Three | Real Introductions and Chew Toys [Action]

[on_a_yoyo]

[Woody's been pretending to be a doll for two weeks now. And it's been a slow but relaxed period of thinking and wondering and looking within himself for that cottony determination he'd been needing since finding out he was literally stuck in Mayfield whether he liked it or not. So today. He decided to walk outside and... just... walk around. Yep,

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[0n_a_yoyo]

[DEAR GOD HELP ME]

[The dog is now frolicking past you and the fuming little voice grows loud and then faint once more as the creature rushes away.]

Somebody stop this stupid dog!!

[ona_yoyo]

[IT IS, ZIDANE, IT IS!! He's currently racing around throwing Woody into the air and then catching and violently shaking him. Yes, you hear a voice yelling and panicking all the while.]

[noneed_2worry]

...What the heck?

[0n_a_yoyo]

[God how was he ever going to get used to this maybe it was a bad idea--

He looks up high and does a little salute wave.]

... Hi there! Nice day today, huh?

[noneed_2worry]

[Crouches down to get a closer look, just sort of tilting her head to the side curiously.]

"Yeah, I guess so."

[Blink blink.]

[ona_yoyo]

[He takes a cautious step back, smiling nervously.]

...Something wrong, ma'am?

[dodo_master]

[Cynric's sitting in his yard again - nothing with him this time, just sitting alone in the middle of the lawn, arms crossed, looking irritated. And in deep thought.

That is until he sees that cowboy doll go walking by. He shoots to his feet, looking surprised, and then grins. He runs to catch up with you.]

THERE you are! Well well. Why didn't you say you were animated?! My goodness!

[0n_a_yoyo]

[And he recoils, putting his hands out.]

You're not going to take me apart still, are you?

[That's a big deal to anything, not just a toy, you know.]

[dodo_master]

[It talks too oh my god squeeee]

I don't have to now, obviously! Had I known I wouldn't have just tossed you aside. Did someone here make you? I had no idea someone here had this kind of ability!

[Totally convinced you're a magical construct. After all he's made hundreds similar to you himself.]

[ona_yoyo]

No, I was made back home--by the toy companies of course! All toys in my world can talk.

[He paused.]

Well, if they have mouths, anyway.

[hurtjustalittle]

...Hrm. Someone's lost their robot.

[Probably considering whether or not to break him for her own amusement]

[0n_a_yoyo]

Robot?

[He tips his cowboy hat and looks up.]

Oh, no no no, I'm a doll. Padding, stuffing, a little plastic; nothing sophisticated.

[hurtjustalittle]

[Opens mouth-

closes mouth.

Opens mouth-

closes mouth.]

[on_a_yo_yo]

...Are you all right, ma'am?

[commie_island]

.....the hell?

[0n_a_yo_yo]

[Stares up and folds his arms.]

Hey now, you don't have to use that kind of language. Maybe even a 'hello' would be better.

[commie_island]

....Ay dios mio...

[Swearing in Spanish then.../he is confused enough to revert to back to Spanish]

.....what are you?

[on_a_yoyo]

I'm a small vintage cowboy doll from the 50's, partner.