Caritas- Tuesday

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All right, so this was still a total nightmare! Kitty opened the bar a little early today, totally just to do her job like a good little plastic worker toy, and while she hoped more people had woken up and would be here today, she had to be more careful today because if yesterday was anything to go by, there'd be more suspicion, too.

So here was Kitty, "working," and "having fun" while doing it, and staying maybe closer to the front today.

Caritas was open! And definitely not encouraging anything!

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Stage

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Dinosaurs playing instruments! How fun!

Bar

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You'll mostly have a Kitty here today! She is definitely not your entry to a secret tea party.

Re: Bar

[died8yearsago]

After class that morning, Rosa had spent most of her time dancing a patrol around the island under the pretense of obviously being a good ballerina cop and looking out for bad toys, none of whom she'd actually handle herself, of course not, she'd definitely be reporting to the proper Army Police members who handled such things, but she was mostly trying to get a scope and a feel for exactly what the hell was going on.

The answers, so far, were minimal. But if she'd managed to break out of whatever spell or whatever had clearly taken over mostly everybody, maybe there were others, and there was one other she was particularly hoping had snapped out of it, too.

"Hi, Kitty!" Rosa, for all her claims to hate it and be terrible at it, could be an incredibly good actor when she needed to be, so she was all brightness and sunshine as she chaine-turned her way over to the bar. "I hope you're having a super fun," and that's when Rosa's painted-on eyes became particularly intense and twitchy, because if Kitty was Kitty right now, she knew Kitty knew Rosa enough to probably pick up on that emphasis, "day!"

Re: Bar

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Yeah, Kitty caught that.

"Rosa! My day has been so much fun. Have you had fun working closely with the Army Police?"

Red flag!

Re: Bar

[died8yearsago]

"So fun," Rosa's eyelashes fluttered a little bit like a desperate sort of morse code, beatific smile plastered on her face. Her head tilted slightly, hands folding primly in front of her on the bar. "My favorite part is how I have to report all of my findings to them, and so that means they have to do all the mean, bad, nasty work so that I have more time to just stand there and be oh-so-pretty."

1) This was the absolute worst and 2) she kind of hated how she was actually pretty good at this garbage.

"In my tutu." She opened her arms in a gesture.

"Isn't it so pretty? And...practical."

You know, now she was almost wondering if she should just say fuck it, because the Toybox couldn't possibly be any worse than this right here...

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[uncertain_dume]

"I think I might need my tea with extra imagination today," Kanan said, giving Kitty another one of those big, broad plastic smiles of his as he made his way into Caritas.

... Clunked his way in, really.

If one of his boots was a little more scuffed than usual, it was because he'd spent half the day trying to pry it free with a Lego brick. No dice. It was glued on there but good.

Re: Bar

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"That helps everything!" Kitty told him cheerfully. "Imagination helps toys not become traitors?"

Because they were totally being watched now, Kitty was sure of it.

Re: Bar

[uncertain_dume]

"And we all know how to feel about toys that are branded as traitors."

Saying that out loud with his actual mouth made Kanan thankful that he probably wasn't actually capable of throwing up. There was some history, right there.

"Like Skywalker."

So, so many Jedi survivor issues bundled up in this man this week. So many.

"I hope you've had a day just full of happy?"

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[biotic_psychotic]

Tuesdays were Kanan's usual day at the bar so Jack stumped her little stiff-legged Lego way there. The nice thing about her tiny brick-bit head was the ease at which she could keep a cheerful smile literally painted on.

Inside she was a seething mass of anger and worry. It wasn't even really fear anymore, it had boiled down to a permanently roiling seethe. None of which showed on her face but she knew it wouldn't be hidden if she got within line of sight of Kanan. Whether that was a good idea or a fatal one remained to be seen but she had to know. The worst that could happen.. well. The worst would be having Kanan turn her in but then she'd find out just how well her biotics worked against other toys for as long as she could hold out.

Smile, smile, smile and put on a happy face as she walked in and looked around. Spotting Kanan, she stumped on over to the bar and hopped up onto a seat next to him. "Ickle!" she greeted him cheerfully, "Isn't it a great day? This is so great! I haven't had this much fun since the last trip we took!" She even bounced on the seat a little. "We should do that more often."

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[uncertain_dume]

The great thing about the island being cotton candy nightmares was that Kanan's ability to sense that roiling seethe had been basically whittled down to nil. He did blink up at Jack, and then met her in a grin that was every bit as bright.

... It looked a little less terrifying on him than on her.

