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Post by Vulture on Apr 15, 2021 23:18:07 GMT
Meanwhile, in IKEA’s deserted restaurant (aside from a few Elites anyway) Willy is gingerly trying his first Swedish meatball. He promptly bursts into flames. He still goes for another.
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Post by Vulture on Apr 15, 2021 23:26:08 GMT
Meanwhile, in IKEA’s deserted restaurant (aside from a few Elites anyway) Willy is gingerly trying his first Swedish meatball. He promptly bursts into flames. He still goes for another. Panicking, Henry pours his elderflower syrup on Willy’s head. Willy starts melting like a candle, but is still in good spirits about the whole thing. |
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Post by secretlabz on Apr 15, 2021 23:46:27 GMT
Puney blinks. "... Oh. I thought you were some kind of alien rodent, sorry. " He steps down from his partner's arms and plugs it in. He waves his shoulder nub / worm tail dismissively, little emoji face happy as ever. "I get that all the time!"
He then squirms up to the microwave. "Thanks!" he says, before punching in a 2 minute cook time, opening the microwave door, crawling in, and pulling it shut behind him.
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"OH--!" Nel is as loud as his speakers will let him be, knowing that he'll be muffled by the microwave door. He gestures towards the buttons "COULD YOU, UH, PRESS 'START'?"
Slut does that. Puney just watches, fascinated. Nel really lives like this? Horror and sickened curiosity paints his expression. |
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Post by sporesgalaxy on Apr 16, 2021 0:14:57 GMT
He waves his shoulder nub / worm tail dismissively, little emoji face happy as ever. "I get that all the time!" He then squirms up to the microwave. "Thanks!" he says, before punching in a 2 minute cook time, opening the microwave door, crawling in, and pulling it shut behind him. ... ... ...
"OH--!" Nel is as loud as his speakers will let him be, knowing that he'll be muffled by the microwave door. He gestures towards the buttons "COULD YOU, UH, PRESS 'START'?"
Slut does that. Puney just watches, fascinated. Nel really lives like this? Horror and sickened curiosity paints his expression. Nel rotates gleefully in the microwave. After about 2 seconds, he starts sparking wildly and spewing fire, and...screaming?
No...his little emoji face still looks happy, if horrendously glitched out. The shrieking noise is coming from the robot arm itself, super-heated air squeezing out from the tiny spaces between the machinery fast enough to whistle, among other weird noises. It sounds almost musical, in an unbearable, grating way. |
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Post by secretlabz on Apr 16, 2021 0:18:30 GMT
Slut does that. Puney just watches, fascinated. Nel really lives like this? Horror and sickened curiosity paints his expression. Nel rotates gleefully in the microwave. After about 2 seconds, he starts sparking wildly and spewing fire, and...screaming?
No...his little emoji face still looks happy, if horrendously glitched out. The shrieking noise is coming from the robot arm itself, super-heated air squeezing out from the tiny spaces between the machinery fast enough to whistle, among other weird noises. It sounds almost musical, in an unbearable, grating way.Puney takes notes. Slut, disinterested, says after a few more seconds, "Im Gonna Go Look At Uh..." They look for a convenient excuse, "Tables And Chairs" Puney waves them off, fixated on Nel's screaming. |
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Post by sadlittledib on Apr 16, 2021 1:20:10 GMT
Tallest Spak is there. She's scurrying on the beams close to the ceiling on all fours, observing the Ikea below, and looking absurd.
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Post by Vulture on Apr 16, 2021 1:47:33 GMT
Tallest Spak is there. She's scurrying on the beams close to the ceiling on all fours, observing the Ikea below, and looking absurd. All this racket wakes Freddy up from his nap in the blanket pile. He sticks his head out of the vents. What does he see, but another Irken of culture who appreciates heights as much as he does? Wait a minute...oh. OH. Is that an Almighty Tallest? |
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Post by sadlittledib on Apr 16, 2021 4:16:48 GMT
Tallest Spak is there. She's scurrying on the beams close to the ceiling on all fours, observing the Ikea below, and looking absurd. All this racket wakes Freddy up from his nap in the blanket pile. He sticks his head out of the vents. What does he see, but another Irken of culture who appreciates heights as much as he does? Wait a minute...oh. OH. Is that an Almighty Tallest? "Greetings, soldier?" She greets awkwardly, loosing a bit of grip on the beam. "I don't like the amount of furniture down there. There's TOO MUCH." |
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Post by z1mothy on Apr 16, 2021 5:26:59 GMT
Mewl is standing ontop of a table for some reason. He does not like it.
