From The Toybox to the Junkyard, Saturday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

"It's time to goo~ooo!" Karla's voice singsonged through the lowest hallway of the Toybox, where only the worst of the deviant toys were kept. As such, that was where everyone who'd gotten caught in the island's machinery had been taken, shoved way below ground where there was only flickering florescent lights in bare fixtures and no fresh air.

Hey, they'd be getting all the fresh air they needed on the long walk to the Junkyard. Their last walk anywhere.

Green army men gathered all the traitors up, shoving them into a rough line, jump ropes turning them into a chain gang together.

"Isn't it exciting?" Karla said, doing a little dance as they got lined up. "This time, instead of cutting out at the gate, the Toymaker has decreed the island will watch you get fed to the machines. After you lot, there won't ever be traitors again."

[OCD up, have at, everybody except Kimera WHO IS NOW EVEN MORE GROUNDED THAN ME.]

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The Long Walk

[glacial_queen]

The Toymaker didn't make an appearance, but there were still plenty of indoctrinated toys and Green Army Men to accompany the captives and keep them in check!

[For Team Ill-Fated Computer Repair and any indoctrinated toys who want to heckle.]

Re: The Long Walk

[firstofitskind]

So unlike some toys people toys, Liam wasn't designed with removable hands.

That... hadn't stopped the Toymaker's people, though.

So Liam was trudging along, hands just missing, quietly hoping that whatever plan the remaining non-indoctrinated folks were pulling together would get put into action sooner rather than later.

Re: The Long Walk

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan had spent his entire adult life thus far expecting this would happen eventually. The long, slow walk to his inevitable doom, escorted by clones. They were still clones underneath the veneer of green, after all.

... The backdrop was a little different than he'd pictured, otherwise.

There was a determined set to his jaw was they were led forward, though his hands, plastic lightsaber and all, had been bound behind him with a strip of rainbow sticky tape.

"At least it won't be messy."

Re: The Long Walk

[glacial_queen]

"You only say that because you've never seen the aftermath of what the Junkyard Biter and the Car Crusher do to toys," Karla said cheerfully. "I wouldn't be so quick to call it not messy."

Re: The Long Walk

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"I'll chew on you again, don't think I won't," Shuri told the Army Man who was getting a little too close to her nothing-like-fangs.

Re: The Long Walk

[toyminions]

The Army Man in question made a face and skirted back out a bit.

The chewing .hurt, exactly? But it got his plastic all wet and that was just weird

Re: The Long Walk

[special_rabbit]

Amaya was going to take some small satisfaction in the fact that they had to break out the zip ties to properly keep her Action Arm^TM it check.

It was a small thing, but, hey, it was something.

Re: The Long Walk

[goldfishontherocks]

Keyleth had nothing to say to the Green Army Men. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction, for one thing, and for another . . . She had no idea what to say.

So she spent the walk contemplating her primer-grey resin form and the fact that she wasn't going to know now what paint job she might have gotten in the end, and this was all terribly poetic, wasn't it? In a depressing way?

The Junkyard (Setup)

[glacial_queen]

With the toys on their way to Junkyard, it's time for Team Ambush to get ready and into place!

[For anyone who wants to play out setting up for the major brawl. Whether you want to mod setting up plans and traps for Toymaker's minions or have some threads about how you're preparing to rescue the captives, this is the place to set them up! Get creative! With several hours and a whole junkyard full of stuff, what could you have pulled together?]

Re: The Junkyard (Setup)

[built_fjord_tough]

Fjord was quite happy to hunker himself down near the scrap, the set of his jaw grim. He'd managed to get his hands on a safety pin and had spent the night bending it out of shape, since his falchion was... sort of fused to his back.

Because why not.

After the way this week had been going thus far, he didn't feel particularly fierce, but he definitely was determined.

How did Eldritch Blasts manifest when they were being thrown around by a resin figurine, anyway?

Re: The Junkyard (Setup)

[arboreal_priestess]

It was safe to say that Verity had been preparing her whole life for this. The Prices knew that one day, one of their bastions might be invaded and need to be taken back.

And so she prepped. She dug ditches and trenches. Lined traps with d4s and the spikiest Legos she could find. Remembered some of Antimony's most ingeniously evil traps and did her best to recreate them with bits of toys.

She didn't get much sleep, but then, she didn't need any did she? One of the few benefits of being a toy.

Ready...Set...BRAWL

[glacial_queen]

Everyone was quiet as the sound of the approaching group came closer and closer; not even one of Verity's mice wanted to give any hint that they were here.

The gates to the Junkyard opened with a bloodcurdling screech and the Green Army Men pushed the so-called traitors through.

