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[trustworthyname]

WHO: trustworthyname, a rogue Doombot, and you!
WHERE: main branch of the City Public Library!
WHEN: 1/30
WARNINGS: automatons
SUMMARY: Victor's most primitive Doombot went rogue and got itself trapped in a revolving door. Um.
FORMAT: Para to start, and then I'll match whatever.

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[comesback]

[Jack is wandering, as he tends to do when he's bored. He can't help but be intrigued by a robot stuck in a revolving door -- especially somewhere as odd as a library, so he heads over, looking far too amused.]

[trustworthyname]

[The Doombot is simply walking around and around, and around in the door, much to the chagrin of would be patrons. For his part, Victor is observing it from the outside, eying with not small amount of displeasure the young man watching his creation.]

[comesback]

[Jack is really just trying not to laugh, to be honest. He grins over at Victor.]

Maybe we should give it some help.

[xenabutagrizzly]

[ Rachel cannot say that she is terribly fond of the library, but she wanted to get some information from its records. This is totally Marcus' territory, though.

... Yes, even the robot stuck in the library door. She stares. Some sort of weird version of the Chee? She takes a wary step closer. ]

Hello?

[trustworthyname]

[It responds, glancing up at her and tilting its head in a very stilted and robotic way.]

SPEAK IF YOU WOULD, WOMAN.

[Victor will just be off to one side hoping this doesn't get too out of hand.]

[xenabutagrizzly]

[ Wow, the Chee are never that glaringly obvious. So what exactly is this guy? ]

The whole robot shtick could use some work, dude. It's pretty obvious.

[trustworthyname]

[The Doombot's head again twists in a slightly stilted way. His pose overall reeks of "oh no she didn't", even as he maintains his position in the revolving door.]

DOCTOR DOOM IS NO MERE AUTOMATON.

robots you saaaaay ? :D :D :D

[theheterodyne]

Well, this was an unexpected development. Normally, Agatha didn't spend too much time in the library, as she was too busy working on her own projects and running Spark Roast, but it would just figure that the day she needed it was the day there was a robot stuck in the door.

Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing depended on the robot itself.

"Oh dear! Are you all right? I can help you out if you like."

The tools were already in her hands.

[trustworthyname]

Victor watched the scene unfold with no small amount of annoyance. Who exactly did this woman think she was to approach one of his creations like that? Naturally, she was of no thread to something engineered by Doctor Doom, but the sheer gall involved in her act was nothing to scoff at.

"It will not require your interference." Of course, his words would probably be more convincing if the Doombot weren't still circling the door muttering, ERROR, LOST RESPONSE FOLDER.

[theheterodyne]

"Response..folder..? You poor thing," she muttered to the Doombot, and somewhat to herself, then turned to frown at the person who'd spoken.

"So you're just going to let it stay stuck in the door?"

[bendersgotback]

[Bender was visiting the library for a stack of highly refined gentleman's circuitry diagrams, until he spotted the robot twirling around the revolving doors.]

Hey! Buddy! Move it! Some robots have some reading to catch up on!

[trustworthyname]

[The Doombot continues in its twirling. Sorry, Bender, but it does what it wants.]

I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY DISCOMFORT, HOWEVER MY TASK MUST BE COMPLETED.

[bendersgotback]

Your task? Look, guy, just because some stinky human told you to do something, doesn't mean you have to do it.

[He's getting pouty now, so he moves over to the door.]

I learnt a long time ago never to listen to people, and look where it got me! Now, scram!