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Offical Woody Complaint Box
On (INSERT DATE) Woody said (INSERT COMMENT) to (ME/MY FRIEND/SOMEONE ELSE) due to (LEAD UP TO INCIDENT) and he made me feel (BRIEF DESCRIPTION). I strongly suggest that he (INSERT PUNISHMENT) until he (POSSIBLE REPARATIONS).

FROM: SUBJECT: BUZZ Jessie, I think we should talk about Peter. BUZZ I think I'm ready. LARXENE Soooooooooo... ALICE Jessie, hi. It's Alice. MAUL I am not good at this sort of thing WILL if i tell people about it, it'll freak them out CHLOE hey it's chloe BUZZ There's a deer come to visit in the garden VENKMAN Strings BUZZ Found my Fluid MAMI A gift BUZZ doggopic.jpeg FERN dude! you and Buzz are dating? that's great BUZZ So...Woody asked me about what we were hiding from him. BUZZ Sorry. I'll be okay. BUZZ --Rex would be a real dinosaur?! THE DOCTOR Hello, this is The Doctor. Is this Jesse?

TO: SUBJECT: BUZZ Hey howdy hey RUBY Oh my god I found lemonade in the toaster this morning. SANA Howdy there. I um... wanted to apologise for when you last saw me VENKMAN I gotta keep this short because... VENKMAN Hey-howdy-hey. This is your afternoon check-up call... BUZZ I still don't know why we all go so many presents anyway. WOODY Hey. You around? To talk, I mean? BUZZ Mami fucking died

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[Video; un TheDoctor]

[borntolove]

Hello, this is The Doctor. Is this Jesse?

Voice UN: bazooka jane

[yodelling]

[Oh sweet lord his name is actually The Doctor. That's... sure a name and Jessie knows someone who's first name is Combat. Jessie still sticks to voice for now, because well. Toy Reasons.]

It sure is. So you're a friend of Roses?

forward dated to whenever this is convenient

[mrsnesbitt]

[it's usually pretty quiet and peaceful during the "nighttime" in the prospero townhouse. even if all six toys present were up and moving around at this time, they're small enough and generally stealthy by nature enough that there wouldn't be much of a scene anyway.

that said, it's three in the morning when buzz jerks awake (? out of hibernation? who knows what they do, honestly), the soft green glow of his armour shifting on the walls slightly with the action. something's occurred to him, and it's pushed him fully back into consciousness.]

--Rex would be a real dinosaur?!

[.......weird, mr lightbeer. really weird.]

[yodelling]

[Deerington is an awful place, and the sudden movement is enough to rouse Jessie from (sleep???) with a very delicate and ladylike snort. She looks around for THE DANGER for a moment- assuming there has to be some... but no. It's just Buzz. Talking about dinosaurs?

She squints at him, her sleep-addled brain trying to put two and two together but not quite making four. ]

Whuzt? [A stunning display of the English language.] What was that about Rex?

heres the angst u ordered. i grew it myself

[mrsnesbitt]

[what a shitshow of a day. it's been about three hours since the thing with fern so the effects of the... cure have almost worn off, but not quite. buzz dragged his carcass home and got into the hallway before just. laying down.

honestly. this dream sucks. when are they gonna wake up?

he rolls over with a light groan at a whinny above him, pulling himself up and putting his hands on bullseye's snout.]

Sorry. I'll be okay. Did you watch the shows Woody got...? [he asks, perfectly content to act like everything is fine. like he won't just repaint himself if his faded armour colours never come back, please. nothing to worry about.]

such good home grown angst

[yodelling]

[Jessie was, frankly, glad that leaving the party meant that god-awful dress vanished and her usual get-up was back. Not only for the return of her beloved hat (and, more importantly, what was inside it) but because she wasn't convinced she could have crossed town in the damn thing. She sure as heck couldn't've parkoured her way up to their open window to get inside. She lands with a soft THUMP. She welcomes the lights of their home and even the god-awful scent of strawberry because it at least means it's safe in here. She dusts herself off (ugh is that MORE glitter or is she just imagining it?) before strolling her bow-legged way into the house proper. ]

Well, that sure was a night. I don't know about you, but-

[She stops dead. The first warning sign something wasn't right was the fact Bullseye didn't come barrelling over like the excited puppyhorse he is to greet her. One look at Buzz and she realises she should absolutely be worried.]

...What- what happened to you? Are you okay? You don't look okay.

this inbox? mine

[mrsnesbitt]

[jessie might've noticed that mr lightyear has not been very present for the last couple of days. that is because he's been laying in the mud somewhere. feelings suck, actually.]

