> Directive 1

[hev_interloper]

[There is a little orange robot roaming your halls, Paradisa. It looks a little lost, in fact. Wasn't it just back on Earth, completing its task? How did it get here?

Frankly, those are too many queries for its little processor to handle, so instead--it will continue its directive here. Gird your possessions, Para!]

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[yeahitsortofis]

[hum dee dum, ted's door is conveniently left open as he walks around, "cleaning up", aka getting distracted by old blueprints, and there are unfinished inventions littering the floor, like... a strobe gun that he wasn't really that happy with

come in come in... and steal things ajkhkjgas]

[hev_interloper]

[The robot treks in, making barely-contained robot squeals of glee at all the shiny contraptions! Free-MN starts scooping them into his chest, starting with the unfinished strobe guns. ^.^]

[yeahitsortofis]

[has his back to him, so thinks it's like... booster or something] Booster, you getting a cold or something? Or... if you're drunk again, I'm gonna -- [turns around abruptly, holding a box of notes and crap, and almost drops it in surprise]

.....WALL-E?

[hev_interloper]

[...OH NOES SPOTTED. There are quick, nervous robot warbles as Free-MN scoops up all of the stuff and motors off, closing his hatch as he goes. He makes it a few feet before he runs into something, and reels from it, panicking all the way.]

[bluespells]

[And lo, there is a little black kitten following the little orange robot. It has something shiny! On it's head!]

[hev_interloper]

[Free-MN doesn't notice it at first, but after a while Free-MN hears the clacking of the cat's claws on the floor of the castle. That wasn't there before, was it? Free-MN stops abruptly, seeing if it goes on.]

[bluespells]

[It stops. And Billy holds his breath, trying to look stealthy. Mostly his fur stands up.]

[hev_interloper]

[Free-MN does a three-sixty on his wheels, but he goes right past Billy before alerting and cycling back.]

[A lifeform? ?!?!?!]

[encryptedlock]

[York and Delta are wandering the halls as usual, when they see somehting that looks very familiar. York stops dead still when he sees the robot.]

No way. No way! WALL-E?

[He sounds very hopeful.]

[hev_interloper]

[Wall-E? Who's Wall-E? But... Free-MN thinks he knows that person!]

Oooo?

[encryptedlock]

Oh my God, it really looks like you. Hey there, little guy! [waves over to him]

[hev_interloper]

[Free-MN peers closer, watching the gesture, and then repeats it awkwardly.]