#askhip

"Hello is anyone there?" Emi could hear a few faint sounds, but could not make them out. She looks around and steps into the room. At a closer look she can see that the shadows where toys! "Why are there so many toys here? And such a weird place to put them too." She thought to herself.

As she keeps moving around in the room she heard a faint "doo." Emi tried to follow the sound but got distracted. She was looking at this beautiful marionette. Emi has a slight obsession with puppets. She wanted to go and touch it but decided to go look where that sound was coming from.

After a moment's hesitation, the plushie padded over to the fallen figure, noticing with bemusement that he wasn't actually a doll at all, but a marionette. And he seemed a bit entangled within the wires. Sweatdropping a little, Tori mustered up the courage to talk to the puppet, only to deflate when she realized she didn't exactly have a voicebox to do so.

After nosing at the wires for a second before giving up -- it would be difficult to detangle the poor soul in her current form -- Tori released a mental sigh before poking her nose at Ferghus' stomach, crouching down onto her own belly as she did so. While she couldn't untangle the marionette from the wires, the least she could do was carry him where he wanted to go.

-oOo- "Tooorii~" the blue-haired elf called out, hands cupped around her mouth. "And fox plushie? I feel kind of silly." The woman muttered the last part beneath her breath, stepping around the cluster of toys delicately, not really wanting to accidentally tread on one. Years of spending time with her friend's puppets had instilled a sort of respect for the inanimate objects -- especially when they grew to inflict heavy damage over the years... and with the sight of some of the toys transforming into the vanished guests, she didn't want to injure any one of them in case they weren't actually.. well, toys. Shivering slightly at the memory of the time the marionettes gained the ability to move around on their own, the mage continued her search, bright ball of flame orbiting her body for light -- before jumping when a chair clattered in her path. "Holy Eweca--" Holding a hand over her heart, Lyca looked down to see the strangest sight of a snowman controlling a marionette, with a music box tinkling away. "Uh.. You guys didn't happen to see a fox plushie around, did you?" she asked, bending down to right the chair.