#computerqueen 01

There was no reason for someone as outgoing and active as Rosebud to remain shy from the populace of the city; especially not when there were so many homes lined up ready to be graced by her love and beauty. As such, Rosebud decided to put down the mantle of fun auntie (for now) to instead take up the mantle of fun neighbor. She'd go door to door, greet each resident, dazzle them with her stunning looks and "adorbs" personality, and before she even knew it, she'd have a social circle to rival any rich big shot! And that little journey started here: at House 105.

"Okaaaay Rosebud! It's time to get yourself acquainted with the locals! It's a good thing I happen to be the Queen of First Impressions, teeheehee." With no hesitation or second thoughts, Rosebud extended a vine out and knocked on the door to the house. Between the time it'd take for them to answer, she had already gotten herself ready to be seen by them for the first time. Whomever was there to answer the knock would (presumably) be delighted to be greeted by the following:

Frisk stares at her for awhile, mostly because she looks like Mettaton NEO, but also because they want to talk to her but don't know how. There's so many strangers in the city, but some of them-- some of them feel more familiar with others, just as this robot-lady does.

Well, nobody better to ask about their phone than a literal robot, right?

"Ex--", They clear their throat, not used to talking, but smile. "Excuse me."

"Are you something similar to the netpups or this cellular device?" How many robotic beings has she come across aside from those two mentioned?

None.

"Whoa," Ilseong breathes out in amazement and intrigue. THAT is something you only see in movies, isn't it? A woman with some sort of monitor for a head?

"Certainly- what are you looking for? Passive or active defense?"

He leans over the counter, and and points to something that looks like a two-by-four piece of plywood, but looks as if it was molded in plastic on closer inspection.

"If you've got the lay of the road, and all control, I would suggest passive defense- in the form of these L9 bar mines! Easy to use, easy to recover-"

If there was anything left.

"-all you have to do is set this in the desired area. These were designed with vehicles in mind, so there's not much chance of accidental discharge. The unusual shape and size is two fold- people aren't likely to suspect that they're mines, and the trigger length is much higher, givin' a better chance for the mine to be activated by a wheel. Couple of these, and you'd be set- however..."

He gestures for the customer to follow him to the back.

"We carry a bit more refined machinery for those customers who'd rather not leave destiny to chance, heh heh."

The Merchant pulls back a curtain to show some of the more restrictive weapons on the back wall, with olive green and hazard yellow paint.

They walked around the many streets, wandering around in search of somewhere to relax. They could vibe with the spooky atmosphere as long as they weren't forced into some hellish nightmare of an adventure.

Before they could pick a place to chill they felt a tug and a little pop from their wing socket. Floating above them now was said wing piece. It bobbed over their head mockingly and any attempts at getting it back was met with failure as it floated higher and higher, eventually stopping before dashing away.

Zooble chased after it. Maneuvering through trees and...graves? Finally, the wing piece stops in front of a mausoleum and the figure holding the piece finally reveals itself. A ghost floats above them.

"Welcome to the Cursed Graves of the Under! You have been hand picked to help clean the mausoleum. Here are your supplies." A cleaning bin is wheeled into view seemingly by itself.

"Nope. I am not doing this and give me back my wing."

The ghost seems to ponder for a bit. "Tell you what, you can get it back IF you clean this place up."

Oh come on.... They could just go on their way and get another wing part but they hated letting this annoying piece of shit have it.

"F**k fine whatever."

The ghost smiles. "Perfect! Oh by the way here is another vict--I mean teammate that will help you with this task." And as if on cue a robot appears on the scene.

"Have fun!" The ghost pops out of existence for a moment before coming back into view to add "Oh yeah and do be careful with the other ghouls and ghosts in this area. Some are not so keen on the living." It leaves once again.

Zooble looks at the robot. Uhh was this an AI or a new human trapped in the circus like them? She seems like she could fit right in somewhat.

"Were you suckered into this s**t adventured too?"

"I didn't know you were a teacher at this school~." He's pretty excited actually, to see Queen.