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Boxy begins dancing around, flapping his flaps. "Awesome! You are the bravest robot and pony I know. We are the bestest team ever."
Boxy sees that it is weakened. He raises the lamp and charges it with his glowing lance of righteousness!
Boxy will pick up the lamp and coordinate with droid to corner the evil thing.
I may be intermittent for a bit. My hard drive died and I'll have to be rebuilding a lot of stuff.
With the boost from the lovely filly, he leaps forward to bash the creature in, darkness be darned!
At that point, one of the great questions of the universe was almost answered. As he heard her words, feeling surged through him. Feeling he didn't understand, but they were wonderful feelings. "Gah-bah-duh-um." he mumbles at fist, but the surge soon reaches whatever part of him passes for a mouth, and he says boldly, Sadly for those dying to know, in the dark one cannot see if cardboard blushes.
Boxy sees that Klutzy is all gluey. "Let me help you!" he whispers. He'll get himself sticky if it helps her to run free. Free like wind. Free like the dreamweaver train... And then he shakes himself out of it and gets down to work.
Well, seeing as there's only a couple, what harm is there?
I'm willing to give him a little time when real life calls.
"Ack! I'm gluey" He will work to clean himself off.
Following the robot, Boxy will try to keep up! [ooc]2 successes] ...but not very well.
"P-pleased to meet you, Miss Klops." he says, a little nervously. "There's usually a switch by the door, but it's too high for the rest of us."
Boxy starts feeling around for anything they can use to light the way. "Um, hi there. I'm Um... Boxy." he whispers. As he's trying to find a light, he brushes against her silky plastic mane. "oops"
As people talk, he's going to try and move towards the sound of their voices.
Boxy does't hear what gets said as he watches the newcomer ride up. he only hears this. With a distracted dramatic flourish, he gets his favorite motorcycle inside as he watches the pretty pretty pony glide in the window. "So graceful" He then folds himself into himself to go inside. In his dreamy state of mind, he doesn't look back. Which is probably for the best, because seeing Chitwick surrounded by hulking twig-monsters would probably distress him.
2 for other people, 3 for me.
"Quick, lets get in there." he says. "I can get both of you in there, just like last time."
"Sounds good to me." he says, glad that somebody has stepped forward to lead.
"If we cut them away from the children, that should be enough." he says, looking around. "They can dangle away from the kids."
"Yay! Now we just have to cut down all the nightmare catchers." He looks around for something to cut with.
Boxy focuses on the one that's staying behind to get them. He was an up-close type of box. And hey, who's better at boxing? With a jump and a "Hi-ya" (because aren't all fighters supposed to do that?), he pounces with a flurry of flaps to the face. but wait...
The blow knocks the stuffing out of boxy, collapsing him without injury. Sadly the stuffing is not some harmless fluff but an evil spider thingy.
Taking a second to refold himself upright, he leaps on the hybrid that hit him. Battering him with his flaps, he calls out, "That isn't fair. No jailbreaks!"
= 5 successes
When the claw comes up, he opens his flaps so that it strikes into empty space and then closes up on it = 6 successes
He seem surprised that this worked and is positively beaming with delight. "Umm, ACKNOWLEDGE: You're Welcome!" With that he pats him supportively on the back. Then he moves over to try and grab one of the creatures
He's not good at shooting, so he goes to try and help the other toy. Now he doesn't have Chitwick's cleverness or Droid's technological know-how, so he decides to just go by instinct.
Sorry, life has been a little crazy for me.
"ummm... maybe we should stop them before they all get away?"
"Who's that? Are they supposed to look like that?" he whispers, pointing.
A flat boxy skitters over to the others. "I think that they are dream catchers but turned around. These ones catch the good dreams and only let the scary ones through." He shakes at that - shakes enough to pop him back into shape.
Boxy shrugs, which fails due to his lack of shoulders. Flattening himself, he'll crawl under the door to get into the room.
"No, you'll still be in Arawak," he says. As his flaps close, he adds, "... as far as I know." He then turns toward Tuffet. "Okay, this is probably going to be uncomfortable. But I'm game if you are."
"Who's next?"
"Quick, get inside me!" he whispers to Droid. "You can come out inside."
Well, if señor Johnnycat allows, it would make sense to get another toy soon. You simply could have been in another cabin.
"I've only ever done play-fights." Even without a face, you can tell that he's a little nervous, but he wants to help out. "But the glowy thing on the wall said that if we all stand together then we'll always win, right?" As Chitwick climbs, he says " If somebody wants to climb inside of me , you can come out inside the cabin. Sometimes my front and back are in different places. It's because I ate a worm once and he made a hole. Then I can slide under the door."
Boxy will follow along nervously. That was scarier than anything he'd ever faced. "Have all of you done this before? Not playing, but for realsises?"
"Ack. Phlth. Pfthack." It takes him a moment to get the leaves and twigs out. "Well, that was unpleasant."
As he struggles he slams his flaps inward to try and hurt the leafy thing.
Boxy struggles as the thing inside him is fighting to get free. Or perhaps he's dancing really badly. "No, Chitwick does the funny costumes."
Boxy moves up to the leafy one and tries stuffing all of the leaves inside him. "Hah! I've seen the brown people do this!"
Boxy isn't quite sure what to do, but if Chitwick was going to be brave, then he would be too.
"Okay, I guess I'm ready." He waves his flaps in an aggressive manner as they step forward. Though he backs away from the business end of Chitwick's cigar.
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