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[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[If you happen to pass by the UTAU treehouse today, you will see, fittingly enough, a Rook, lying against the tree itself. However, he looks pretty bad, coat torn, covered in dirt, and his head hung. Also, if you listen closely, you can hear him muttering to himself.]

Dammit...looks like I'm done for. Miko-chan...I'm sorry...

[Come help him?]

(OOC: Hello DR! I'm Mariko, returning with a newish muse, Rook. He's from the same verse as omnomoniichan, 25tontrap, etc, and at the moment is on the verge of shutting down. I'll post some more details in the OOC comm.

ETA: Alright guys, this has been awesome, but I've gotta get some sleep. Will tag back later today. Back!)

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1 of idek bro

[orbyrook.livejournal.com]

[Rook's just strolling along. Do dee do dee do. RECORD SCRATCH.]

2/spam

[orbyrook.livejournal.com]

...RUKO! SOMEBODY STOLE MY FACE

3/spam

[orbyrook.livejournal.com]

[...wait]

Hey, bro, get up. You're giving us a bad name.

Done!

[orbyrook.livejournal.com]

[Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuudge]

No I mean it, come on. Those vocaloids are gonna come make fun of you.

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[Looks up.

...Tilts his head to the left.

Then to the right.

Left, right, left, right.]

The hell...? Y-you're-[The sparks coming from his throat interuppt him, and he clutches his neck frantically.]

[orbyrook.livejournal.com]

Dude your neck's sparking.

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

['You think I don't know that?!' is what he would say if he were able to. At the moment however, all he can do is make strangled, high-pitched noises.

Yeah. He needs repairs. Badly.]

[portalholic]

Whoa, holy shit.

Are you okay over there?

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[Looks up, surprised.] Hey, aren't you supposed to- [This, unfortunately, is cut off by Rook's throat start sparking, turning the rest of what he was going to say into high-pitched screeching.]

[portalholic]

'Supposed' to wh--

...Fuck! Can you move?! We need to get you over to Len...

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[Supposed to be kidnapped, but really is in an alternate dimmension my older brother told me about. Because he went there.

As for the moving? He manages to stand up, holding the tree for support. He doesn't look that stable, though.]

[portalholic]

Here...

[offers arm for him to lean on]

Len's lab isn't too far from here, luckily. He'll be able to help you out. He's a great robotist.

[perfectvoice.livejournal.com]

[This virtual diva will.]

Ah! Are you okay?

[No, of course not. That much is obvious.]

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[Rook just stares at Miku for a minute.] But you're- [Sparking throat get! Garbled high-pitched shrieking get! Which leads to him clutching his neck in a panic.]

[perfectvoice.livejournal.com]

Come on! I bet someone at the bus knows what to do!

[YOU CANNOT ESCAPE HER TIGHT GRIP ON YOUR WRIST MAN]

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[A bus? Is it a magical dimmension-hopping bus? Rook will take your offered hand, Miku, and get to his feet.]

[perfectvoice.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, one reason as to why that was a very bad idea is that...well, she has a tendency to drag people when she's excited.

Which is probably what is happening right now.]

[omnomoniichan.livejournal.com]

Doggie?

[ she's coming back when she sees him and hears him (hurray canine qualities). she stares for a few moments with wide eyes. she's a frightened little thing right now, but she's more worried about Rook's condition than how scared she is. ]

Doggie! Doggiiiie!

[ rushes over and kneels next to him. ]

Miko doesn't know what to do, Doggie! [ is she crying? yeah, she's crying. ]

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[Oh Miko, he hasn't seen you in so long, and he thought he'd never see you again. So he ignores the warning screens and puts an arm around her.]

Miko-chan-! [And as soon as he says that, his throat begins to short-circuit.]

[omnomoniichan.livejournal.com]

[ she begins to cry a little harder, screaming a little as she sees his throat short circuiting. she holds his hand and looks around for any sign of other people. ]

MIKO NEEDS HELP! HELP, HELP!

[ she seriously has no idea what to do, and she's panicking too much to really think about it. ]

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[Help would be pretty damn nice, yes. However, Miko looks really scared, so he'll take his free hand and pet her.]

[willsing4bread.livejournal.com]

[Why yes he was just leaving the UTAU treehouse as a matter of fact, heading out to work on finding more of their kind to document on his ever-growing list and OH DEAR GOD WHAT HAPPENED?!

What did he just say? Done for?!]

Stop talking like that, you just need repairs! [They can't have UTAU dying just outside the treehouse! Anyway Ruko would absolutely find a reason to blame Ted for this if you did die out here.]

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

Ted?! You- [Aaaaaand the throat sparking begins, as does the screechy noises. Ted what the hell are you doing here, why aren't you in the Digital World?]

[willsing4bread.livejournal.com]

I what? Wait, no, don't attempt to answer that.

[He does not want to invoke more screeching noises that can only mean Rook is even more beat up than he looks. NOW WHAT DO? Ted does not know how to repair robots! Nor does he know anyone who does know how to repair robots. Maybe another UTAU who had been here longer knew someone? But should he really be leaving someone who had just been referring to themselves as 'done for'? If his cellphone hadn't been stolen along with his clothes in his first week here he could just call someone. Why hadn't he gone ahead and bought a new one by now?!]

[dogsonthe7th.livejournal.com]

[IDK man, but while Ted sits around feeling sorry for himself, Rook is going to try to stand up.]