"Shuri, Tony, and Keyleth," Karla said sweetly, "you three have been chosen for the Car Crusher. The rest of you, to the Junkyard Biter. Just know that your deaths broadcast over the entire island is what will finally bring us peace. I'd say thank you for your sacrifice, but well...you earned this. And I'm so glad that you'll be getting exactly what--"

The rest of her speech was cut off as three Army Guys stepped forward and fell into a tiger pit trap with a scream.

"Hell's fire and Mother Night!" Karla shrieked as toys began popping up around the Junkyard. "GET THEM!"

It was on.

[Lolly lolly lolly get your fighting here! Good toys! Bad toys! Do you even know who is who anymore? If you wanna be part of the big battle - either side - this is the place to ping. Feel free to rescue your friends, attack NPC minions, and just generally have a great time fighting folks!]

Re: Ready...Set...BRAWL

[so_hawkward]

Clint's bow was detachable because that's the kind of perks good toys got, obviously. His arrows were all stuck together, but any traitors were going to get some mean plastic to the face... even if they were married traitors.

Re: Ready...Set...BRAWL

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"I'm not getting cruuuuuushed!" Shuri shrieked as she leaped on a confused group of Army men and began, well, gumming them a lot.

Stupid lack of teeth.

Re: Ready...Set...BRAWL

[intotheout]

"Oh no you don't, you traitor!"

No bad toys were escaping on Tip's watch!

She was even putting, like, energy and passion into this. That basically never happened!

Re: Ready...Set...BRAWL

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine had had mixed emotions about today, which was bad. She was really sorry about all these bad toys, and she was sad and mad that they were toys she knew, but she was happy that soon only good toys would be left.

And then once the ambush started all of that went out the window.

Good thing she has these two little plastic blaster pistols!

Re: Ready...Set...BRAWL

[uncertain_dume]

"Hey, you," Kanan called to the nearest Army Guy, happily taking advantage of this diversion. "Yeah. You. You want to get this tape off of me."

A few minutes later, he was raising his lightsaber with a smirk on his face.

So now it worked.

Re: Ready...Set...BRAWL

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae was totally letting out a war bellow in her head. She just wanted everyone to know that.

She was full of fluff and squeakers, and her hands were too soft and fluffy to effectively hold anything even a little bit heavy or sharp (or, you know, literally anything else), but she was full of fluff. And spite. And therefore basically immune to anything that didn't involve ripping, so she was here. Flopping enthusiastically to war!

Re: Ready...Set...BRAWL

[toyminions]

You know what else was full of fluff and spite?

This guy.

Oh but he also had fangs. So there was that.

Junkyard Biter

[glacial_queen]

Hope you didn't think this was going to be a fair fight, Fandomites. With a shriek of metal on metal, the machine known the Junkyard Biter ripped itself up from the ground and transformed into a giant metal monster meant to rend and tear and grab and catch.

Forget the furious Bandersnatch, this guy was a whole lot worse.

[For anyone who wants to fight an angry mecha!]

Re: Junkyard Biter

[uncertain_dume]

"... Perfect," Kanan muttered. "I haven't fought a giant droid in entirely too long."

Hopefully Hera wouldn't mind too much if Kanan gave up on the plastic lightsaber entirely and started just using the Force to pitch large pieces of scrap at this thing. He figured she'd probably be more irked about how he had been slated to be executed in her junkyard, really.

Re: Junkyard Biter

[goldfishontherocks]

Know what was neat? Being able to really try out a new spell for the first time, one she'd only recently mastered the level of power and control to be able to cast. Besides, Keyleth seemed determined to try and make up for her gaffe with the fog cloud, since as far as she was concerned it was partly her fault that they'd all ended up in this situation.

The flaming sphere she summoned and sent hurtling toward the Junkyard Biter, ramming into it every so often and wheeling around it in circles to try and cut off its quickest paths to get to people, was certainly impressive by even normal standards.

Even if it seemed to be picking up random bits of junkyard scrap as it went. And maybe the occasional Green Army Man, once it got big enough. While accompanied by theme music the whole time.

NPC Requests

[glacial_queen]

Hello!

So there are three of us fielding your NPC requests and one of us is working, one is still on pain meds, and one just lost one of her beloved chickens. Please be patient with us as we try to juggle lives with NPC requests. Feel free to mod your own baddies, though you absolutely can request some here. Also, if people are willing to help out with the NPCing, feel free to drop me a line at booksomewench at gmail and I'll hook you up with the NPC journal username and password!

OOC

[glacial_queen]

Further posts (including the going home post) to go up LATER.

Also, ngl, the icons for this BDE have been my favorite thing.

Re: OOC

[firstofitskind]

YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DOOOOOOO