So...
Woody asked me about what we were hiding from him.

heck yes

[yodelling]

[She HAS noticed, in fact, quite a bit. She's had a mighty concern going on. ]

Well.
That explains what's been going on with you, I guess.
How did he work out something was up?
Is he okay?
Are YOU okay???

Christmas Eve

[finaletea]

[You have been visited by Holy Mami!

She descends from the winter night sky, presents in hand. She has a smile on her face as she hands you a gift with a note attached. It’s a homemade mini sewing kit!]


“Take care of yourself out there! Merry Christmas!”

[Before you have the chance to say anything though, she’s gone! She has a lot of gifts to deliver and little time to do so!]
Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year!!

video, later: bazooka jane

[yodelling]

[Wow, that happened... real dang fast. Jessie's not really used to receiving Christmas presents. Toys generally are Christmas presents, after all. It's... weird being on the receiving end of one.

Still, she appreciates it a lot and it will, in fact, come in really handy. You could always use something that you can stitch yourself back together with in a place that's actively trying to kill you. A little later, Mami will have a message left for her.]

Aww, thank you kindly for the present, darlin'. It'll come in real handy, I'm sure.

christmas gifts

[deadboywalking]

[because of course jessie gets a gift, duh. it's one of those lightweight little stools that toddlers use, with wheels on the bottom, easily pushed, even by tiny doll hands -- he's worried about her and the other toys accessing their house, okay.

he's also drawn her a picture, on a post-it-sized piece of paper, with his sharpest pencils. it's a little fuzzy, but it's pretty unmistakable who it's of.]

[yodelling]

[It's still so weird that she got presents- toys don't GET presents. But here she is, getting presents. She's gonna treasure these forever because he's adorable and she loves him a lot.

Next year she will be better prepared for this. Gifts are a THING, wow.]

christmas present!

[boyobscured]

[ He found a pair of doll boots that are snowboots and thought she might appreciate them ]

[yodelling]

[He's a good boy and he spoils her!!! She's gonna be able to stomp about in the snow now! There's no stopping her!!!]

Christmas eve

[laminae]

[In an attempt to enthusiastically celebrate his first ever Christmas, Fern is covertly dropping off a wrapped gift addressed to Jessie from him on her doorstep.

It's a toy-sized machete!

Because of course Fern would assume a knife makes a good holiday gift.]

[yodelling]

[She's gonna call it Slashy and she will love it forever. WHAT A GOOD BOY. ]

Delivered on Christmas

[cashe]

[ Delivered in a rather large wooden box is two perfectly crafted mechanical horses. There are instructions and riding gear that should fit she and Woody (or whoever she choose to share the other with) perfectly. Attached is a note:

Dear Jessie,

While I've been having trouble figuring out how to put the power of weapons into miniature form, I figured in the mean time you should have a better way to outrun those who would do you harm. Had them designed by brilliant minds and they are fast. You can also use them to just go out for a ride, cause Lord knows a cowgirl needs the wind in the her hair. You let me know if you need any help with them.

Merry Christmas to you and yours,

Ashe ]

Text un: bazooka jane

[yodelling]

[Holy shit horses that don't have the chances to die horribly. She's gonna treasure them forever!! She'll send a message to Ashe, because this is important!!!]

Thanking you kindly for the horses! Bullseye doesn't get why they ain't alive, but he sure likes other horses to hang around with. Between them and Bo's sheep, we've got a real range starting up!

backdated to christmas.

[vlogged]

[he hasn't really had time to pick out presents for the gang yet. and besides, he really has no idea what you buy for toys. which is why he instead has the makings of a few presents lined up. the first being the large collection of cardboard boxes that have been making their way into the house, ready to build the city's largest dollhouse. eventually.

there's also a small addition to the team. while droney doesn't have any kind of ai, he does at least know how to follow commands. and, more importantly, has a direct link to karen. meaning, as he'll explain to the four of them, that they can get ahold of him any time they need to, just by talking to it.

oh, and there are also the plans he has for a toy-sized entrance so they have easier access to the house. something akin to an automatic pet door. because clearly adding tech is a way better idea than just adding a smaller sized door. but right now, they're just drawn plans that he'll pull out, along with a few blank sheets of paper so they can try and brainstorm some ideas together of other things they may need around the house.

look, as long as he's a guest here, he wants to be able to offer something in return.]

[yodelling]

[Peter is a GOOD BOY and she will love all of it except the cardboard boxes- which she will avoid like the plague. It's not you Peter, carboard boxes just shouldn't exist is all.

Still, his improvements to their existence are always so very welcomed. He can stay forever.]

Delivery on the 25th

[newtralize]

[There's a package left for Jessie. Inside it are two books when unwrapped.]

You seem to be very curious about animals, so I've included a book I keep in my library and my own book.

