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[It's taken some time for him to sit down and actually try this because every instinct he has is screaming at him that it's not allowed. The rules toys follow aren't just something they choose to follow, they're instinct. Instinct they can fight, certainly - like when he and Sid's toys had scared Sid - but instinct nevertheless.]

[But this is a special circumstance and maybe Buzz has the right idea. One of the big people had been nice to him, sabotaging his back switch so it didn't actually change anything when switched to demo mode.]

[This situation is so much bigger than them, bigger than any other chaotic situation they've ever faced, bigger even than their little prison break at Sunnyside. What's an escape from a daycare compared to an otherdimensional...whatever? A place where magical shock devices have been put inside them and now they're being expected to, what, go on missions? His only job is being huggable and good for playing pretend. How that's supposed to translate to "missions" is beyond him.]

[In any case, it's so big that maybe he and Buzz need a little help from the big people. Or at least for them to know the two toys hanging around are actually alive.]

[But that doesn't mean it's easy to talk to them. He decides to do it first over text. And decides to maybe test the waters a little instead of launching right into "Hi I'm woody, I'm a talking rag doll."]

[The comm is almost as big as he is, so he has to rely on the voice-to-text to type anything because it's so much work hitting all the buttons.]

Hi. Hello. So.

How nonhuman would someone have to be for you all to think they were too weird for you to want to deal with? Asking for a friend.

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I've been a jerkface now and again in my day but not a murderous one.

[Wait, that's not entirely honest.]

Actually for the sake of transparency I'll be honest and say I did accidentally knock someone out a window once but I was actually trying to just knock him over and get him temporarily stuck somewhere, and just about everything that could've went wrong did. So he took a dive. He was fine, he decked me in a gas station parking lot over it, and now he's my best friend.

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I'd say what's shoving somebody off a cliff between friends, but my circumstances are pretty different from most people. Or, they were.

Actually, wait, yeah, they still are but just not in the whole immortality way.

What I'm trying to say is don't lose any sleep over it, if you even do that.

[ Someone might be skimming around a little. ]

Name's Cayde-6. Little obvious with the user ident, sure, but I like to actually introduce myself.

One of several local robots at your service.

[rootinest]

Robots, huh.

Like robot toy or actual robot like in science fiction?

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I'm a robot guy from science fact.

[rootinest]

Well pull my string, this place really does have all kinds of people.

What would you say to the idea someone was a living doll?

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Weird. Kinda creepy, meaning no offense.

But you're also up against alien gods that want to take over the galaxy, time traveling robots that are a completely different thing from me, and magic sword dimensions. So.

Weird, kinda creepy, but I'm not going to flip a lid.

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[Hey.]

Hey now, it's not that creepy.

[The little toy is at least on the cute side. A tiny little cowboy with hair molded into a little curl. His hat is missing but the cow pattern vest and empty holster on his belt makes it clear what kind of toy he's supposed to be.]

[He crosses his arms.]

You know, there's also plenty of scary movies about evil robots. At least where I'm from.

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[ Cayde cameras up too for fairness's sake. Bright blue optic lights roll. ]

Hey, I know evil robots. Trust me, they're not as good looking. Or at conversation.