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Who: Adrien “purrfectly in control” Agreste who is totally not Chat Noir, his robot who is totally not Chat Noir-bot, and you.
When: IC: 6/25—6/30, OOC: 4/20—4/30
Where: Around Cerealia. Everywhere they are, you probably don’t want to be.
What: This is a Robot Identity Square. Things that Adrien was prepared for: murder robots. Things that Adrien wasn’t prepared for: murder robots.
Rating/Warning: Rated C for Cat Puns and Pain. Robot death or violence, potentially?!
A. FOWL PROBLEMS
[ what a beautiful day! the aliens are singing, the robots are slowly planning their grand uprising, and that alleyway sure smells like more ass than an alleyway should. … wait, what? yeah, repeating that: that sure is a foul odor, and should you decide to investigate (or perhaps you’ve stumbled upon the scene by accident), you’ll also find that with the odor comes the sound of… sneezing, and some minor yelling.
peeking into the alleyway gets you this particular scene: embarrassing teenage heartthrob adrien “not like this” agreste, struggling as he’s in a chair surrounded by feathers and stinky cheese, currently being recited cat puns by… the voice of himself, apparently. from a tape recorder on the ground.
in the wise words of socrates: the hell is going on here.
click, as the next pun on the recorder queues up. ]
Don't you wish you were more cathletic right meow?
[ and here is adrien, struggling in his chair. ]
You can’t jussssss— [ ACHOO ] —can’t just— [ sniff, achoo. ] —can’t just add those in everywhere! That doesn’t even make any sense!
[ ACHOO.
adrien-bot’s assessment: allergy to feathers (maybe he’ll sneeze to death). check. phrase: “the smell of this cheese might kill me”; smell of cheese potentially fatal. check. improperly placed jokes: also potential cause of death. and if he’s somehow found in this position, maybe the embarrassment would kill adrien too.
basically you’ve just stumbled into the weirdest damn murder attempt ever as a potential accomplice and maybe you should just leave. ]
B. HELP MEOW-T
[ after the chair incident... whether it be setting it up or suffering through it (?), the totally-unrelated-to-any-of-adrien's-struggles superhero chat noir is slinking through town, seemingly looking around attentively for... something!
is he looking for any close buddies to make sure they're safe, or to go yandere on their behinds? is he looking for adrien to finish off the job? is he looking for adrien-bot to make sure he doesn't get the jump on him again?! well, you probably won't know unless you try and talk to him from his position at the top of a tree/the top of his staff/VICIOUSLY PARKOURING OVER THINGS.
just make sure you're not the one he's looking for, okay? unless he ends up being actual chat noir, then that's probably fine. ]
C. crap cRAP CRAP oh right a pun er FURST DEGREE MEOWDER
[ here adrien (?) runs! see adrien run. run adrien run! run from... chat noir (?)? yeah, that sure is a skin-tight suit kitty-ears wearing superhero chasing down his alter ego. but, you sure don't know that, do you? at least both of them are equally concerned with keeping their secret identity a secret.
anyway, maybe you should stay out of the way as chat's extending staff very narrowly misses adrien's feet while they continue their rendition of The Amazing Race: Cerealia Edition. or maybe you should try and help?
but which one is the real one is still up for debate. adrien-bot? chat noir-bot? what does this make the love square anyway if you add robots to the mix... love cube? i hate this series just save someone from getting murdered okay.
especially considering adrien... or adrien bot just tripped. ]
Sorry, but... the game's over, copycat!
[ says chat noir. and adrien, on the ground, can only mumble this in frustration: ]
This is seriously getting old... [ ... ] You know that's not yours!
[ what are they talking about.
who is who.
why does cerealia keep doing this. ]
D. FUR-EE FUR ALL
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When: IC: 6/25—6/30, OOC: 4/20—4/30
Where: Around Cerealia. Everywhere they are, you probably don’t want to be.
