Oasis Mall Grand Opening

[Handsome Jack]

Butt Stallion took a step back, indignant about being ran into by a small ink creature. How dare you, she is a majestic pony made of diamonds, she is a god damn princess and you dare run into her and possibly smug her glorious crystal clear shine? She snorted at that.



"It is entirely possible I might have fallen through a crack in space and time and now I'm on Earth.... before... the explosion thing." Jack admitted to them, running a hand through his hair before giving Butt Stallion a pet. "It's okay, princess. Oh look, now there's more of us and we still have no god damn clue where we are." Jack sighed, leaning on his pretty ass horse. "Maybe someone should go look around... find some staff? Good idea? I volunteer with my only mode of transport.... Though she should not be called that and is in fact my beautiful princess, Butt Stallion."

[bendy]

Bendy was still holding his head and rubbing at the spot between his horns. Not as much as before and he'd stopped whining. That...wasn't his finest moment. Just...going to pretend that hadn't happened and he hadn't reverted for a second to slap stick cartoon comedy. Because hell no to that. He was alive. He's been done with being messed up entertainment for a while and he isn't going to deal with that mess again now. At the snort Bendy gave Butt Stallion a bit of a sour look. It wasn't as if she was the one that had nearly ended up with a cracked open head.

[vigilante]

The troll in armour took his hand from his sword and put it on the ceiling with the other one. Frowning a bit and still squinted at all the bright light created all these coloured lights. Why were there even so many of them? So much for getting answers. It seemed no one had any... Vigilante got himself to a corner of the ceiling in the hope that it would be a bit more shaded from the neon there. But his ears pricked up a drawn out squeak that sounded very familiar and sounded as if it was getting closer. Louder sounds like large wing beats accompanied the squeaking.

[Mettaton]

"I'll go as well," Mettaton said, turning away from the creature on the ceiling. The robot hardly knew anything about these so called 'malls'. Apart from what he was told, at least. Exploring could help him get a firmer grasp on the whole concept. Mall, stores, gorgeous neon... He replayed everything he knew so far in his head before being interrupted by squeaking and loud wing beats.

[Producers]

The music that was being played throughout the mall started to quiet down until it was completely silent. Within a very short time, an announcement was heard.

"Oasis Mall shoppers! 
Stop at Oasis Apartments for your room and board. Our apartments come with everything that you need to rest and live peacefully.
The complex also has vending machines and a swimming pool, located in the basement.
Each of you has a key with your apartment number etched into it.
So don't delay!
Check out your apartment today!"

Then, just as quickly as the music ended, it started up again.

[Frank Bannister]

Frank nodded. "I'll go as well." He got ready to head out when the announcement was made. 

"Apartments? Sounds like whoever that was knew we were coming and wanted us to stay." He shook his head, hands digging in his pockets for the aforementioned key. He found the key and sighed. "Yeah. They were expecting us. Maybe our first stop should be the apartments." He began to pocket some food. "Any objections?"

[springtrap]

Springtrap pricked up his ears to listen to the announcement. Tilting his head a bit in curiosity.
"Huh, not that I really need an apartment but ok, I'll play ball."
He patted himself down to search for his keys. It was a bit more of a difficult task seeing as he didn't have proper pockets. But he did find them in about the area that a pocket would normally be. Having to pull them free from inside that segment of his body and quickly get any mess from in him off them. Once the keys were clean he looked them over for his apartment number.

[vigilante]

The announcement startled him into dropping off the ceiling. Letting out a surprised skree with his hands covering his ears. Perhaps it would have best to try and shelter from all the neon in a corner of the ceiling that didn't have a speaker in it... At least Vig was quick to get back up onto his feet.
"What is an apartment....?"
No sooner than he'd finished muttering the question to himself the source of the earlier squeaking and flapping made himself known. A giant white bat darted into the room from the corridor and tackled right into the troll. Looking very pleased with himself as he was sitting on his chest like a large dog that had just tackled its owner.
"Ah, so that was where you were Cloak."
Vigilante patted Cloak on the side and didn't seem to mind that he was being sat on by him. Even with his large size.

