Tell me now....

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

Characters: Protoman and you!
Setting: Varies!
Format: Action to start, but I can match.
Summary: Protoman investigates his new cagehome.
Warnings: Jerky robot for now. Possibly language.


Dorms - Room 1-02:

[The sleep paralysis wasn't an odd thing - usually Protoman couldn't move for a while after a cold boot started. Systems starting up, diagnostics to make sure everything's in working order, recalibration of things to normal settings. He didn't even notice the sleep paralysis, to be honest. He was weirded out by the bootup, however. Wasn't he fighting his father's new pet project...?

There's a sound of something moving, and Protoman's sitting up sluggishly. His right arm erupts in a rearrangement of metal parts, tearing the fabric of the provided suit up as it reforms into a firearm, pointing at the source of the noise.]

Elsewhere:

[Once he's fully awake and dressed (sans the gun arm, though his shield is on his back), Protoman will explore each floor of the tower in sequence.]

_{(If you use a non-dorm option, just specify a location in the subject line, please! I just didn't wanna write out a ton of mini-blurbs since he'd check out the whole place.)}

Comments

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

"I suppose it does." He gives her an odd look, though it's hidden by the helmet. "I assume that if you come from my world, that you're not from the area I am. Does the name Albert Wily ring any bells with you?"

[begin0peration.livejournal.com]

"None at all~! How about 'Naomitsu Madaraki?' Is that familiar?"

If he says no to not knowing Naomitsu Fran is just going to assume his programming is inefficient.

...or that he's from a different world. Cough.

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

"I am not familiar with that name, no."

It's not inefficient, it's just focused on things that aren't doctors who make creepy stuff.

...wait a minute.