ARCADE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUN~!

[luminol_lover]

Characters: Open
Purpose: To promote inter-community unity
Location: Arcade cart
Time: November 19th in the mid-afternoon
Warnings: Dumb humor, most likely XD

Summary: Just a regular day in the life of the passengers...as they go to the arcade cart.

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[404_knight]

Robo-Ky rolls into the arcade. His head instantly lights up, sparks and his eyes go blue. Then they return to yellow
"... ... ... HI GUYZ! SUP!"
His head bobs a bit, like a bobble head.
"Bzzzt."

[blog_of_evil]

Dr. Horrible walked in after Robo-Ky, distracted by the music coming from the room.

"...Did you just say 'sup'?" he asked doubtfully, with an amused smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Is that atypical of your manufacturer?"

[404_knight]

"Man-u-whatnow?"
Robo-Ky spun his arms around, flexing his servos and getting his gears into proper positions.
"I dunno! I just wanna play some VIDEO GAMES! Hell yeah!"
Robo-Ky deployed a small airhorn and blew it.

[blog_of_evil]

At the sound of the airhorn, he shut his eyes and put a hand over his assaulted ear.

"Fine! Go! Just...stop blowing that in my ear!" Dr. Horrible yelped. "You're going to give me permanent damage in my ear canal, idiot!"

[raininglights]

Kukaku finally decided to see what all of the fuss was about. She strode into the arcade, looking at all of the odd, blinking machines. She raised an eyebrow at Ema, flailing around on some machine and walked over carefully, leaning on the back bar of the unoccupied dance stage beside Ema's.

"....What the hell are you doing, child?"

[luminol_lover]

Turning around, Ema blinked twice when she caught a glimpse of Kukaku or, as she had labeled her, 'woman with explosion obsession'. Smiling, she decided to try to be friendly this time since they had not gotten off on the right foot during their previous encounter. Or, at least, until sparks flew about (literally).

"Oh, hello. I'm playing Dance Dance Revolution!" chirped the girl.

[raininglights]

Kukaku looked at Ema, then looked at the screen, then at Ema's feet. Dance... dance... what? She opened her mouth, then shut it, looking thoughtful. She sighed.

"All right. I give up. What the hell's a... whatever you called this thing?"

[luminol_lover]

"Let me consult my notes!" Flipping open her notepad, she began to read the contents of a certain page aloud. "Dance Dance Revolution. Scientifically speaking, one must step on the arrows when they roll by on the screen and depending on the accuracy of one's timing, a rating will be given. A sum of the ratings will be given at the end of the song, accumulating in a score. Any questions?"

[doctormalicious]

Walking calmly into the arcade, Hojo stopped as he noticed a girl in a lab coat dancing on a colored floor to a rather charming song. Noting her attire and deciding she looked as scientifically minded as he was, Hojo strolled nearer to the machine.
"Why hello," He began, looking the girl over, and noticing her slight resemblance to Lucrecia. "... What kind of game're you playing? It looks... Mildly interesting." He stepped to the side of the contraption, and smiled at her. He now noticed that it resembled something he might've seen on a company visit to the Gold Saucer.
"... May I join you?"

[luminol_lover]

His voice spooked her a little, but she shot him a shy smile when she looked toward him. Judging from the way he looked, he appeared to be a man of science like she and Dr. Horrible were! Maybe it would be a good idea to get to know him.

"I wouldn't mind, no. But this game is harder than it looks." Glancing at the machine, she added, "And the game is rude to people who don't play well."

[doctormalicious]

"Rude to...?" Hojo began to cackle, amused by the fact someone would program a machine in such a way. "Well, I'll teach it to laugh at Doctor Hojo!" Stepping onto the second set of flashing arrows, Hojo waited as the song the girl had been playing came to a stop, tapping one foot impatiently.

[luminol_lover]

When she saw that he hadn't been moving, she glanced at him somewhat irritably. "That's not the way it works." At least he could have asked her to read from her notes to explain the object of the game.