Figuring things out (open)

[Vivian]

After what felt like hours of running, the young stitch punk finally came to a dead stop. Her legs aching as she bend over to try and catch her breath. She breathed heavily, just how far did she run? Surely it wasn't that much but still...she felt exhausted. She looked up at the sky, her thoughts just as clouded as the storm, and thinking about what she had seen prior before just stood there looking up.

Two bodies...one a small little girl, the other a grown man...both dead. She didn't understand, what happened to them? And that object in the man's left hand...exactly what was it? But there was an even greater question to be answered. She looked around, finally taking notice of her surroundings.

Exactly where was she?

The stitch punk found herself in what looked to be a rusty yet still colorful carnival. Rides scattered about like seashells on a beach. She stared in awe at a beautifully made tiger on a merry go round, and imagined how cool it must have been when the strange creature was up and fully functioning. She placed a hand on the bottom of a game stand, and looking up at it and it's childish prizes smiled slightly. It did not stay long however, as a question filled her mind.

"Who...am I?"

She bit the lower part of her lip, and thinking about the question realized...that she had no idea who she was! Hell! she didn't even know her name! She started to panic, surely she remembered something...it wasn't like she was just born...was it? She took a deep breath, and letting it out to calm down thought logically about her situation. But still no solutions came to mind.

Well...if she didn't know her actual name then she should probably make up one just in case anyone asked, which brought up another question to mind. Was she alone? No...surely there was someone else in this world...someone else that might be able to help her find out who she was, but what if there wasn't? No. She wouldn't think like that, the thought of being alone for some reason scared the stitchpunk a lot. She tried to understand this feeling of fear, but finding it just as difficult to understand as the little knowledge she knew about herself decided to ignore it for now.

A name...hm...well it had to be something good, nothing stupid or childish. She closed her eye's and clearing her thoughts of whatever left over questions she had whispered in a soft voice,

"Vivian..."

[Simon]

This was definitely the farthest from home Simon had ever been. And this was definitely going to piss off his parents as his wanderings usually did. Of course, that would never deter him from moving forward... gaze cast out on the oddly shaped structures and machines that stood before him.

If he had been a human before this life, he might recognize the colorful stands and interesting rides for what they were; maybe even close his eyes and let himself drift off into a memory of the fascinating glow of lights and delighted laughter coming from the crowd enjoying their night at the carnival. However, Simon was never alive in those times. He never knew what it was like to be human, let alone experience the joy of riding a ferris wheel or winning a stuffed animal from some silly game where you knock over some bottles. To him this place was just another tomb of a world he would never know. Or, if not a tomb, at least a new place for him to explore.

Though, despite the stitchling's audacity to defy both his parents and wander off alone once again, he found himself a bit apprehensive about continuing forward. He would never admit it to anyone, but he wasn't entirely confident with entering such an odd place. Everything here just seemed out of place and unnatural to him in comparison to the blankness of the decaying buildings and cars that were scattered across the emptiness. It was all too colorful despite how faded everything had become from the years of exposure to the elements... and overall gave off a feeling he was unfamiliar with.

Simon's unease would not stop him however, just going to reach up to the scissor blade at his back and unsheathing it from its strap. He would never forgive himself for backing down over a faint moment of hesitation, unfortunately having inherited both his parents' stubbornness... or at the most their recklessness.

With his weapon ready, he observed the many structures as he walked cautiously, unknowingly heading in the direction of the other soul within the park's vicinity. It frightened him then when he thought he heard a girl's voice, freezing up and optics whirring as his pupils widened. Simon shifted to the side to look around, shakily moving his hair back from over his face so he could see better. With the scissor blade up, he cleared his voice box as he prepared himself to speak... honestly not too smart when it came to being stealthy. He had a tendency to act foolishly when he was frightened, not seeming to understand how to stay out of trouble.

"...Is... someone there?"

