A monkey walks into the scene, looking around cuiously. He appears to be looking for something...or someone.

Kiiikiki kiki ki! Kiki! 

*Rock is sitting at the bar, drink in hand, staring down at an empty glass. He glances around at the empty bar, and leans over the counter, and frowns. When he looks back down, there sits a second glass for him*

Invisible barkeep?

*he looks around again, and sighs ( Read more... )

[Wow. What a weird, weird place! It's creepily quiet and he can't pick up any kind of location-tracking beacons...GPS isn't working, teleport system isn't giving a signal... Is this another of Dr. Wily's tricks? He wanders around and calls out occasionally, as he opens doors and looks for ..well, anybody ( Read more... )

*Check it out, you guys! Rock found a movie theater! Outside the cinema there's a little cart filled with bags of fresh popcorn, soda, E-tanks (No love potions this time!) and anything else your character may be craving. Inside the stadium-seated cinema, Rock's got a center seat, a soda & some popcorn, and he's munching down while watching the ( Read more... )

[Snakeycakes has been a busy little serpent today. His first order of business? Taping a Mother's Day card and a single daisy to the door of Dr. Wily's makeshift lab. All for you, doc.

Second order of business? His slander posters are finally complete -- both the original blue bomber and his beard-clad human alternate have been photoshopped into all ( Read more... )

*oh hey, it's a Blues/Proto Man who doesn't seemed bothered by the fact he's in some weird place. then again, he's Blues he never shows he's bothered by weird shit*

Well, if this is Wily's idea of a joke it's not funny... *he stops, leans against a nearby wall and starts tapping his fingers against it, whistling that all too familiar tune*

((ah ( Read more... )

*a very strange individual enters the area*

I must stop Wily. Or my name isn't Rock... Washington Sawyer Fenn Pamela Anderson Lee Light.

Have you seen him?

And also, stay in school. Or I will shot you.

((any typos this muse makes are part of the gag.))

*Hey, world? Have a two feet tall plush-like robot perched on one of the conveniently-located empty shelves in a hallway, at average eye-level of the DR residents ( Read more... )

[A harsh cackle echoes through the shifting halls! Oh, he's spotted several of his creations already! And how dare they not acknowledge his magnificent presence!]

Robots! To me! Welcome the glorious return of your god!

(OOC: please dun hurt me. XD)

*Oh, look. Another Robot Master has joined our merry little community. He doesn't seem too rattled by the shift in surroundings. In fact, he's made himself right at home. He's somehow managed to find himself a megaphone and a room with a TV in it. He's currently leaning on the doorframe and broadcasting his voice out into the hall.*

Megaman, ( Read more... )