[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

You don’t want to overwhelm it, that’s for sure…but…this feels important.

You’ll keep it simple.

POLKA DOT: It was…back in the uh, Toy Store…
 

I don't need to go into too much-

POLKA DOT: I did some things I’m not proud of, I guess is how I’d put it.
POLKA DOT: Really, really awful shit.
 

But you can't stop yourself there.

POLKA DOT: I...don’t feel good about any of it, and I don’t know if I ever did, but…
POLKA DOT: But nobody really knows about any of it.
POLKA DOT: And I don’t…know if I want them to.
POLKA DOT: So when it comes to people not knowing you, I feel that too.

 
The gravity of your past starts hitting all over again, and even though your next words are soft in volume, they come out heavy, and every syllable feels like you can't possibly hold it back.

POLKA DOT: …feels like if they did, they’d run.

Roulette turns its head just enough to look at you,
lens opening once more.



It takes a long time, looking you over.

ROULETTE: . . .
ROULETTE: ...You really... don't remember, do you?
ROULETTE: It was... dark, so... it's possible you... couldn't see-
ROULETTE: Wouldn't, recognize-

An ice cold feeling runs down your back.

 

Everything seems to slow down, and when you manage to choke words out, they're horribly strained.

POLKA DOT: ...why...would you know-
ROULETTE: I've known since-
ROULETTE: ...I remembered in the pawn shop. That it was you.
 

The robot's voice is shaky, turning more often into unintelligible, quiet static.

ROULETTE: I... almost-
ROULETTE: For- For what you Did, I nearly k-

It rolls over onto its side away from you, pulling the blanket up over itself.

ROULETTE: . . .




ROULETTE: The wrench-
ROULETTE: ...I aimed for your head.
ROULETTE: I think- I remember, try-trying that-




ROULETTE: . . .




ROULETTE: ...you...
ROULETTE: ...are alive, I can only assume, because I...
ROULETTE: ...missed.