-Newt Scamander

[yodelling]

[She's gonna treasure these and you better believe she's gonna read the HECK out of them and then ask him endless questions afterwards.]

text

[mrsnesbitt]

Found my Fluid; I can type in English which is what I suspected based on how it was working out in my head.
Also, I got a gift from Sodder. Can I try it on you?

[...]

It's not dangerous or anything. I think it'll help.

text

[yodelling]

Hey you found it! Good job :)
I got something from her, too.
So we might as well see what we've got.
Who knows how much we might need them soon.

sometime after 2/11

[neverstudied]

[The solid blue string is the only one Venkman can't figure out.

Three red. Those are obvious. The solid silver led to Kim, the only person he's truly antagonized in his time here; the faded silver, he's sure, leads right to Walter Peck. Bound together forevermore from pure vitriol. A couple gold, one leading to Ripley- he can't be surprised about that, she's the only one who knows... well, she's the only one who knows. So of course she'd earn a string. Dana, he thinks, corresponds to a faded gold string right beside Ripley's- a matching set, bound by Sigourney Weaver- an actress neither of them are. Hell, the Dana he knew didn't look that much like Sigourney Weaver, though she was cast more accurately than he was.

The blue ones are the hardest. Venkman wonders if the faded blue is meant for his father, but eventually settles on Janine, instead. His father is less family and more... annoying obligation that gets him in trouble with the law. He's more of a father to his dad than the other way around, and if he thinks about that dynamic too much, he gets depressed. ... More depressed than usual. And Janine's like a sister to him, sometimes, so it's an obvious connection to make once he realizes she's not one of the gold.

That leaves a vivid blue.

He can't understand it. He can't figure it out. How does he have someone here who's like family to him?

Venkman really fights against the urge to follow the string at first. It's easy, especially given the effects of ADAM withdrawal- he's too sickly to drag himself outside at first. But eventually, he's having a relatively good day. And the curiosity is burning inside him. And at some point, it burns too brightly to ignore.

If someone's like family, then they're not gonna care about the red strings, right? About the one brilliant, vivid one that ties him to Ray, displaying years-old secrets like they don't even matter? He tells himself that, and it's the only thing that keeps him from turning right back around and hiding away for the rest of the month.

It's not hard to find the person on the other end. The closer Venkman gets, the easier it is to feel her presence, to pinpoint where in Rapture she is. And eventually, he turns a corner and they're face-to-face.

... Probably not actually face-to-face. He'd have to be crouching pretty damn low on the ground for that.]

Oh.

[Succinct and to the point. Somehow, Venkman is both shocked and not surprised in the slightest.]

[yodelling]

[Jessie's had her own time with the strings- mostly trying to deal with how few they were. It tugged at her age-old fears of inadequacy. Of not being enough. She knew it was silly and Deerington likely did this on purpose- after all, it's the perfect way to get to her.

And yet, it still bothered her. Still, at least she knew some of her strings, two of the blue ones led her right to Bo and Woody- and the one, single red string led her right to Buzz. The two she had remaining...well, that was a little trickier.

Venkman showing up answered a question she'd been mulling over to herself- she's close to plenty of people here, but if the blue meant what she assumed it did (with her links to Woody and Bo) well, that meant family. And that... well, that makes sense. ]

I was wondering if it'd be one of you two.

[See, Venkman, this is what it's like when you don't bottle your emotions up, look how chill she is. ]

[mrsnesbitt]

[they've been back for a little while now, and buzz has been so horribly torn between giving jessie some space or hovering near her to make sure she doesn't make any rage induced mistakes. he's doing better, now his own... whatever that was has worn off. it had only been a few hours, but he had honestly almost forgotten what it was like not to have crippling self-esteem problems. he has enough problems right now, thanks.

for the last couple hours, he's actually not been around her. buzz knows it's insulting to act like she needs handholding just to get through the day, though he really doesn't like not knowing what to do. it's a mess.

so he calls her when he knows she'll react positively to what he sees.]

There's a deer come to visit in the garden, if you want to see her.
She's sat down. Think she's planning on staying a while.

[yodelling]

[Jessie hates the anger still festering inside her. She knows her emotions always exist on a hair-trigger, and she knows that they probably always will be. But she has better control than this, usually. She can stop it. But this is different. It's just rage, simmering constantly away at the back of her mind until something sets her off and it boils over. She hates it. She hates that the fact she's being messaged by the person she loves most in the entire universe has annoyed her - something that usually brings her so much joy. She hates feeling like this. ]

I do like the deer.
I don't know, I'm not right still.
Can you promise you'll stop me from punching the deer?
Just in case.

text; un: price is right

[tagartist]

hey it's chloe
idk if you remember me
i was the chick on the ship who shoved perfume in your face
with the blue hair and horrible cardigan

that's the second worst way i think i've ever had to describe myself
anyway

this is me awkwardly checking to see how you're doing
don't judge, i'm a fucking disaster with people skills, but i like to think i'm doing my best

Text un: bazooka jane

[yodelling]

Howdy.
Yeah, I remember you.
Thanks again for your help.
You really got me out of a situation there.

