personavelvetroomdr | [Open] A robot arrives in the Dressing Room

'Well, that didn't make any sense. Thanks for nothing, weird old man,' is what he thinks.

"Ah, I see," is what he says, smiling at the long-nosed, bug-eyed old man sitting in the middle of the strange blue room he's found himself in, "thank you very much for your warm welcome. I appreciate your introduction."

Despite his near perfect disguise as a human, Goro's ultimately mechanical body bows politely, as if he'd gained any valuable information from this, instead of being spoken at nonsensically. What the hell is this place? The Velvet Room? Forming bonds? Concern about the place from which he came? As far as he's concerned, this is all looking like it's going to be a huge headache.

Still, his scanners indicate that this is... not quite like the Metaverse, but something like it? The strangeness of it all certainly makes more sense when he looks at it that way. It's a place outside of his normal reality, that's for certain, though when he tries to recall the memories of how exactly he ended up here, all he gets back is some glitchy static that makes his limbs twitch. Fun! Lovely! Shido-san is going to want to know about this!

He blinks away the intrusive thought, the only indication of his upset as he looks around. Internally, he sighs, already resigning himself to figuring out how this place can be useful to Shido-san. He has better things to do, technically, but apparently, it's not like he's gone in his own world, so it's not like it'll really make a difference, either. Who knows? Maybe exploring this place will prove useful, in the long run. He's not sure what kind of 'bonds' he's expected to make, if any at all, though maybe finding someone and speaking to them may prove fruitful.

... Sure. That sounds logical enough. He's not exactly eager to hand yet another boon over to Shido, but it's not like he can refuse either. He's already here, after all. Not to mention, he is curious...

Hmm... usually, he's forbidden from leaving Tokyo. These doors lead to places outside of Tokyo, but since this is Metaverse related, perhaps he can try to...?

When he does not receive an internal error (though he's not sure if he's exactly happy about that), he opens one of the doors...

... and ends up in a city, which his internal GPS immediately pings as Iwatodai. From his databases, he knows the Kirijo Group has many connections here, which immediately sets him on edge. His body, however, does not react to his internal distress, nor the vague impulse to return to the Velvet Room already, and sets out to explore.
... and finds himself in the middle of a shopping district... filled with closed shops. He gets pinged with "Yasoinaba" for a location. It's surprisingly quiet, but he finds that he doesn't mind all too much. Eager to find out what's so special about this town in particular for it to show up here, he starts walking around.
... and ultimately decides that he should familiarize himself with the Tokyo of this strange place. At first glance, it seems to be mostly normal, but the 'supernatural' feeling from before lingers. Legs moving near-automatically, he finds himself strolling towards LeBlanc.

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And how can we help Shido-San do the same thing? Only he deserves to be a God.

Static static static- please, no- yes, please!

"And how does one become a God?" leaves his mouth. His face is set in a charming smile. "I'm curious. It sounds too fantastical to be true."

Don't tell me that!

It's alright, she wasn't going to say the truth here. She knew more than what was good for her. If she was right it wouldn't be good for him either.

"I think you have to die," she lied. "Dying with the purist intentions, hoping only to bring others joy. " She hummed.

"That was his wish after all. To make everyone's pain and suffering go away." She leaned forward a dangerous look. "Even at the expense of those who've already died."

"... Well, that does sound noble," his mouth moves, "I suppose us mere mortals shouldn't dream so big in the first place, don't you think? That's not what we're meant for, anyway."

Shido-san is not allowed to die. Not for such a flimsy chance. We will find another way.

Shido... die...

Shido must... die.

Bzzzt.

"Thank you for the information, either way! It's all very curious. I've heard so many strange things since coming here."

That proved more. What was happening in his head?

"It's not noble. It's twisted and cruel. Too many of us are already playthings of gods. You probably are too."

She shrugged. "You'll learn more about what's going on at home and what's going on here the longer you stay, other ways things can do. Other options."

[rebooting personality module...]

"If you believe in fate, I suppose," his face seems to be stuck somewhere between pleasant smile and awkward smile. "Ah, I'm sorry to have upset you. I didn't mean it like that."

Slowly, Falcon's coming back to himself. He's not sure what his body has been up to while he was... well, panicking, to put it bluntly, but at least it doesn't look like he's killed Futaba. Thank fuck for that.

At least she's right about one thing; he is the plaything of a God. Shido-san is our God. We exist to-

Shut UP.

"I'll keep that in mind," he says with a smile. He hopes he can find a way to break out of Shido's little virus in his mind. "Hopefully I'll learn something useful about my own world through everyone else's!" his body leans forward with a wink. "Perhaps I'll solve a crime that I otherwise wouldn't this way! Though I have full faith in myself either way."

That was, he was, did he understand what she meant? If he did then, okay she'd find a way to help.

She smiled back. "Oh don't worry, there's nothing upsetting me. If there was you couldn't do anything about it."

She shrugged. Whatever he showed a minute ago was gone, back to the detective mode.

"That's good to hear," he smiles at her. "I'd rather not cause any grief."

As if he hadn't already killed this girl's mother. He'd wager that'd cause plenty of grief. And she's your sibling in her universe, too. What a farce.

'... God, I need to get out of here.' This whole conversation has been horrible, really.

"Well!" he says suddenly, getting up from his seat, award-winning smile still in place. "This has all been very interesting. However, I think I'd like to explore this place a little more. This is all very interesting to me, and I can't leave a mystery like this place unsolved."

She grinned. He was definitely something not human.

"I thought you were peckish, you haven't eaten yet." Fall into her trap. He wasn't the only detective here.

He dies a little inside. Why did she have to remember that? He doesn't want to eat at all- he doesn't even need to! Argh-

"You're right! Although, I'd hate to insert myself into Sakura-san's kitchen, so I figured I'd see if I could find another place to eat. Since this is a version of Tokyo, certainly a number of places must still exist, yes?"

"Oh its no problem. You came here planning to eat afterall." She shrugged. "Unless that's not what you came for at all."

She looked him over, there was something unnatural about the way he stood.

Oh god fucking dammit. She's going to make him eat, isn't she?

"I really don't want to impose... Sakura-san isn't here, after all..."

Ugh. Uuuugh. Uuuuuuuuugh. He doesn't want to have to clean out his food storage container, dammit...! Curry is a complete pain to get out...!

Then, he catches the way she's staring at his legs, and pivots topics once again. It's not the best idea, but he doesn't want to fucking eat, and not even his programming is going to make him do so if he can escape it without looking rude...!

"Hm? Why are you staring at me like that?"

She caught him. Good to know. She gave him the most perfect smile, the one that mimicked the detective prince, he was the one who taught her that afterall.

"Oh its nothing, don't worry about it." She stood and stretched. "You won't have to worry much here. I'll do my best to help you, if you ever find yourself in need of my skills."

Ok, that's fucked up. Futaba Sakura- er, Akechi- smiling like that? Completely fucked up. Weird as hell.

"Oh? Alright then," he still says, because of course, "haha, thank you for your offer, but I'm sure I'll be fine."

... Right.

"Well, I must really be going. Thank you for having me. Have a nice day, Akechi-san."

Wow! That was really weird to say! Well, time to get the fuck out of here before he's forced to eat.

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