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Phoenix-FireMage β Magic Cupboard Error
Published: 2014-01-01 20:41:07 +0000 UTC; Views: 1964; 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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Robin turned at the sound of the yelp, surprised. It had sounded like it came from... His eyes fell on the wooden doll, and they widened. It wasn't wooden anymore, and it was moving! Crouching, Robin looked at it. "Um... hello?"
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Gavin;s heart was pounding a mile a minute in his chest. When he'd first met COLE--a guy not even a half foot taller than him--he'd been scared just because of the size difference. Now, seeing a being much larger than THAT...the boy was terrified! When the giant spoke, he curled up and started to sob, choking out "P-p-please...d-don't kill me!" He honestly felt like he'd die any moment out of fear, he'd never been THIS scared in his life as he hid his face, wishing he'd never decided to test the key in his closet door's lock
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Robin held up his hands, replying quickly, "I won't, I won't!" Slowly, he shifted to be sitting on the ground, about level with the little fellow, who he was sure by now was very much alive, no longer his doll. "Do... do you know how you got here?" Was it the same magic that had swapped him with the toy of that giant, Gavin, before?
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He sniffled and whimpered before shaking his head, still hiding his face. "N-no...I don't..." He squeaked out. "M-my friend...h-he locked me in my...my closet...f-for no reason..." He sobbed. "A-after he locked the door...I...I was here...b-but...where IS here...?"
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"You are in my bedchamber," Robin replied calmly and soothingly. "What is your name, Β little one?"
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Gavin sniffled, still not looking at the giant, his blood pounding in his ears as he stuttered his name out. "G-G-G-Gavin..."
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Robin did a double take, looking at Gavin sharply. That... that was the same name... Before he could think about it too much, he asked, "Gavin? Did... did something strange happen, earlier today, to you?" He paused, unsure if he should say more, and then decided to press on. "Did a toy come to life?"
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Gavin sniffled and slowed in his crying, confused. How did this man know something like that? "Y-yes..." He squeaked, still not looking at the giant, trying to get his heart beating normally again
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Robin paused again. Of course, the boy could have just agreed with him... One more question. "What did he tell you his name was?"
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Gavin frowned a moment, having to think. It had started with an 'R'...he whimpered, then stuttered out "R-Robin...he...he said his name w-was Robin..."
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Robin nodded, looking shocked, but not by a whole lot. "Gavin... that... that was me," he said softly. "And whatever magic brought me to your world reversed now, bringing you to mine."
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He sniffled, then slowly started to look up at the giant, blinking several times before he realized..."It really is you..."
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Robin nodded. "Yes, it's me," he said. "So... the friend who locked you in a closet, is he the same friend who you wanted to hide me from?"
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Gavin hesitated a moment, then nodded slowly. "C-Cole...yes..." He said, starting to calm down once he realized who this giant was
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"Thank you for hiding me from him, even though I was returned home almost immediately afterwards," Robin said. "He does not seem like a very good friend."
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He smiled weakly. "Now you know WHY I hid you from him..."
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Robin nodded. "Hopefully, the magic will return you home soon, but not so soon that he is still there," he said.
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Gavin bit his lip. "But...t-the door was locked...if I w-went back and Cole's not there...I...I'd be t-trapped..."
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Robin winced. "Right. I am sorry. Another hope: that the door will be unlocked for you to exit freely."
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He nodded. "I hope so..."
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Robin smiled. "Would you care to move to a more stable platform?" he inquired gently.
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Gavin gulped nervously. "Y-you'd...have to pick me up...?" He squeaked, shaking a bit
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Robin nodded gravely. "Yes, it would require that," he said. "I won't if you don't want me to, of course. I understand completely how you feel."
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Gavin whimpered, then closed his eyes and nodded, his heart pounding. "Alright...do it..."
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"Really?" Robin asked, surprised. Slowly, he held out his hand, palm up and as flat and still as he could make it.
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Gavin nodded, cringing slightly. "...I trust you..." He said softly, and once the hand was close enough Gavin slowly and shakily pulled himself up
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Moving slowly enough not to jostle his small passenger but quickly enough to get this over with, Robin carefully transferred Gavin to a nearby table. "You alright?" he asked.
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Gavin nodded, trembling all over and trying to calm down. "Y-y-yes..."
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"Good," Robin said, withdrawing his hand.
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Gavin slowly relaxed. "Thank you..."
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"You're welcome," Robin said, lowering himself into a crouch once more.
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Gavin looked up at him, suddenly realizing something. "...was I really this big to you...? Back in my room?"
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"I think so," Robin replied. "Not entirely sure, though. Couple inches?"
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Gavin let out a slight whistle. "Wow..."
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"I know, right?" Robin said with a bit of a chuckle. "It's stunning."
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Gavin nodded. "Yeah...no wonder you didn't want me touching you..."
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"Glad you understand that now," Robin said with a smile.
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Gavin nodded again, then bit his lip. "H-hey...um...did...did you like it in my world...? I mean...w-would you ever want to visit...?"
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"I didn't see much of it," Robin replied with a shrug. "I didn't much care for being tiny, either..."
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Gavin sighed softly. "...I...I g-guess that w-would be an issue..."
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"You don't like being tiny, either, do you?" Robin asked.
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Gavin shook his head. "N-not r-r-really..."
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"So, you understand," Robin replied. "But we seem to have no control over these visits... I suppose we'd better just make the best of them."
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Gavin nodded, smiling weakly. "A-and hey...at least n-now we know the other w-wouldn't hurt the smaller...a-and...I r-really do trust you..."
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"Thank you," Robin said sincerely.Β
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(Alright, this is the one where I'm the toy, and can I use these guys: darksonicboom.deviantart.com/a⦠*I need to practice my accents...* He's not EXACTLY human, but he's close enough...if you don't want me to play him, I can do it as myself, figured I'd ask first before starting)
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((Yep, that works fine. Thanks for asking, though.))
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(Alright, thanks~ Also, I will TRY to fit in Dusty's accent, but it will SUCK at first...also, was Hunter put in with Dusty, or no?)
Dusty groaned, looking around in the darkness. "'Ey...where in Sam heck are we?" He asked, trying to find Hunter as he stood, squinting as he tried to see. "Can't see a darn thing in front o' mah face..."
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((Hm... I think no.))
Outside the cupboard, there was a slight gasp. Towheaded Joe stared at the door in shock, his blue eyes wide. Was that... a voice? But no... it couldn't be. The boy shook his head sharply, ignoring the sound.
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(So is Hunter a toy next to your OC or something, then?)
Dusty started walking around, grunting when he ran into a wall, falling back on his butt. "Ow..." He said, rubbing his nose as he hopped to his feet again, whistling. "Hunter! Where are ya, boy?" He called, unsure where his companion could've gone
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