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entrancelogs2018-03-04 08:52 pm
mettatonvevo) wrote in entrancelogs2018-03-04 08:52 pm
[CLOSED] So let’s start over with no means to an end
Who: Mettaton, Legion and later Turing!
Where: Initially Mettaton’s room and then probably migrating elsewhere
When: March 4th
Rating: PG to PG-13
Summary: Legion is in desperate need of a pick-me-up and after showing up at Mettaton’s door, Mettaton thinks time spent with their friends may be the perfect remedy!
The Story:
It’s not terribly surprising that Mettaton is in his room more often these days. More and more people have been leaving Wonderland that he knows and its well. It’s difficult. But that’s just the nature of this place, it seems, and Mettaton tries to focus on the people who are here still, who he can still call a friend.
When there’s a knock at his door he stands up from where he had been playing with Mini (a cute little game of “how many bows will the rabbit endure before it chews them off” that had the tiny robot completely entranced for an hour) and walks to it, curious. Was he supposed to meet someone today? He opens it up, a smile on his face as he goes to greet whoever is there.
"Hello there, darling, to what do I owe this-"
He cuts himself off, blinking in surprise at seeing Legion standing there and looking rather worse for wear.
“Legion, gracious, are you all right??”
Where: Initially Mettaton’s room and then probably migrating elsewhere
When: March 4th
Rating: PG to PG-13
Summary: Legion is in desperate need of a pick-me-up and after showing up at Mettaton’s door, Mettaton thinks time spent with their friends may be the perfect remedy!
The Story:
It’s not terribly surprising that Mettaton is in his room more often these days. More and more people have been leaving Wonderland that he knows and its well. It’s difficult. But that’s just the nature of this place, it seems, and Mettaton tries to focus on the people who are here still, who he can still call a friend.
When there’s a knock at his door he stands up from where he had been playing with Mini (a cute little game of “how many bows will the rabbit endure before it chews them off” that had the tiny robot completely entranced for an hour) and walks to it, curious. Was he supposed to meet someone today? He opens it up, a smile on his face as he goes to greet whoever is there.
"Hello there, darling, to what do I owe this-"
He cuts himself off, blinking in surprise at seeing Legion standing there and looking rather worse for wear.
“Legion, gracious, are you all right??”