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Published: 2014-01-01 20:41:07 +0000 UTC; Views: 1963; Favourites: 9; Downloads: 3
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I'd really prefer if the toy is human.No profanity, no vore, and nothing fatal.
Use correct grammar, punctuation, and full sentences. No single word replies, please.
Keep your fetishes out of this.
If you wish to switch roles, I still expect you to provide a good opening comment, instead of just saying 'switch'
Choose either first or third person to write in, and stick to it. DON'T use second person.
No godmodding! (Taking over the roleplay) This includes no dictating what my character does.
Error made here
Oh, and yes, this was totally inspired by the book Indian in the Cupboard.
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Scarlett blinked and walked towards the cupboard. She unlocked the door and peeked inside.
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((Can I be the plastic figurine?
A medic like Tommy Atkins. A little bit on the scrawny side with a bag so full of medications, he can barely carry it. He wears a dark gray uniform with a red cross on his chest. Some of his uniform gas small, red splatters. The personality is when you open the cupboard door.))
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((Sure, I suppose. Go for it.))
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((I guess that means I'll start))
"Where're those damn Germans?" I cried, banging my fists against a large wooden door, "Try and leave a bloke in the dark, eh? I'll teach them to never mess with Peter Trevor McFarland again!"
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((Please don't swear.))
John stared at the door of his cupboard. Was... was that really happening? There was a voice... coming from inside there... Grasping the key, he started to turn it, slowly, to unlock the door.
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((Sorry.))
I heard the sound of a heavy lock turning. Nowhere to hide or run to. I pressed myself against the wall as far away from the door as possible.
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John eased the door open just a crack. A tiny bit of light spilled inside. "Hello?" he said, almost in a whisper.
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I tried to force myself into a corner. I have such a bug mouth but a small sample of courage.
"Err....H-hullo?" I said reluctantly.
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"Who are you?" John asked softly, easing the door open a bit further and putting his eye to the opening.
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((Sorry my spelling is sometimes messed up. English is not my original language.))
I froze and my legs turned to noodles.
"Who are you?" I whispered hoarsely, "WHAT are you??"
My feet gave away from underneath me and I fell to the wooden floor.
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((That's okay, I understand.))
"I could ask you the same thing," John said in wonder, finally opening the door the rest of the way. "In fact, I did." He didn't seem to plan on answering your questions, but expected answers himself.
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I cleared my throat, standing shakily.
"I am Peter, a medic in World War One. But my friends call me Pete. Then again," I chuckled, "But, you're not my friend now are you?"
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((...he'd call it the Great War. That's what they called it during the war, not knowing there'd be another one.))
John shook his head. "John," he said. "I just... wow..." Looking in at you, he grinned a little. "This is incredible."
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((Right, right. I forgot.))
"How do you think I feel?" I asked, leaning against the wall, "The li'l bloke in the middle of a war and everything just goes black."
I scoffed.
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"Sorry..." John said. He watched you for a bit, and then asked softly, reaching into the cupboard, "May I pick you up?"
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I darted away from the hand quickly.
"Le-let's not get hasty here."
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"Oh, come on, please?" John said, his hand following you. "I'm not gonna hurt you..."
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I shoved myself away and was eventually cornered.
"Erk, ugh. Fine."
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John wrapped his hand gently around you and lifted you out. "Wow..." he breathed. "This is unreal."
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It looked like a six story fall from here. I placed my hand on your thumb.
"This is--this is a little high up."
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"I won't drop you," John assured you.
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"Says the stranger I just met," I snapped, crossing my arms.
This was so much to take in. Would I ever see my sweet Diane again? Her golden locks, ocean eyes, rose lips. I sighed loudly,
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"Sorry," John murmured. He lifted his hand out of the cupboard, taking you with it. "But I will be careful." He shifted his grip, now holding you cupped in both hands. "Better?"
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I nodded, sitting with my back up against his hand and my feet tucked close.
"Better."
