Plushie Party Peril - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
9/7/2016
Log
The Toy factory is unusually busy today, clockwork ferals moving stuff in and out, a large pile of trash outside on the curb. Two particularly large clockwork fox guys guard the entrance, and appear to have set up a 'coat check' sort of system right outside the front doors. There are however, multiple (admittedly crude) signs pointing towards the toy factory, with a single word. "Party!"
A "party" at the toy factory? Well, Rorne's definitely curious about this, though also extremely cautious. Either way, she decides to take a look to see what's going on. She is a bit nervous, unsure as to what's going to happen, but does slowly approach, wings softly folded against her back.
Lap wiggled excitedly, skipping cheerfully through the streets. She'd heard some talk about a party, with toys! It sounded so delightful, so perfect to the feral rubber cow toy. She'd be right at home, maybe she'd even get some people to milk her or suckle from her. Squeaking as she bounded down the street she saw a familiar face, throwing her arms around Rorne and squeezing her tight. "Miss Rorne! It Lap! Lap Dog! But Lap is Lap Leaking Moo now! Is Miss Rorne leaking? Lap Moooo can help if Miss Rorne need! Oh! Is Miss Rorne going to the party? Lap Moooo hope so! Parties are fun!"
Razz Arrives and Frowns he was here as a cop, a 'party' at the Toy factory was either genuine or... REALLY bad. "Oh hey Rorne.." he nods to her and eyes the Lapdo-Moo. "soooo I'm unfortunatly not here for... the 'party' I'm most here to see if it's.. not... A trap or somsuch." he sighs "Toys are Tricksy-No offense lap." the husky grumbles, frowning at the Foxes the Signs.. everything.
Kazel is, to those who know her, much smaller than usual today. Nevertheless, the quadrupedal dragon is still the size of a large horse as she lands in front of the toy factory and folds her wings behind her back. She looks around for a bit, stretching out her long neck, before walking over to the entrance.
Lilac hurries in a few minutes after Lap arrives, huffing tiredly. The rather large kemo-bovine finally comes to a stop after catching up to the small latexy bovine, having to pause a moment to regin her breath before speaking. "Huff.. not.. not used to this anymore." She steps up to Lap and smiles, petting the little bovine affectionately before looking around at everyone else. She blinks as she looks up at Kazel, her eyes widening as she takes in the other.. creature's massive form. "Uuh.. wow." She looks at the toy factory entrance, then at Lap. "So.. uh.. I guess we can go to the party like you wanted to Little Lap."
Myung arrives a bit behind the rest, spying the small gathering outside the toy factory. Parties were a thing she was all for, but this one smelled a bit fishy. The gave the mostly-unfamiliar gathering a little wave on the way by, looking between the signage and the group of assorted cows and otherwise. "You all here for the, er, party..? I mean, it's sketch as hell, but I gotta admit that I wanted to show up just out of morbid curiosity if nothing else. I /do/ like parties."
The one of foxes out front approaches the gathering group, pointing to a sign behind where he was standing. "You want to come to party? Leave weapons out here, they'll be safe here." The fox guard points to a large box near the entrance. "Armor too. All goes in box. Once in box, you go inside." The fox is plain spoken, though with a somewhat heavy accent, maybe Russian? Regardless, he doesn't seem too threatening, at least no moreso than any other bouncer.
Luckily, Rorne doesn't have any weapons or armor, just clothing and medical supplies! Outside of, though, an M1911, which she does appropriately store in the large box, though not before making a mental note of the weapon itself. Looking to Lap, she giggles. "Of course you'd be here, you absolutely love parties. I'm just... curious about what's going on, is all." Back to Razz, she nods. "I'm in the same boat, mostly. Want to see what's going on inside." Looking back to the Ox and Myung. "Yeah, though I'm probably not going to be doing much 'partying,' admittedly."
Lap tilts her head as she looks at Razz, but her lips were already pouting in their fixed O shape. "What Mister Razz talk about? All toys are fun! Fun in our own way!" she said, then mooed as Lilac approached. She bounded over to the other cow and wrapped her arms around Lila. "Oh Yay! It'll be fun Mama Lilac! Lap Moooo prom-" Her eyes widen as she looked at the large dragn then pointed. "Big Dargon." Lap looks to the fox and nods her head, a smile breaking her O shaped lips for a moment. "Yep! Party! Fun time!" She looks to the guard then steps away from Lilac, patting down her body before shrugging. "Lap Moooo has no weapons, doesn't know how to use them!" Her ears flutter and she turns, wiggling her rear and lifting her tail. "Unless plug count as weapon! It big enough! Want Lap Moooo to remove?"
Razz Frowns "no Weapons?" he looks at Lap and rolls his eyes before sighing. "....fine..." he DEposits his Bag, Scian AND Claymore into the Box. "they BETTER be there afre all this though." the husksy nods at Rorne. "things I do in the name of the 'law' Eh?" atleast he still had his Claws and teeth if anything went tits up. "I most likly wont be partying much either... And honeslty I suspect theres actually an orgy going on inside."
Kazel smirks to herself at the comments her entrance has earned her, before letting out a friendly "Hoi," to the group that had gathered. She addresses the fox briefly, explaining that she has neither weapons nor armor and the passes inside through the door. She was not so sure about a party hosted by ferals, but party is party and it certainly beats sitting around all day till someone needs her aid. She squints at Razz. "I would hope not, those are just bad taste."
Lilac watches the energetic rubbery moo with all the worry of a mother, smiling softly at her antics. She looks up at the fox and nods. "I suppose we're going in yes. Uh.. no, no weapons on me. Not these days anyway.." She pats Lap's head as she looks around at the others, her eyes stopping on Kazel. "Big dargon indeed!" She giggles and starts to walk, heading into the toy factory but keeping an eye on Lap to make sure the lil' one is following. "Now, we have no real reason to think anything bad is happening here." She remarks to Razz. "Just.. uh.. stay away from the employee-only areas. From personal experience the factory floor itself can be a bit dangerous.."
