[Yup, he's still here, hopelessly lost and drifting around aimlessly, wearing an expression of disapproval. He's keeping a baleful eye out for the crazies that went after him before. It would be too much to ask that any one of his own men would appear, of course... At this moment, he'd even welcome a Hunter just for the sake of conversational ( Read more... )

[oh hai there dressing room, look who has finally shown his woody self around here. Although he does look very worried by the sudden change in locale he's doing his best to hide it as he's resting in one of the many odd hallways of this place.]

I hope everyone is alright... [mostly said to himself, but any conversation would be loved.]

[So here's an uncommon sight - a human wandering around the hallways. He has flawless skin, fine cheekbones, and perfectly styled hair - although that particular manner in which it's styled, the particular colors it's dyed in, and that particular self-centered gleam in his eyes might be very familiar indeed to those here. Not to mention that his ( Read more... )

[It's raining quite hard, and Heat Man is taking refuge under a tree, awkwardly trying not to move too much and... protect the kittens inside his lid?!

There's something scorched not so far from him, which used to be an umbrella. The moment poor Heat sneezed, it spontaneously burst into flames.]

[Flash Man's just sitting and reading over some files in hand. He's checking something off with a pencil, mumbling to himself.]

Blocky...Sniper Armour...Crazy Cannon... oi, speak up when you're called. Come o--

[...and he pauses, staring at the room around him.]

...the hell is this?

[Hey, dressing room. Have a crazy ol' coot finally emerge from his lab, ready to take a break from his project, blinking at the 'light' in the halls- all that white and nothing to break it up!- and noting the near-silence that's settled on them]

Hmmm.

[a narrowing of his eyes. He reaches back inside the room, grabs his trusty Giant Wrench (tm), ( Read more... )

Hey, this isn't outside. And it's definitely not anywhere familiar. Sniff sniff. The place smells weird too. How did it get from a place it knows to one it doesn't? There was no carrier and no Quick, which were always around when they went far away. Maybe it can find Quick and he can take it back? And maybe he'll have apples to eat too ( Read more... )

[It seems that Heat's found the sauna he and the other Heat were looking for. It's not as if he would be sitting in any old room, his armor, helmet, and protective suit, joints exposed for the world to see. He's wearing a small towel around his waist, so for anyone else wanting to use the sauna, the trauma's not immediate. Just imminent ( Read more... )

[A reploid with white armor drifts along the hallways, about a foot off the ground. His elbows rest in the palms of his hands, arms crossed over his chest. A miasma of bratty smugness clings around his shoulders, at the edges of his mouth in his coy smile, and in the arrogant way he holds his body as he moves- rigid and straight as a board. His ( Read more... )

Axl pops out of the air duct, landing with an unceremonious thunk on the ground. He gets up, brushes himself off and crosses his arms ( Read more... )