Stitch and Sew

[Headful_of_Eyeballs]

There's a place far away from here- A place filled with wilderness, with hope, and with mystery.


But most importantly, it's filled with Puppets: Fabric freaks who laugh, sing, and dance- as well as bicker, quarrel, and Scheme.
And what are they scheming about? That's a simple Question- the Golden Needle: a legendary artifact that allows you to sew and or/unsew anything- even the very souls of other puppets, effectively granting the the wielder godhood.

For as long as anyone can remember, this needle has been wielded by Madame Fuzz; the one and only ruler of this world, (as it's pretty much impossible to compete with someone who can rip your soul from your body and turn said body into a hand-fan)- but that doesn't stop anyone from trying to overthrow her and claim the needle for themselves so they can remake the world in their own vision.

You are just one of these usurpers- but unlike most of the others, you have a plan that you've been working for on your entire life.

So, 
What is Your Name?
What kind of puppet are you? (I.E Generic monster, Cat, alien, ETC.)
What do you do for a living?
And How do you plan on getting your fuzzy little hands on the needle?

[Lucy]

your name: wack
your kind: quack
your living: pack
your plan: smack

you're wack the duck and you're a professional mover, you help people move. You will fight with your flailing wings of punishment til you have no more who can stand against you. It's not about the needle, its about the principle.

[knux400]

Name: Cue Ball
Type of Puppet: Simple, Smooth Sock Puppet w/ No Discernible Features
Career: Locksmith
Master Plan: Smith locks in the dead of night, stab Madame Fuzz with a regular needle, obtain Golden Needle

[Guest]

Fromble

This is why I have *beef* with Madame Fuzz, she made me as a fucking WORM. No hands. Tiny. But full of contempt.

Gloomberry picking. They're like multicolored cherries with a slight dizzying effect when consumed. The can be hard to access through all the brambles, so smaller puppets like me are stuck harvesting them. Though with no hands, chewing away the stems still leaves me pretty dizzy by the end of the day. I'm above it. 

Simple. During her next banquet, I'll tag along inside the pastries. A real Trojan Pie. I'll spike the food with Gloomberries while I'm at it, and the moment she takes a bite, I'll be there, a bite away, and I'll nab the needle before she can get her bearings. I'll just need to get an in with the catering team...

[skinstealer]

name: bauble
puppet: muppet of a cookie eating persuasion
occupation: professional bowler (yes, really)
how's the needle happening: asking people very nicely

[Headful_of_Eyeballs]

That's right- Your name is Fromble. You're a big, fuzzy blue creature- the kind that most puppets expect to be working some machines out by the bubbling crater, not fiddling with busted locks smack dab in the middle of the capital city. Most puppets would probably just gloss over you.

Most puppets haven't been planning the assassination of Madame Fuzz for years on end.

Your plan is simple- Wait until the next grand feast, pick the locks, get to the kitchen, poison the Gloomberry pies, the get to the cellar and poison the wine. After that, you attend under a false identity (There's alot of rich puppets that you have a uncanny resemblance to, and most of them aren't likely to miss work to attend said feast) and seize the needle while everyone is dying and/or panicking. Admittedly, there are a lot of ways this plan could fall apart, but any other approach would be too obvious and easy to counter.

So- With the grand feast rapidly approaching, you have several things to do before you cane finally execute your plan.

You still need to:

• Obtain some kind of fast acting poison
  
• Map out a route through the grand place
  
• Practice picking heavy duty locks
  
• Pick which puppet you want to impersonate
  
• Read up on Feast etiquette
  
• And find a co-conspirator to help you (Optional)
  

So, which one do you want to tackle first?

[Lucy]

feast etiquette is a must, if you get spoon checked by the queen its over for you. You'll never live it down.

[seppawku]

stock up on your poison, plan can't go through without it

[skinstealer]

seconding feast etiquette. you cannot fuck up napkin placement

[knux400]

Focus on procuring the most lethal poison known to puppetkind: lemon juice

[Headful_of_Eyeballs]

After thinking for a bit, you decide to prioritize learning proper feast etiquette; You been working on this plan for way too long to have it fall apart just because you used a sugar spoon instead of a soup spoon. You're pretty sure that the local library has some books on the topic, so you decide to go over there and maybe snag some poison on the way.

After a bit of walking, You arrive at the 'Feltopia Public Library', Which is honestly a lot bigger then you remember- looks like you're gonna have to actually talk to somebody in order to find the etiquette books you need, as Working a service job for your whole life has pretty much killed your social life.

When you walk up to the desk, A rather scraggly puppet perks up and greets you.



"Hiya! My name is Tulio Rawrshock!" Xe Grins, adjusting Xis laminated nametag- 'Do ya need any help finding books?"

[Lucy]

Quickly, establish your quick wit and dominant demeanor and reply "you too".