[Vivian]

Vivian jumped as she heard voice coming from behind her, turning around instantly to see what could have spoken or who. "H-hello? she said, her voice shaking slightly as she scanned the area for any signs of movement. She took a step back, and feeling her heart beat faster looked at the ground for anything she could use as a weapon. She picked up a small twig, and holding it like a batter ready to hit took a few steps fore ward. She walked cautiously to the next game stand, and was about to continue onward when suddenly she heard it...The breath of another being. She froze up, what was she to do!? Was it a friend? Foe? The rag doll had no way of knowing...She closed her eyes, and taking a deep breath quickly turned the corner attempting to hit whatever was in front of her with the twig.

[Simon]

<sub>THWACK!

Simon was just turning in the direction of the voice he'd heard when a stick came swinging toward him, stunned as the twig whacked him over the head. The stitchling gave a shocked yelp and stumbled back, unable to keep himself on his feet as he clumsily fell down onto his backside. His optics whirred in a sort of confused terror for several seconds after he was down, though once he finally realized his attacker was no more than a small doll like himself his fear dissipated.

The twig hadn't hurt him nearly as much as it hurt his pride, pouting with a cross huff as he shakily went to get back to his feet. Simon kept his eyes narrowed on the other doll, metal fingers wrapping around the handle of his scissor blade as if tempted to use it out of embarrassment... however, he wasn't quite violent enough to lash out at someone for this. Besides, the other doll seemed frightened to him, uncertain if he could bring himself to attack someone in this state.

Unfortunately, Simon's resolve to keep himself restrained did not extend to his verbal actions, stomping his foot like a child as he narrowed his eyes on the she-doll, "Hey! What's WRONG with you?! You can't just go around knocking dolls in the heads with sticks! Are you crazy?!" He sounded incredibly flustered, pouting still over the fact he was caught off guard and knocked over so easily.</sub>

[Vivian]

Vivian was surprised by the other beings outburst, she put the stick down and nervously looked up at the other doll with a sorry look across her face. "I-im sorry...i-i was- hold on...did you say doll? The rag-doll looked at the other figure, and finally taking notice of his appearance realized...that he was like a doll! With iron frame, and burlap fabric. The poor doll couldn't believe her eyes! "Am....am i a doll too?" she thought curiously. She looked at her hands, and taking a quick look at her feet found both of them to be made out of some sort of metal like the strangers.

So...that's why everything looked so huge. Cause she was actually a small doll! She shook her head in disbelief, no way...how could she be a doll? Was she always like this? If only she could remember something...anything! She looked back up at the other "doll," "Are we the only one's?" she asked. Vivian was still a bit confused but, deciding to push most of her questions in the back of her mind just stood there listening to the other doll.

(meh...sorry, bad post is bad XP)

[Simon]

<sub>Simon's optics clicked in a blink as the other stitchpunk examined herself, finding her general confusion unusual. Tilting his head at her question, he gave a loud snort, his usual look of displeasure coming to his face. "What do you mean 'the only ones'? I don't see anyone else here," he replied with a glance around his surroundings, as if to see if there happened to be any other beings in the area.

He seemed to have misunderstood exactly what the she-doll was asking, since from his point of view it was a rather silly thing to ask if they were the only ones in existence. He was around other stitchpunks everyday, so it wasn't even a question to consider if they were 'the only ones'... as he knew very well that they were not.

Lowering his scissor blade, he decided this stitchpunk was no threat to him, though he had a tendency to decide that with about everyone. However, Vivian's confused and somewhat vulnerable behavior seemed to be feeding his confidence more than usual. He walked around her curiously, observing her rather new appearance and how she held herself, tilting his head some. Despite the fact she was two inches taller than him, Simon wasn't the least bit intimidated, if anything getting the immediate sense that he was much more of a threat to her than she was to him. Of course, that was mostly just his ego coming into play.