I could see that his hands were big enough to carry six men and maybe a horse. But ... strangely I felt safe in them. It was alot better than the battlefield, I'll tell you that much. My bag sat beside me, the zipper slightly broken from having too many meds stuffed in it.
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John lifted you again, looking at you with amazement. "Wow..." he breathed again.
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I yawned, having been deprived pf sleep last night. It's hard to take a nap when all you hear is:
"Dear, God! He's dead!"
Pew-pew!
SKA-DOOSH!!
"I apologize, I'm just very, very tired," I yawned once more.
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"Oh." John nudged your shoulder a little with his thumb. "Are you going to fall asleep in my hands?"
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I rubbed my eyes, "Probly'. Wouldn't surprise me if I did."
I placed my med bag behind my head and closed my eyes for a moment.
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The boy chuckled. "You're that relaxed?" he asked.
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I opened my left eye, "I adapt easily. New things frighten me but after a while, I get calm."
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John nodded. "Alright," he said.
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I chuckled softly, "Who knows? Maybe you're just a dream and I just fell asleep on duty. General comin' ovah and I'm on the floor, sleeping like a baby. Any minute now, I might wake up,"
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"Feels real to me," John commented.
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"Maybe YOU'RE the one dreaming," I mumbled, sitting up, "Won't know until it happens, hm?"
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John chuckled and nodded. "Perhaps," he said. "But I don't normally dream that I'm in my room."
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"And I don't usually dream about being in the hands of a giant now, do I?" I laughed, stretching my arms and popping my knuckles, "I just can't seem to fall asleep, though..."
I sighed, propping my head up with my hand.
"Hmph."
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"Why do you want to fall asleep, again?" John asked.
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"It's silent here. Lot harder to sleep when there's all that racket back in your own bed," I smiled to myself, "Maybe the noise sorta does help me sleep. Who knows? I sure don't."
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"Ah, I see. Well, if you want to sleep, I guess there's no harm in it..."
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I shrugged, rolling onto my stomach, "Can't. If I did, I might've woken up not seein' you. We don't want that, eh? You're a nice kid; I like you."
I stumbled to my feet, sleep cooing to me. I decided that having something to focus on would keep me from crashing out. I glanced around the immense room.
"Whoa, what is THAT thing?" I exclaimed, hopping with surprise.
It was a big white box with a great, black screen. A board with plastic letters and an oval shaped...thing was attached to it with wires.
((Just so you know, it's a computer.))
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"A desktop computer," John answered, looking over at it. "It isn't invented yet in your time."
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"Computer?" I repeated.
Cautiously, I leapt off his hand and onto the desk. I lost my footing, now gripping the edge. After kicking my legs madly, I managed to swing myself up. This hardly concerned me as I raced to the contraption like a kid in a toy store.
I screeched to a halt just in front of the board of letters and such. I stepped on the letter "B". The black glass lit up, blue as the sea.
I gasped in amazement, "How do I use it?"
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"Hey, careful!" John exclaimed with a gasp, afraid you might fall. When you stood by the computer, he sighed and leaned in. "I'll show you," he said. It was asking for a password now, so he typed his in, logging into his account.
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"I am," I rolled my eyes, being scolded, "I didn't fall. Now hurry!"
I was a very impatient person. Curiosity killed the cat, they say. Well, I'm not a cat so you can eat it.
I watched in awe as he tapped away and black little dots appeared in a little white box labeled "password". The screen changed.
There was a photo of something I couldn't figure out and little pictures with words underneath like "Microsoft Word" and "Internet Explorer".
I took in all of this, storing it in my memory vault.
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"Patience, soldier," John admonished. He opened a word document.
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John moved the odd, round...thingie. An arrow on the screen did the same.
Click!
Words filled my vision. I attempted to quickly read them yet I couldn't bother. I was lazy, I admit it.
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Placing his hand on either side of you, John started typing. Up on the screen, words appeared. 'HELLO PETER.'
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Maisie looked at the cupboard curiously. She went over to the cupboard and opened the door slowly.
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