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Post by Vulture on Apr 16, 2021 11:10:05 GMT
All this racket wakes Freddy up from his nap in the blanket pile. He sticks his head out of the vents. What does he see, but another Irken of culture who appreciates heights as much as he does? Wait a minute...oh. OH. Is that an Almighty Tallest? "Greetings, soldier?" She greets awkwardly, loosing a bit of grip on the beam. "I don't like the amount of furniture down there. There's TOO MUCH." Freddy salutes and tries to stand at attention. Even though this strange Tallest isn’t the Tallest he’s used to, it’s always best to show respect before your supreme commander. Unfortunately, since he was hanging upside down out of the vents, he falls out of his hiding place. He lands on a very cushy arm chair, thankfully. “I respectfully disagree, My Tallest.” |
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Post by BETELGEUSE on Apr 18, 2021 1:28:07 GMT
Hey can you guys be quiet im trying to take a nap over here in one of these beds
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Post by moffymoth on Apr 20, 2021 14:53:37 GMT
Charlene the robotic cow has arrived. She's unsure as to why she came here again and why all these weird green people are everywhere. She goes to an aisle and starts trying to eat the furniture.
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Post by Vulture on Apr 20, 2021 15:44:52 GMT
Charlene the robotic cow has arrived. She's unsure as to why she came here again and why all these weird green people are everywhere. She goes to an aisle and starts trying to eat the furniture. Tank sees Charlene and cautiously watches her from a distance. He's so happy to see something familiar in this house of horrors. He desperately wants to go pet her. However, he knows the hard way not to startle a large ungulate, so he curls up in his armchair (how did he get to this armchair again?) and watches, planning his next move so he can move around her. It's always best to respect a lady's personal space. |
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Post by moffymoth on Apr 20, 2021 16:47:18 GMT
Charlene the robotic cow has arrived. She's unsure as to why she came here again and why all these weird green people are everywhere. She goes to an aisle and starts trying to eat the furniture. Tank sees Charlene and cautiously watches her from a distance. He's so happy to see something familiar in this house of horrors. He desperately wants to go pet her. However, he knows the hard way not to startle a large ungulate, so he curls up in his armchair (how did he get to this armchair again?) and watches, planning his next move so he can move around her. It's always best to respect a lady's personal space. Charlene gives up on eating the furniture after discovering she doesn’t enjoy the taste of the packaging. She looks around the menagerie of green people and notices Tank sitting in an armchair. Her eyes wandered to his hat, and she starts to moo happily. She slowly trotted over toward the irken; she was still somewhat cautious, but the sight of a cowboy hat did wonders in disarming her suspicions. After all, who would feel threatened by the sight of a cowboy? Not her, that’s for sure. |
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Post by Vulture on Apr 20, 2021 16:58:23 GMT
Tank sees Charlene and cautiously watches her from a distance. He's so happy to see something familiar in this house of horrors. He desperately wants to go pet her. However, he knows the hard way not to startle a large ungulate, so he curls up in his armchair (how did he get to this armchair again?) and watches, planning his next move so he can move around her. It's always best to respect a lady's personal space. Charlene gives up on eating the furniture after discovering she doesn’t enjoy the taste of the packaging. She looks around the menagerie of green people and notices Tank sitting in an armchair. Her eyes wandered to his hat, and she starts to moo happily. She slowly trotted over toward the irken; she was still somewhat cautious, but the sight of a cowboy hat did wonders in disarming her suspicions. After all, who would feel threatened by the sight of a cowboy? Not her, that’s for sure. "Howdy, pretty girl. Nice to see somethin' familiar around here, ain't it?" After taking one of his gauntlets off and tucking it under his arm, Tank begins to gently pet Charlene's muzzle. |
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