[Ah. The trash. The garbage. The refuse. It resonates with their soul. Reaches deep, deep inside them and warms the cockles of their heart. It fills them with determination.
... Or, something like that. Probably. Maybe. Actually, not really? It just kind of stinks a lot and makes their eyes water up because, wow. This is not like the garbage dump in the underground at all. This is a special kind of rancid. It's infinite layers of garbage and infinite layers of gross, and there is no escape from it. If this is supposed to be a lesson on recycling, shouldn't this place be less nasty?????
Taking a nap in the garbage pile doesn't seem to be a good idea, though, so they just kind of force themselves to move. Get on their feet. Explore a bit. Start poking through the garbage in case there's something useful hidden there. Start digging through it (literally) when they don't find anything on the topmost layers, covering themselves in all sorts of unidentified fluids and sending bits and pieces of trash flying everywhere. Probably right in the direction of your character's face, too. Oops.
Someone stop this child. This is unsanitary. Parental figures would be appalled.]
PHASE II:
[The robots are new. The getting dumped in the trash bit, not so much.
Still. It could be worse. They weren't tossed in the compost, so that's... good. They think it's good? Yeah — it's probably good. What isn't good, though, is that they can't spot any obvious exits down here. Maybe if they treat this like a puzzle, they could perhaps find a way out of this chute...? Hm.
They consider this for a second, tilting their head as they try to see how long the chute is. A second later, and they turn to whoever is trapped here with them, reaching for their sleeve to try and get their attention. Come on, stranger. It's best to skedaddle before they become one with the trash on a mental and physical level.]
BONUS:
[THIS IS........... SOMETHING. They're not sure what this feeling is, but it's definitely something. Maybe — they could describe it as awkward. Awkward, and super uncomfortable. Something along those lines seems to be right.
Regardless... Congratulations, stranger! You are now sharing a Garbage BagTM with a very small child. If you happen to be around their height, then good for you! But if you don't? Well, uh. Here's to hoping you don't mind lifting them up. Or leaning down to their level. Or, maybe you're kind of weird and think it's funny to have a kid dangling from their neck when you stand up, their arms flailing because wow no this is super rude.
But, whatever.]
WILDCARD:
[Choose another phase, rewrite one of the scenarios already picked, or come up with your own! Go wild, man.]
frisk / undertale / ota!
... Or, something like that. Probably. Maybe. Actually, not really? It just kind of stinks a lot and makes their eyes water up because, wow. This is not like the garbage dump in the underground at all. This is a special kind of rancid. It's infinite layers of garbage and infinite layers of gross, and there is no escape from it. If this is supposed to be a lesson on recycling, shouldn't this place be less nasty?????
Taking a nap in the garbage pile doesn't seem to be a good idea, though, so they just kind of force themselves to move. Get on their feet. Explore a bit. Start poking through the garbage in case there's something useful hidden there. Start digging through it (literally) when they don't find anything on the topmost layers, covering themselves in all sorts of unidentified fluids and sending bits and pieces of trash flying everywhere. Probably right in the direction of your character's face, too. Oops.
Someone stop this child. This is unsanitary. Parental figures would be appalled.]
PHASE II:
Still. It could be worse. They weren't tossed in the compost, so that's... good. They think it's good? Yeah — it's probably good. What isn't good, though, is that they can't spot any obvious exits down here. Maybe if they treat this like a puzzle, they could perhaps find a way out of this chute...? Hm.
They consider this for a second, tilting their head as they try to see how long the chute is. A second later, and they turn to whoever is trapped here with them, reaching for their sleeve to try and get their attention. Come on, stranger. It's best to skedaddle before they become one with the trash on a mental and physical level.]
BONUS:
Regardless... Congratulations, stranger! You are now sharing a Garbage BagTM with a very small child. If you happen to be around their height, then good for you! But if you don't? Well, uh. Here's to hoping you don't mind lifting them up. Or leaning down to their level. Or, maybe you're kind of weird and think it's funny to have a kid dangling from their neck when you stand up, their arms flailing because wow no this is super rude.
But, whatever.]
WILDCARD: