Take Initiative.

[trustharder]

It seems things have been resolved - peacefully, if more than a little awkwardly for most parties involved. However, there's still work to do here, isn't there? Ryuunosuke shrugs after a long moment; tips his head up a bit. "Hey, Glory? Let everyone up." And apparently that's all it takes, though what that actually does isn't something that happens all at once - rather, panels slide out from the wall, forming a staircase up to that balcony they've been standing on. Mettaton doesn't really wait for the others to join them; he just leaves back through that section of wall they entered from, calling something back over his shoulder. "We've got another room to work from back here, darlings, this shouldn't take too long to work out." >Follow?

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[cherryblooded]

[Well, obviously he's following! Cherryblod's one of the first to head up to the staircase, if not the first - he's planing on sticking close to the (ex-)Kingmakers, just in case someone - alive or dead - decides to try something.]

[trustharder]

[The room that the doorway opens into is massive, expansive. There's what looks to be a window of some sort behind all the dark paneling that allows anyone in here to look down and see the courtroom below; there's a small panel with a microphone there as well, the kind usually connected to a PA system of some sort, and that's likely where all the answers and announcements were piped in from.

Otherwise, though, and infinitely more important is the control panel on the far wall; it's similar to the one in the room you found, Cherryblod, with a huge screen and entirely too many buttons.

Mettaton and Ryuunosuke will stop and wait for you guys here, don't worry, they're not going to immediately move to do anything.]

[cherryblooded]

...Don't suppose any of these buttons are labeled.

[Really, who makes control panels with unlabeled buttons? Do you want to memorize what every single button does?

Cherryblod stops near Mettaton's side. He's less interested in blindly pressing buttons right now.]

[pokexplorer]

[It's easier than you think, Cherryblod!]

At the very least, I am sure they have come to know the majority of them.

[cherryblooded]

Still seems like it would be easier to have words on them. Or symbols. Or something?

[penduli]

There's probably not much use for any of that if you can just ask Glory to help out and not do it manually.

[ ...probably... ]

[pokexplorer]

Speaking as someone who built something like this...sometimes it is better for only the one controlling the panel to know.

[He likes control, okay.]

But there may have been a manual at one point. I suppose we'll never know.

[ratingspoint]

Oh, of course not, sweetheart - they never are in things like this, are they?

[...hi, Cherryblod. If he finds this awkward (he does), he certainly isn't going to act like it.]

[cherryblooded]

[Hi, Mettaton. Sigrun hasn't punched him in the face yet so he can't hug, but there weren't any promises about lightly brushing hands.

It's amazing how much you can miss physical contact with someone and not fully realize it until you get to touch them again.]

Figures. So do you know what everything does?

[ratingspoint]

More or less.

I also imagine no one wants me touching it, after everything that was said in there.

[About deleting all the dead people.]

[garudynamic]

[Yosuke stands a bit away- he's not 100% ready to get to chummy, even if he respects Cherry's choices.]

I can just picture you chucklefucks spending a few days hitting random buttons when this started.

[ratingspoint]

Oh, of course we did. Why leave all the fun to Glory?

[garudynamic]

I can't really blame you there. I kinda got a kick doing it myself earlier. Did you end up popcorning over the other sites?

[notjustawriter]

[This is entirely beyond Gabriel's comfort zone, so he'll stare at the control panel, not wanting to do anything at the moment.]

That's a lotta buttons.

[isafraid]

[Yeah... Speedwagon will stand over here with you, Gabriel.]

...Might be best to let them handle it.

[ratingspoint]

It's all pretty intuitive, actually, once you learn where various things are grouped together. You don't have to look at the keys when you type, do you?

[notjustawriter]

I don't, no.

I guess you just get used to it.

[sleepingkogoro]

I'm half expecting some of these to cause everything to explode. That is how large control panels are, having a couple traps not even those who handle it know about. I'm not going to touch them at all.

[Virtual explosions are explosions nonetheless. They have come too far to afford to screw up in an idiot move]

[captainobnoxious]

[No promises on not stumbling at least once on those stairs.

... But this is a thing. A big screen. But this one has a lot of buttons.]

I want to press every single one.

[There's a good contribution, though she's not making good on it just yet. Even if she wants to. Look, there's a lot there, and she wants to put her hands to better use than just... having them at her side.]

[amygdalae]

I'd advice against that.

[Who still knows what the hell this could do. Maybe there's a button here that's going to end up killing them all.]

[captainobnoxious]

I'm guessing most people would.

[She knows she's in the minority of wanting to roll her face over these buttons, okay.]

Doesn't make me wanna do it any less.

[greatestcool]

It is pretty fun!

[shut up ryuunosuke]

[goodforsomething]

Yeah, don't do that. You can't mess with this stuff.

[isafraid]

Might be bad news for us if anything bad happens to it, right?

[captainobnoxious]

I am here for moral support then. You guys get 'em, whoo, let's press the right buttons and not eat shit down stairs.