[Handsome Jack]

Jack nodded, getting up onto Butt Stallion's back, using two hands set on her back and swinging himself up onto her back. He nodded to the others. "I mean... she's got space for two if someone wants to be my second pair of eyes..... Or second pair of anything." He grinned, of course hitting on everyone. 

Handsome Jack looked up as he heard the announcement then checked his pockets, trying to find the key. "Okay, scratch that, anyone need a lift to the apartments? She might be hard but she's very comfortable." He admitted, checking all of his pockets to find his key.

[Frank Bannister]

"I'll take the offer if no one else will." Frank approached the audacious man with the gaudy horse, playing with the key he was given by heaven knows who. "We can look for staff or some hint as to why we were thrown in a mall on the way there." He looked around at the others to see what they thought.

[Nancy Adams]

Hearing the announcement, Nancy looked up at the ceiling. "You have got to be fucking kidding me." she muttered. "Kilroy, I swear that when I find you, I'm going to turn you into scrap metal!"  She started to pace around like a caged lion. These simulations were going to be the death of her. Probably literally too. What was the game in this one? Was she supposed to get killed by the other people? No. That would be a dumb plan. She believed that she could take them all on if she had to. Then again, she got into moods like that. Perhaps that was the plan. Although, the others seemed to be pretty calm people so far. First impressions were often wrong. She'd just have to keep on eye on the others.

Her green eyes moved to the diamond horse. "How did you even get a horse made of diamond?" One of her friends were rich, but he didn't even have an immobile diamond horse. Seeing a living thing made of stone seemed impossible. Then again, she's seen the impossible before. How else would you explain half of the things in the Video World. Kids growing out of cabbages and talking millipedes were only the tip of the iceberg. So, she kind of understood, but was still curious.

She then turned to Vigilante. "It's a small house. You live in it."

[vigilante]

He tilted his head to the side a bit with his ears pricked up. Still stuck under what had to be at least a horse's weight in bat. But he still didn't seem to mind even through he had to move one of Cloak's wings out of the way to be able to see past him and look at Nancy.
"So it is a small hive? I see... My apologies for the question if it seemed unusual, my lady, but it seems although our languages are similar to near identical, some of the meanings of words and phrases do not match up."
Vigilante patted Cloak's side some more until he finally shifted off of him. Allowing him to stand up off the floor. The giant bat wasted no time in climbing on Vig's back and wrapping his wings around the trolls. Making the bat seem to be the item of clothing he was named after.

[springtrap]

Springtrap looked over the diamond horse at the offer from her owner for a lift. ... There was no way in hell he was going to be able to get up there. Not enough joint movement to climb. So although it would be faster to get a lift he couldn't.
"Hmm, might as well get the head start I need."
Without another word or attempt at hand gesturing what he's said to anyone that could hear his voice, he started off towards the corridor leading out to go find the apartment that matched his keys. Going at his usual and top speed. A calm walking pace. ... As painfully slow as this was he couldn't go any quicker so better to get started walking sooner rather than later.

[bendy]

Bendy started to search for his keys. Putting his hands in his pockets to search around in them. ... Sort of. His hands melted to goop as soon as they touched him and so did the sections of his waist coat where his pockets where meant to be. He wasn't searching his pockets when in truth he didn't really have any. He was searching the sections of his inky body where he would normally have pockets if he wasn't what he was. Eventually he pulled his 'hands' free from his body with a wet gooey sound. The waist coat pockets quickly reforming as did his hands. One of which he held near his face to observe the key now freed from the ink and sat in the palm of his gloved covered hand.
"Hmm."
He tilted his head at the key like a curious cat and eyed the number on it.

Soon after he looked to Jack. Completely immune to the flirt considering...he was too childishly minded to understand the intended meaning.
"Hey, does that offer count for ink demons too?"

[Mettaton]

Apartments? So whoever had brought them here wanted them to stay. Well, it could be worse, Mettaton thought as he searched his metal body for his key, eventually finding it in a small compartment behind his core. "140..." He made a mental note of the number etched onto the key.

"Thank you, darling, but I think I'll be better off walking," the robot said in response to Jack's offer to the group.