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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Re: The Long Walk

[uncertain_dume]

"And you figure that will put all the island's good little toys at ease? Or serve as a warning to anyone else who dares rise up against this?" Kanan raised an eyebrow. "I think you've underestimated the spirit that drives a rebellion."

Even if they died today, there would be someone to stand, to fight.

And they'd have that much more reason to do it.

Re: The Long Walk

[glacial_queen]

"Oh, there will still be a few more people to sweep up when this is all over," Karla admitted. "Kitty is still out there after all. The blonde banging the sheriff. The ballerina detective. Maybe one or two others. But the rest of them? They'll bend into pretty plastic pretzels if we say 'boo.'"

Re: The Long Walk

[uncertain_dume]

At that, Kanan just gave a low hum and a small smile.

"And if you really believe that, you've underestimated the spirit that drives Fandom, too."