It's okay.
I've heard worse ways, you're good :)

I appreciate you checking in on me.
I'm doing as good as I can.
Been dealing with more of the effects from Rapture which hasn't been fun.
But I'll live.
How about you?

1/?? sent over the course of the time she's a birb

[mrsnesbitt]

I don't know if that bird was you. I don't even know where your Fluid is.
I think it was.
A couple people turned into weaponry by accident. It makes sense that it would work the other way.

I won't tell them where you are. You do you, Jessie. Fly around.
Maybe this'll wear off eventually.

[mrsnesbitt]

This'll probably look really strange if you come back and you're not the bird.
The feathers are suspect.

Did you really need to throw me into that bush?
Thanks for not aiming for the concrete, I guess.

text | misfire probably

[deadboywalking]

if i tell people about it, it'll freak them out
so no, i'm not gonna tell
i'm gonna just try not to think about it forever until i die

Text un: bazooka jane

[yodelling]

[She's been repressing this pretty fucking hard, but she knew they'd have to deal with this eventually. Okay. Super.]

Honestly, that was going to be my plan for the whole thing.
Except the dying part for obvious reasons.
Still.
I'm sorry.
It was a pretty terrible time.

Text; un: darkness (Sometime late April/early May after his curse got broken)

[survivalthroughhate]

I am not good at this sort of thing, but I understand what you did for me when I was turned into a child. So...thank you.

text

[yodelling]

You're welcome. It's what us toys are meant to do- making sure kids are happy. Even if that person ain't usually a kid.

I hope I managed to make you feel a little less alone for a spell.

voice, early june

[dramaquinn]

[ It's been far too long since she checked in with Jessie, so-- ]

Jessie, hi. It's Alice. How are you and Bullseye and the others doing?

voice

[yodelling]

[Oh hey, it's Alice!]

Howdy Alice. We've been doing just fine. Been keeping Bullseye inside a lil' while all the fighting's been going on, but he's been loving seeing all the real horses showing up. I bet you've bee loving that too, huh?

[She knows, girl, she knows.]

Audio - UN: Foudre

[trancheuse]

Soooooooooo...

This is Jessie... right? The one with the exacto knife?

[Starting off great her, Lar. Just great.]

permavoice

[yodelling]

[What the HAY HAY. Oh, this is not a voice she welcomes at all. No sir. ]

...What do you want?

action

[mrsnesbitt]

[in between all the trouble going on right now in the town, here is one (1) buzz lightyear fairy flittering into whatever room jessie's in and landing with a heavy whud. he looks worried; moreso than he usually does.]

Jessie, I think we should talk about Peter. I'm worried he's spiraling into a bad place very quickly.

[yodelling]

[Buzz looking more worried than normal is a cause of concern- because people are acting ever the more screwy and Jessie has learned to be very wary when that starts happening. When he starts talking about Peter, her eyebrows knit together. what has that boy been doing.]

...What do you mean? Is this more than trying to break out of the dome?

text UN: Ranger

[mrsnesbitt]

[god, doing this is like pulling water out of a rock, but with bo disappearing... buzz figures he's hit his boiling point. sumbitch.]

I think I'm ready.

[yodelling]

[She releases a sigh of relief she's probably been holding for months. Good. The loss of Bo, the fact Woody is asleep and missed that weighs heavy- but at least this is something she can address now. Something she can help with.]

Okay hon. I'm glad. Where you at?

its toy hours

[mrsnesbitt]

[there's something to be said for suddenly coming back to life in the middle of the day with very little explanation, and that something is:] MAMI!

[buzz jerks up and looks around, stands, then gets hit with a wave of unbelievable nausea and flops back down.]

Oh, that's bad... is anyone home?!

TIME FOR PAIN

[yodelling]

[Jessie has been existing in a constant state of fretting, waiting for Buzz to come back. It's not the first time, she has human friends here who have died- she's had to wait for the process before. But it's not the same when it's one of their own. They're usually so resilient.

And Buzz died anyway. The week without him was worse than anything she can think of. Worse than the terror bird, worse than the Titanic, worse even than losing Woody, than losing Emily. It made her realise she couldn't be without him. She couldn't bear it.

So when she hears him yell, she's already racing across the house to find him, gathering his little spaceboy self in a surprisingly gentle hug. ]

I thought you weren't coming back.