entranceway | e x p e r i m e n t #05 (accidental video)

[When the broadcast starts, it goes from silence to the immediate noise of two people screaming, punctuated by the sound of laser gunshots and mechanical whirring. It seems the device is on a side-table, giving a flat view of Ford and Alphys… perched on another table. Alphys is curled up, hands over her head, looking incredibly distressed, while Ford seems to be shooting at something off-camera.]

Oh m-my god, oh my god, we’re going to d-die here, I’m so s-sorry, I didn’t know they were all going to start...

Don’t worry! I happen to have excellent aim.

[All of a sudden, something takes a flying leap up onto the table, and Alphys yells as Ford shoots it down. The ensuing shot causes the device to fall over, revealing the floor is absolutely covered in knife wielding box tentacles, some with multiple arms, some with multiple knives, all running over each other and stabbing the floor, themselves, and the table. Alphys is still yelling. Ford is still shooting. It looks like an absolute catastrophe.]

Maybe we shouldn’t have prototyped them with the basic ability to learn--

Well it w-would have been fine if it was just, y-you know, one of them! They weren’t all supposed to turn on at the same time!

[Suddenly, Alphys turns her head and seems to notice the device, turning herself around and reaching out to grab it, bringing it in close to her and Ford.]

Uh, t-this is totally under control! No need to panic! I d-don’t, uhm, know how long this has been broadcasting, but, it’s f-fine! … And m-maybe don’t come to Ford’s room for, uhm, a little bit, for uh. Reasons.

Is that thing on? Uh, I mean-- Yes! Everything is absolutely, 100% under control. There is no need to worry about anythi-- [Ford cuts himself off and hisses.] Watch out, Alphys! I think it just tasted my blood!!

Oh g-god please don’t let that do anything new.

[And the device blinks off, cutting out the mechanical whirring sounds with it.]

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Hello Dipper! I'm in my lab, but it's better if you let us handle this.

I suggest writing them down neatly and taping the paper to the door of room 333.

--Oh my God. I suppose if this is your idea of kinky, I shouldn't judge.

... I'm going to judge just a little.

I've got this under control! What's a little trial and error without a little chaos, anyway?

Or a water balloon fight with portable catapults that automatically reload! [Mabel you bring out the evil genius kid in your grunkle.]

Nah, we'll be fine. It'll take more than a horde of errant robot prototypes to take me down.

I don't think it was on purpose, really. It was a little before my time, but I could speculate that "robot" sounds catchy enough.

Next time I decide to go inventing, I'll stick to my usual formula of planning stages and design concepts. Not that there's anything wrong with a little spontaneous engineering, but as you can see, sometimes it gets dangerous.

[Mettaton actually looks a bit... disappointed at the news. Legitimately so. He'd been hoping they would work out so that she'd have someone very close to her other than him, since, well.

He has to start pulling away from her eventually, and there's no time like the present! She'll have better friends around for her anyway.]

I'm sorry to hear that. I thought for sure that would work! All well. You can't win them all. At least you two are still friends.

...Did you at least do something couple-y while in there?

[Mettaton needs the #juicygossip]

N-Nothing, I literally just wanted to comment on this heinous bullshit, it's s-so fucking choice.

Not really what I meant. [He wouldn't really call her a monster either.] Maybe if you were a komodo dragon, but you don't look like one.

Anyway, nice to meet ya. I'm Kay.

Looks like it got out a bit of control.

You haven't dealt with many journalists, have you?

What am I, a mind reader?

Type it up. That's what printers are for: People with bad handwriting but many things to say.

It's not usually knife robots anytime I almost get killed, either. I think it's pretty safe to say it's horrible no matter what's doing it and it shouldn't happen a lot, right? Any society with smartphones should be... about on that level.

That's an invention?

[She doesn't even try to keep the skepticism out of her voice.]

What's its purpose? Security?

[She refrains from scoffing at the idea of needing to print things. If this was her world and time, he'd be old enough to have been an adult well before the Rising, so learning that he'd trust something printed out more than something online wouldn't be a surprise. As it is, with time travel and alternate universes in the mix, she can't really guess.

But she can certainly show him how bloggers in 2040 do it.]

How did lab conditions get out of hand enough to start a...

[...there are no words for this. If they were zombies, this would be an outbreak. They aren't zombies. They're knife-wielding tentacle boxes. What the fuck.]

Rampage?

[Good enough word.]

The RFID was a bit stronger than we thought, and this wasn't even a serious experiment. [HE SHRUGS]

Lady Science is a fierce mistress; generally predictable, but fierce.

[It's okay Pete. Ford talks to himself too.]

To be honest, you really, really wouldn't. Anyway, nice to meet you! I'm Dr. Stanford Pines.

[They've had enough Serious Talks(tm) that he feels comfortable enough to admit this to Sans:] I am bored out of my mind.

The idea is tempting, but I'd rather put my talents to something more constructive. Maybe I'll build a rocket and see how far up the sky actually goes! But, that might kill me, knowing Wonderland.

["Continuing to bond." Ford squints at the camera, then looks off to the side to shoot several of those 'dancing' bots.]

It was... interesting, what you did, but I'd prefer being asked to enter a situation rather than being tricked into it.

[His tone is sufficiently chastizing. >:( ]

[A bored scientist is an incredibly dangerous scientist. That was always when things were at their worst, when he...]

[Anyway.]

what, the possibility of data acquisition isn't worth a death or two?

[Okay that was a bit too sarcastic, and sarcasm isn't funny.]

heh, but imagine if it goes all the way out into space. you could be the first person in wonderland to reach orbit. probably looks good on a resume. and you could see if maybe there's more to this place than we've seen.

[Maybe it'll turn out that Wonderland is some kind of planetoid, and the Mirror Side is some kind of dark side of the moon.]

[Shit, now he's actually wondering. He's pretty sure planets, even planetoids, don't usually work like that, but...hm.]

if nothing else, there's always teaching kids how to make baking soda volcanoes.

RFID? [She tilts her head, expression remaining inscrutable behind her sunglasses.] If this wasn't serious, I'd hate to see what serious actually looks like.

Well, it's, uh, u-usually not the good guys making anything that wields knives. Sorry, uhm, a-about that. They shouldn't be a danger to, uh, anybody else! Or us, really, as l-long as we deal with it fast enough, and everything. I promise we won't, uh, ever build a-anything to intentionally hinder you or trap you or stuff like that.

[GOSH SPIDER-MAN IS HERE IT'S LIKE SHE'S LIVING IN HUMAN NEW YORK CITY AND THERE'S DANGER AND EVERYTHING!!!!! AHHHHHHH]

That'll p-probably be solved soon. But I'll let you know!

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