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[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

There are quite a number of brightly colored plastic things all over the floor in Milliways. We're talking, easily thirty of each four types of manipulatives.

All

Over

The

Floor

You have not even SEEN a mess before you have seen the way a toddler can mess up a room with a bunch of tiny plastic toys. As for the toddler in question, she is planted somewhere in the middle of the mess, playing with the toys. She is still wearing the shirt with names all over it (BOO! being the prominent one) and the house shoes that jingle and sing. Every once in awhile she'll wiggle her feet and either jinglejingle or "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands" can be heard. And next to her is a pink adult sized throw made out of what is possibly the softest material ever.

Oh the fun she's having.

[[OOC: Open till whenever!]]

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[shinigami-rem.livejournal.com]

Rem didn't care much about he mess on the floor, she had wings.

"Boo!" she said.

(OOC when was the last time the kid had a bath and a clean change of clothes?)

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo looks up and grins. "Hiya!" She waves some of her toys about. "Ikit!"

[shinigami-rem.livejournal.com]

Rem looked.

"Interesting," she said.

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo looks back down at her toys and goes back to playing.

[thechaosbringer]

Pretty little toys like that will just be summarily stepped on.

Care about little girl feelings, are you mad?

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo hears the noise of plastic being stepped on (or is that a little girl's dreams?) and she looks up with a mildly horrifed look on her face.

"OOOK!" She points to the crushed toy.

[thechaosbringer]

He just narrows his eyes and steps on another.

Deliberately, we're sure.

[naiad-burial.livejournal.com]

She's a tiny thing and she's surrounded by all the toys in the world. She's alone. Where are her parents? Won't they miss her?

Lucrecia only watches her play. A part of her wants to play with her, ask her name, brush her hair, even take care of her. But it's not as if that is her child. And it's not as if she can even pretend to be a mother, her mother.

She picks up one of those colorful toys in her hands, looking at the shape. It's a train. She doesn't expect it to squeak at her when she squeezes, and with a small startle, drops it back to the ground as if it were alive, feeling somewhat silly with herself thereafter.

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo looks up, startled, at the noise. She smiles at the shy lady and waves before going back to her playing.

[naiad-burial.livejournal.com]

Lucrecia can't help but to smile back to the child, even if she's been distracted to her toys again. Hesitatingly, the woman begins to think that it isn't such a bad idea.

She kneels down somewhat awkwardly upon a portion of cluttered floor space and begins to build semblances of something elaborate with available manipulatives.

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

BRightly coloured plastic and small jingling/singing shoes. Gil just can't pass those by.

He puts his tray on a table and clip clops across, small hooves fitting in the gaps between toys then folds his hocks to crouch down and look at the little girl.

"Oh, pretty shoes," he says.

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

He noticed!

Boo grins at him. She approves of the noticing of the pretty singing shoes. After all, they are awesome.

She wiggles her feet again. jinglejingle!

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

Gil heartily approves of the idea of putting jingly shoes on a toddler - that way you know where they are and are less likely to trip over them.

He extends a hand and touches the shoes gently. "Sopretty," he says.

"Boo?" News like Boo travels fast. He touches his own aproned chest. "Gil."

[hapan-heiress.livejournal.com]

[...cannot...resist.]

"Impwessive." Allana says as she steps around the toys, her strange little pet in her arms. Princess Holli bleats at her in agreement.

The four year old reaches the toddler and warily eyes her. "Can I pway too?"

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo eyes the toy, but nods and smiles at Allana. She offers the other girl the toy she is currently holding - a plastic connect train.

[hapan-heiress.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Allana smiles, sitting down and taking the train from her. Holli jumps out of Allana's arms and bleats at Boo.

[notascreensaver]

AndrAIa follows the trail of brightly coloured toys, and finds Boo amid the chaos. She smiles at the toddler.

"Hello, Little one.

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo grins up at AndrAIa and waves. She offers her the plastic thing she's playing with.

Wanna play too?

[notascreensaver]

She clears a space for her to sit down in, and picks up a few of the plastic things.

"So what are we making, Kidlet?"

[iambetadraconis]

He's heard the commotion in the above thread, and sees Boo running with toys in hand.

"Hullo Boo. Who made you cry?"

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo sniffles, tears still running down her face, and points.

"BAD! NO OOK!"

Distraught Boo is distraught.

[iambetadraconis]

Some of those toys look squashed. Really squashed.

"Who broke your toys?"

Someone's going to pay for making this little girl cry!

[wheelsy_sheriff]

After talking with Satan Bill has quite a bit on his mind and isn't quite paying attention to what's going on around him or where he's stepping.

The manilla envelope in his hands has most of his focus right now so when he crosses the section of the bar that's been claimed as Boo territory he's unaware and promptly steps on one of the toys, breaks it, skids on the pieces and falls on his ass.

"WOAH! OW! SHIT!" The envelope leaves his hands, but fortunately doesn't scatter all over, and he lays on his back grimacing.

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo looks up, sees another one of her toys broken, and promptly begins to get a very-upset-toddler look.

SHE JUST WANTS TO PLAY! WHY DO ALL THE MEAN PEOPLE KEEP TRYING TO BREAK ALL OF HER TOYS?!

It starts of quiet, more of a whine, but then dramatically increases in volume until she's wailing.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill rolls over quickly when the wailing starts and is on his knees holding up his hands to the girl trying to calm her, "Oh! Honey, I'm sorry. Shhh, I didn't...I'm sorry."

He looks around and finds the smashed toy and picks it up, "I'll fix it! I will I'll..." He starts trying to fit the pieces together and quickly realizes that's not gonna happen. "Crap, I'm sorry, I can..."

If it don't fit, force it and Bill is trying just that hoping to quiet the wailing toddler.