'm Leia.

[She can't help but smile fondly. There weren't droids this primitive in operation in her galaxy except on the farthest reaches of the Outer Rim planets, but at least he seems to have a learning AI installed.

When he points, she nods and stands up.]

Yes, the kitchen is just down that way. Feel free.