Where are we, anyway?
Aug. 30th, 2010 03:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
halfdarkenedSomething hit me. Sure, we're in Castle Oblivion. But what floor? The basement floors can look the same as the ones upstairs.
Are we heading to the exit or to someone who's waiting for us?
Are we heading to the exit or to someone who's waiting for us?
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on 2010-08-31 09:34 am (UTC)[Private] 3/3
on 2010-08-31 09:35 am (UTC)[Private]
on 2010-08-31 08:39 pm (UTC)Tell you what. If Sora blabs, I'll make good on that promise to dye his hair pink.
[OOC: Visually, as Sora's looking over his shoulder, Riku's smirking as he types this, knowing full-well Sora will get the message.]
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on 2010-08-31 09:22 pm (UTC)Just tell him that it would cause a lot of trouble if word gets out. And I really rather not deal with all that.
[Private, switches to voice]
on 2010-08-31 09:42 pm (UTC)I made sure he read that.
Gotta ask, though. Why do you keep it a secret? I'm sure I would have been a lot more careful when I was a little kid if I knew. [The tone in his voice doesn't indicate he abused his toys or anything. Toys do get scratched and dropped, of course.]
[Private Voice]
on 2010-08-31 09:56 pm (UTC)That's the thing... We rather not let the kids know because it'll ruin their chance to imagine and make things come to life in their own world.
Besides, we really don't get hurt or anythin'. I mean yea we get broken sometimes, and limbs can come loose over the years. But it ain't like we bleed or anythin'. We're much more concerned about you guys than ourselves really.
[Private Voice]
on 2010-09-01 01:35 am (UTC)Wow... Never thought of it like that. That's... pretty cool, actually.
I'm glad. [His voice is a little quieter. He's explaining this mostly to test the waters of toy culture. ...And though his voice only hints at it, he feels pretty bad about it.] I remember a toy my dad made me of a little wolf. It was made of wood, and I was pretty rough with it. The, um... The leg broke. Dad fixed it, but...
[Private Voice]
on 2010-09-01 04:02 am (UTC)Lemme tell ya, Andy played a lot with me back in the day, and one time he was a little too rough and my arm almost ripped completely off. But y'know what he did?
He stitched me right back up, with extra stuffin'! Now I'm right strong and tough! I'm sure as heck grateful he tried his best to fix me too.
[Private Voice]
on 2010-09-01 05:29 am (UTC)[There's a low chuckle.] I'm really glad to hear that, actually.
Hey. Don't suppose you'd be up for talking sometime in private? I... Gotta say I'm curious about a few things. Though if not, I get it.
[Private Voice]
on 2010-09-01 05:37 am (UTC)But, since I can talk back to you, then that's fine and dandy. What kinda stuff would you like to know?
[Private Voice]
on 2010-09-01 05:45 am (UTC)Like... When you come alive the first time. Or if it's hard to pretend you're not. I'm sure I got more if I think on it.
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on 2010-09-01 05:54 am (UTC)Ho ho yea, no way no sir will you get me goin' if ya do that.
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on 2010-09-01 05:56 am (UTC)I think it comes naturally with being a toy. I know the feeling we get the most when we're alive, is when we're being played with.
[Private Voice 4EVER]
on 2010-09-01 06:52 am (UTC)Huh. So you wouldn't know if it was when a kid first touched you or when you were finished being put together or something?
It's probably something pretty exhilarating, huh? When we play with you guys, does the adventure become real for you?
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on 2010-09-02 02:08 am (UTC)I just remember being passed down to Andy and becoming his favorite toy.
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on 2010-09-02 02:09 am (UTC)B’hoy, I was one tough ol’ buckaroo that won’t let the bad guys get away with anything! I’d round ‘em up and had my friends help defeat any evil that stood in our way! Yee-HAW! Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about.
*Rare icon get!*
on 2010-09-02 05:20 am (UTC)[There's an amused chuckle. He gets it, and he sounds very thoughtful.] Sounds like a real thrill. You get every bit of strength that kid imagines you with. Hmm.
So. Andy. Was he big into Wild West stuff then? I bet you even had your own horse, huh?
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on 2010-09-02 05:42 am (UTC)Ha ha, the old Wild West was always a favorite of Andy’s! That usually was always his setting when we played together. And luckily for me, I sure did have my own horse! Bullseye! He was from the same show as me too! Bullseye and Jessie is part of the fellow Round-Up gang! Real close friends of mine too, aw it’s too bad they ain’t here, especially Jessie. I think you might like her, she’s one rowdy cowgirl!
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on 2010-09-03 04:45 am (UTC)A show, huh? What was it called? Maybe I saw it as a kid.
It's probably good they aren't here, actually. This place is very dangerous. Breaking is minor in comparison to what could happen. ...Because I bet you have a Heart.
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on 2010-09-03 05:13 am (UTC)That show was the greatest! I was the rootinest tootinest-
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on 2010-09-03 05:15 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-09-03 01:34 pm (UTC)You're alive, so you have a heart, I'm sure. Not the kind that pumps blood. But it's how you feel. Heartless steal people's hearts. ...Though I'd think toy stores would be trashed by them. It's not something I ever thought of checking. Or maybe they don't suspect you either.
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on 2010-09-03 10:46 pm (UTC)Yes sir, Jessie is one of my best friends. She’s a real great gal! And Stinkin’ Pete wasn’t exactly a villain on the show itself. But when I met Jessie and Bullseye, Stinkin’ Pete turned out to be a real bad apple later. He tried to capture all of us away to Japan, even when I tried to help Jessie and Bullseye to come back to Andy’s with me! A life of a toy should never ever be stuck behind glass doors in some museum. Our real place is with our kids, the ones who love and always play with us. Pete didn’t care for that though, and tried to kidnap all of us. Luckily, Buzz and my other pals came to save us.
Oh ho-But I’m rambling! Ha Ha, boy ya got me goin’ there.
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on 2010-09-03 10:51 pm (UTC)[There’s a pause on the other end, Woody hesitated as he touched where his supposed heart was suppose to be.]
D-Don’t be ridiculous… That can’t…
[He sighed.]
Urd and Genie were right… Great, now what am I gonna do?
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