WEEK 3

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Karolina and Mulan are dead. The first, and hopefully the last, deaths of your stay here. Hopefully their deaths won't be in vain. Your third week here starts on a solemn note, and the mood here has taken on a significant downward spiral. If it's any consolation (it isn't), you'll find that you have two new floors to explore...even if one of those floors has about twenty STAY OUT signs nailed to it.

23 guests remain.]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

{ooc: Don't forget to turn in your week 2 AC! As we're now officially in full murdergame mode, AC from here on out is extended till Thursday.}

Comments

[aboyandhiscar]

[Mike blinks in surprise at the sudden song--it's a bit too old school for him to recognize, but the song gets across perfectly. At first he just quietly listens (it's pretty catchy!) then he lets out a laugh, tapping a foot along to it.]

Oooh, I getcha. Never heard that motto myself, but those folks have the right idea. Start of a new week, so you're putting your best foot--uh, wheel, forward. I think you're nailing it!

[trashcubes]

[WALL-E makes a pleased noise upon hearing that, even taking it's hat and moving it up and down like you'd see a dancer do on Broadway in time to the beat of a song like the one currently playing.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[thank goodness for this pure bot. Make lightly applauds, grinning.]

And you're hitting all the right notes. Shoot, I oughta have you teach me some moves.

[trashcubes]

[Oh, what about this? WALL-E sways side to side momentarily, before the robot then holds it's hands out and spins in a circle without moving from the spot it had been standing in.]

[aboyandhiscar]

Woah, dude!

[this bot has SKILLS. Mike is continuously impressed. A beat, and then he spins on the heel of his boot, trying to mimic him. Not nearly as clean a spin though since, ya know, human.]

Oof, can't pull that off as good as you, little guy.

[trashcubes]

[No no, that was still good! WALL-E claps their hands together in approval upon watching Mike spin too!]

[aboyandhiscar]

[Mike snickers, rubbing at the back of his head a little sheepishly.]

Heh, thanks, man! Got any other moves for Sunday?

[trashcubes]

[WALL-E thinks about it for a moment, before the little robot begins to move it's arms up and down, turns to the side, and continues the same motion.

... Is the robot literally doing "the robot" that might be what's happening here.]

[aboyandhiscar]

. . .

[this is the best sunday ever.

while that dance is also pretty old school, Mike recognizes it after a moment--having a city full of bots and droids sure helps keep old trends relevant. Mike grins that big ol' grin.]

Okay, now you're just showing off. But like, in a good way. You're a pro, dude!

[He'll try to robot a bit too but my gosh he is not good at it.]

[trashcubes]

[WALL-E makes a noise that sounds a little like laughter upon watching Mike dance, clapping it's hands together. Not bad, not bad!]

[aboyandhiscar]

[Gosh he got a laugh!! He stops though, feeling a little silly, but nothing wrong with a little fun here.]

Robo-approved! Heh, thanks man. I'd tip my hat, but I don't have one. Looks better on you, anyway.

Now you're ready to go out there and show everyone your Sunday best moves, yeah?

[trashcubes]

[WALL-E nods, though for a moment the robot's eyes narrow a little nervously. Do you think everyone will like it?]

[aboyandhiscar]

[Oh no he was so excited earlier. Mike crouches down, patting him on his--whatever counts for his back.]

Hey dude, what's wrong, getting cold feet? Or uh, wheels? You've got nothing to worry about. You look great, you sound great, and you dance great! You're like a triple threat, bud.