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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[the_wee_big_hag]

[Inside the house working on some embriodery]

[0n_a_yo_yo]

[And there's a little shuffling as he climbs your chair hggggh scrawny legs for climbing--]

Howdy there, little lady. I think today's the day--I'm going to tell them about me.

[the_wee_big_hag]

[She smiles as she see's him.]

That's good to hear. I'm sure it'll be a lot easier not to have to hide from everyone all the time.

[ona_yoyo]

Yeah, I admit it might make navigating the city a little less complicated. But I'm still worried people might think they're losing their minds.

[is_an_island]

[... Inside the house working on some embroidery cooking

the smell is bad. the smoke, worse.]

[on_a_yoyo]

[And half a cowboy head slowly rises nearby from the corner of the counter-top. In semi-fear, of course.]

Mr. Kirkland... could I have a word with you?

[is_an_island]

[... looks around]

Hullo?

[0n_a_yoyo]

[He stands up on the counter, waving meekly.]

Howdy.

[miss_enma_ai]

[Staring at you]

What are you?

[on_a_yoyo]

[He smiles friendly-like at her.]

A small cowboy dolly, ma'am.

[miss_enma_ai]

[A blink ...and her voice is still emotionless]

Cowboy?

[0n_a_yoyo]

Yeah, a cowboy doll! You've never heard of a cowboy?

[angel_of_junk]

*Suigintou was sitting on a fence next to some now destroyed roses when she spots Woody*

Well well, it's been a while. I was afriad you were going to stay in the house forever.

[0n_a_yoyo]

Ahaha, well, I thought it was about time I stretched my legs a little.

[He looks up, smiling.]

[angel_of_junk]

I see.

So, have you met anyone while on your walk?

[ona_yoyo]

... I got to meet a dog. And he almost made a chew toy out of me.

[eldest_hatter]

[Sophie was never one for freaking out, so when she spots Woody roaming the halls she simply stops, tilts her head and watches.]

Hello?

[0n_a_yoyo]

[He turns to her and waves, smiling.]

Howdy, Miss Sophie. Nice... day today?

[eldest_hatter]

[She crouches down to examine him more closely.]

You're Peter's toy, aren't you?

[0n_a_yoyo]

That's right, miss. Th'name's Sheriff Woody! Sorry if I confused you before, but I've always been alive. Even in my world. We toys just normally aren't allowed to talk with humans. Sort of an unwritten rule.