"Hey, Jack! Yeah, I love everything about this!" He wanted to burn it down. There was a scuff on his boot from where he'd been trying to pry it free from his base, and, oh yeah, they'd executed Skywalker yesterday, that was great. "Too bad this isn't more like that last trip. Really got to stretch my legs for that one!"

They could move independently of one another. That had been neat.

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[intotheout]

According to the radio, this bar seemed to be the place where Things Were Happening. Tip's jobs were to open the library on Mondays, go to her classes, and report on any Things That Happened that were not in line with Fandom being a happy, pleasant toy town for all ages to enjoy.

And she didn't have the library shift or any classes today.

"Hello, Kitty," she greeted as she walked into the bar. "I hear you had quite the party here last night."

Re: Bar

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"People were in quite the mood for fun, I guess!" Kitty said brightly, automatically suspicious of certain people she'd reported about on radio. "Are you in the mood for fun?"

Re: Bar

[intotheout]

Tip's eyelids drifted down and up blythely *coughs*, ending in a wide-eyed stare as she tilted her enormous head on her tiny, tiny neck.

"Of course. I'm always in the mood for fun." She leaned in a little. "Especially exclusive fun."

She was a high-fashion doll, after all. Exclusivity was part of the package.

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[pulseof_life]

Karla had asked her to visit Caritas and Yeul was always willing to oblige, especially when it wasn't like she'd do anything, really, just sit and watch.

Yeul hopped in, her little wooden body all one piece, her tiny hands forming a tiny, perpetual heart, as she took in this bar and those who were there.

"Hello," she said softly, to the bar at large.

Re: Bar

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Oh good, more people watching them!

"Hello!" Kitty greeted her. "How is your day? Is it wonderful?"

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[heartinabox]

Someone else got to open the diner on Tuesdays, which was just fine by Regina, as it saved her from having to "bake" more weird plastic food before heading over to Caritas. She tried to at least get some research in on the probable curse happening before coming in, but had been thwarted by all of the magic books she'd managed to collect on the island so far having been turned into children's books about the magic of sharing.

There was nothing quite like opening a book of what should have been magic spells and discovering the Pokey Little Puppy instead.

"Good afternoon, Kitty," she said as she came in, broad smile firmly in place. "I see you're looking well again today."

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"I'm the happiest ever!" Kitty smiled. Ugh. "Are you having so much fun?"

She was vanishing that word from her vocabulary.

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[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine went ahead and sat herself down. If they were having the wrong kind of fun over here, then she should see for herself!

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[heartinabox]

Regina watched the newly entered toy for a few moments before heading over. She hadn't said a word of greeting coming in, which was somewhat unusual in this curse -- friendliness, after all, was a key component to being a fun happy toy!

"Hello there!" She waved her rubbery plastic little fingers. "I don't believe we've met yet. I'm Regina. Would you like a turnover?"

Ugh, she wanted to puke just listening to herself.

Lounge

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Not much here!

Back room- NFB

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If you got in yesterday you're fine today. Otherwise Kitty's going to want to vet you first. You know, keep out the riffraff.

Re: Back room- NFB

[died8yearsago]

So, Rosa was here for the 'tea party,' and she still didn't really trust anything, but it was almost as if being back here, she could feel all the tenseness of the world outside that door dissipate a little and she breathed out, feeling like she'd been holding her breath the whole time since that moment she woke up right in the middle of a Blackstone bear hug...

She moved away from the door and plopped down on a spot on the floor with enough room to accommidate for her tutu, and set to the task of unlacing the ribbons of her pointe shoes.

"Ohmygod, my feet are fucking killing me."

It had been about fifteen years since she'd dance pointe, and now, all of a sudden, there she was, spending the last two days on her goddamn toes.

Imagine her horror when she actually removed the shoes and found that her feet were actually en pointe perminantly.

This. God. Damn. ISLAND! What the hell!

Re: Back room- NFB

[uncertain_dume]

Was Kanan parking his stylized plastic ass on the floor and proceeding to try to pry his foot free of the little platform it was glued to again?

You bet he was.

Look, he just wanted to walk, dammit. Without having to emulate the troopers, which on its own was pissing him off. He hadn't trusted them from day one. Now he felt at least slightly vindicated about that.

Even if they were brainwashed.

The last ones to brand him a traitor and hunt him down had been, too.

Re: Back room- NFB

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At some point, Kitty bent to pick up something on the floor at the bar and just so happened to phase through it, popping her head out of the floor when she knew Kanan was there.

"People are watching and I think time is limited for tea parties here. Can we use your warehouse tomorrow?"

OOC

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Yesterday was dead at work LET TODAY ALSO BE DEAD AT WIRK