[JUST A BIT LIKE THAT ONE TRON MOVIE ISN'T IT SHAWN....
Going straight ahead seems to be easy enough; unaddressed, Megaman is oblivious to Shawn's presence for the meantime, and so Shawn makes it to the Mr. Prog in question without incident.
Despite their cute exteriors, Mr. Progs generally aren't touched in their line of work! So the reaching out on behalf of this visitor is...odd....but the Prog doesn't really shy away, at least. Instead it tips its head up to look at Shawn, its perpetually happy face unwavering as it simply floats in place and allows itself to be petted. (It feels like--a hard and smooth sort of not-plastic, more than anything else.)]
OH, HELLO! [It's got a pretty distinctive voice, to say the least, and its mouth moves only imperceptibly as the words come out.] I AM HERE TO...WELL, I AM HERE TO GIVE YOU INFORMATION, I SUPPOSE! SO, HERE I GO! [It takes a breath that it very obviously doesn't actually need.] IF YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT THIS PATH AHEAD, I'M YOUR PERSON! IF YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT THE OTHER PATHS INSTEAD, YOU CAN REFER TO MY FRIENDS, WHO ARE STANDING AT EACH OF THOSE! OR, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT THIS AREA IN GENERAL, THAT GUY OVER THERE MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP YOU TOO!
[The Mr. Prog turns towards the rest of the plaza behind Shawn--it might be indicating the other Mr. Prog floating in the dead center of the area back there, or it might be indicating Megaman, still aimlessly pacing around the perimeter. It's a bit hard to say... (These things are a bit more difficult when you don't have arms to point with, but--it's the thought that counts?? Yes.)]
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JUST A BIT LIKE THAT ONE TRON MOVIE ISN'T IT SHAWN....Going straight ahead seems to be easy enough; unaddressed, Megaman is oblivious to Shawn's presence for the meantime, and so Shawn makes it to the Mr. Prog in question without incident.
Despite their cute exteriors, Mr. Progs generally aren't touched in their line of work! So the reaching out on behalf of this visitor is...odd....but the Prog doesn't really shy away, at least. Instead it tips its head up to look at Shawn, its perpetually happy face unwavering as it simply floats in place and allows itself to be petted. (It feels like--a hard and smooth sort of not-plastic, more than anything else.)]
OH, HELLO! [It's got a pretty distinctive voice, to say the least, and its mouth moves only imperceptibly as the words come out.] I AM HERE TO...WELL, I AM HERE TO GIVE YOU INFORMATION, I SUPPOSE! SO, HERE I GO! [It takes a breath that it very obviously doesn't actually need.] IF YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT THIS PATH AHEAD, I'M YOUR PERSON! IF YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT THE OTHER PATHS INSTEAD, YOU CAN REFER TO MY FRIENDS, WHO ARE STANDING AT EACH OF THOSE! OR, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT THIS AREA IN GENERAL, THAT GUY OVER THERE MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP YOU TOO!
[The Mr. Prog turns towards the rest of the plaza behind Shawn--it might be indicating the other Mr. Prog floating in the dead center of the area back there, or it might be indicating Megaman, still aimlessly pacing around the perimeter. It's a bit hard to say... (These things are a bit more difficult when you don't have arms to point with, but--it's the thought that counts?? Yes.)]