What: This is a Robot Identity Square. Things that Adrien was prepared for: murder robots. Things that Adrien wasn’t prepared for: murder robots.
Rating/Warning: Rated C for Cat Puns and Pain. Robot death or violence, potentially?!
A. FOWL PROBLEMS
[ what a beautiful day! the aliens are singing, the robots are slowly planning their grand uprising, and that alleyway sure smells like more ass than an alleyway should. … wait, what? yeah, repeating that: that sure is a foul odor, and should you decide to investigate (or perhaps you’ve stumbled upon the scene by accident), you’ll also find that with the odor comes the sound of… sneezing, and some minor yelling.
peeking into the alleyway gets you this particular scene: embarrassing teenage heartthrob adrien “not like this” agreste, struggling as he’s in a chair surrounded by feathers and stinky cheese, currently being recited cat puns by… the voice of himself, apparently. from a tape recorder on the ground.
in the wise words of socrates: the hell is going on here.
click, as the next pun on the recorder queues up. ]
Don't you wish you were more cathletic right meow?
[ and here is adrien, struggling in his chair. ]
You can’t jussssss— [ ACHOO ] —can’t just— [ sniff, achoo. ] —can’t just add those in everywhere! That doesn’t even make any sense!
[ ACHOO.
adrien-bot’s assessment: allergy to feathers (maybe he’ll sneeze to death). check. phrase: “the smell of this cheese might kill me”; smell of cheese potentially fatal. check. improperly placed jokes: also potential cause of death. and if he’s somehow found in this position, maybe the embarrassment would kill adrien too.
basically you’ve just stumbled into the weirdest damn murder attempt ever as a potential accomplice and maybe you should just leave. ]
B. HELP MEOW-T
[ after the chair incident... whether it be setting it up or suffering through it (?), the totally-unrelated-to-any-of-adrien's-struggles superhero chat noir is slinking through town, seemingly looking around attentively for... something!
is he looking for any close buddies to make sure they're safe, or to go yandere on their behinds? is he looking for adrien to finish off the job? is he looking for adrien-bot to make sure he doesn't get the jump on him again?! well, you probably won't know unless you try and talk to him from his position at the top of a tree/the top of his staff/VICIOUSLY PARKOURING OVER THINGS.
just make sure you're not the one he's looking for, okay? unless he ends up being actual chat noir, then that's probably fine. ]
C. crap cRAP CRAP oh right a pun er FURST DEGREE MEOWDER
[ here adrien (?) runs! see adrien run. run adrien run! run from... chat noir (?)? yeah, that sure is a skin-tight suit kitty-ears wearing superhero chasing down his alter ego. but, you sure don't know that, do you? at least both of them are equally concerned with keeping their secret identity a secret.
anyway, maybe you should stay out of the way as chat's extending staff very narrowly misses adrien's feet while they continue their rendition of The Amazing Race: Cerealia Edition. or maybe you should try and help?
but which one is the real one is still up for debate. adrien-bot? chat noir-bot? what does this make the love square anyway if you add robots to the mix... love cube? i hate this series just save someone from getting murdered okay.
especially considering adrien... or adrien bot just tripped. ]
Sorry, but... the game's over, copycat!
[ says chat noir. and adrien, on the ground, can only mumble this in frustration: ]
This is seriously getting old... [ ... ] You know that's not yours!
[ what are they talking about.
who is who.
why does cerealia keep doing this. ]
D. FUR-EE FUR ALL
[ wildcard! have a specific scenario in mind? just write it up and i'll roll with it. contact me via pm or
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without even thinking, lop rips off his shoulderbag, using the momentum from his sprint to lob it like a (very clumsily-thrown) shotput at chat noir's face. there's about four very heavy library books in that bag. fun. ]
A - are you alright?!
[ he's too startled to actually draw any closer just yet, but at least lop calls out to adrien, shifting nervously on the spot. ]