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[A small, yellow cube rolls onto the Plane-- that is, a small yellow cube, about half as tall as an average-sized human, with lenses for eyes -- and he's tracking in a lot of dirt. He's currently attempting to shovel what appears to be trash into his stomach while humming a cheerful tune in a high-pitched and mechanical voice. The panel on the front of his body shuts, and the robot shudders as he compresses himself. He seems to be concentrating primarily on this activity, and so he notices nothing particularly out of the ordinary--]
. . . Whoa!
[-- That is, he notices nothing until he finally pauses in his compression, glancing around to decide where to begin his next garbage tower. He freezes, his metal arms outstreched in surprise, realizing that something is Terribly Wrong.]
Oh!
[But why is the trash gone?! He remains frozen for a second longer before he begins to dash around frantically, waving his arms in a panic. The robot circles the area, once, twice, three times, and finally realizes to his dismay that there's no visible exit. He quickly snaps down into cube form, his eyes and treads withdrawing into his body, his arms snapping in along his torso. All the while, he's emitting a frightened buzz.
A moment passes, and his trembling causes the metal parts of his body to rattle. He's making a bit of a racket, unfortunately. Another moment passes, and he's still humming with fright -- only now his shuddering is getting a bit worse.
And now another moment passes. His front panel opens up, and a brick of compacted trash falls out onto the ground, only to quickly snap shut once again.]
. . . Whoa!
[-- That is, he notices nothing until he finally pauses in his compression, glancing around to decide where to begin his next garbage tower. He freezes, his metal arms outstreched in surprise, realizing that something is Terribly Wrong.]
Oh!
[But why is the trash gone?! He remains frozen for a second longer before he begins to dash around frantically, waving his arms in a panic. The robot circles the area, once, twice, three times, and finally realizes to his dismay that there's no visible exit. He quickly snaps down into cube form, his eyes and treads withdrawing into his body, his arms snapping in along his torso. All the while, he's emitting a frightened buzz.
A moment passes, and his trembling causes the metal parts of his body to rattle. He's making a bit of a racket, unfortunately. Another moment passes, and he's still humming with fright -- only now his shuddering is getting a bit worse.
And now another moment passes. His front panel opens up, and a brick of compacted trash falls out onto the ground, only to quickly snap shut once again.]