"There's some weird thing in your hair," Simon said in a stoic manner, referring to the band that was keeping her hair up in a ponytail. He's never seen anyone with a hairstyle like this, so he found the look rather odd, mistaking it for a piece of junk caught in her hair rather than something that was put there intentionally.</sub>

_{((It's fine! Don't worry about it! nDn))}

[Vivian]

Vivian frowned at the other dolls response. Perhaps he didn't understand what she meant but 'the only ones' but oh well...She watched as he circled around her, feeling a bit uneasy especially since he had a scissor blade in his hand. At once she thought about picking up the stick again just for defense, but deciding to wait until he actually attacked if he did just stood there defenseless.

"There's some weird thing in your hair," Simon said. "huh?" she said confused, she reached back to see if anything had gotten caught in her hair. And feeling the band started to laugh. "silly! It's a hair band!" She said smiling.

Wait a minute...hair band? Just how did she know that? She couldn't remember anything about herself! Yet...she knew other things...actually now that she thought about it...the place the two dolls were in, the strange machines, she knew exactly what they were. In fact, she even knew how they worked! This confused the doll greatly, just what did this mean? Was she here before? She had no idea...

She looked back at the other doll, and smiling said "I'm sorry! I didn't introduce myself, I'm Vivian! What's yours?"

[Simon]

Simon's optics clicked as the other doll called him silly, tilting his head to the side and not seeing what was so funny about it. If anything, he was a bit defensive over the fact he'd made the mistake of pointing something out that obviously wasn't as big a deal as he had thought. Great. If she thought he was 'silly' than she also probably thought he was an oblivious moron. ...At least, that's how Simon's mind decided to put it all together. He had a tendency to blow things out of proportion and this was no exception. Now he just felt he had something more to prove to this other doll.

"I'm sorry! I didn't introduce myself, I'm Vivian! What's yours?"

Being a bit obsessed with the embarrassment over his mistake, he nearly didn't hear Vivian's introduction; pausing a moment to collect himself before looking back over at her. His gaze stayed trained on her for no more than a second before he looked down, carelessly stabbing the blade of his weapon into the ground and leaning on the handle. Yes, this definitely made him look 'cool', didn't it? Not silly. No, he wasn't going to made a fool of himself again.

"My name's far too pretty and important to even be spoken around someone like... you. But since you're obviously dying to know, then fine. ...It's Simon." his voice was nearly gagged with mock superiority, all of which was more or less a joke considering he knew he was nothing special. If anything, this was most likely the reason behind his fake ego.

"Also, just to make this clear... I am not silly." Simon said this confidently, even tilting his chin up slightly as if to make himself look taller than he really was. The stitchling was definitely lacking in charm, though most of his aggression stemmed from the fact that he wasn't confident with himself in the least. This was his normal behaviour towards almost everyone at first, as it usually took him a while before he started to really come out of his shell.

((I'm so so so sorry it took so long for me to respond, forgive me ;-; <3;)

[Vivian]

"oh! sorry! didn't mean to upset you. It's nice to meet you simon!" Vivian replied smiling, obviously not taking any notice of what the other doll was trying to do. She looked around and becoming curious about the area they were in looked back at the doll. "Hey! Why don't we explore this place together? I've never been here before, and neither have you i take it. It would be a lot of fun! Much better than looking alone."

The doll was so excited with her idea, however, her smile soon faded as she remembered what he said when he introduced himself and scratched the back of her head. "of course..." she said looking down at the ground. "I could understand if you don't want to...being important an all."

For a moment the doll looked sad, she had finally met another person in this world. But...if they didn't want to be around her, there was nothing she could do then. She then suddenly smiled, and looking back up at Simon waited for his response.

(its ok! im just sorry you have to read a shitty post right after yours =.=)

[Simon]

Hmm.

Simon found himself somewhat interested in Vivian's offer, however he fought with himself on letting it show. By her comment, she seemed to believe him when he'd said he was important... or at least that's what he observed. He was conflicted if he should agree and show that he was actually not as important as he had been trying to act... something he wasn't entirely comfortable with. On the other hand, what was the point in someone thinking you were special if they weren't around to acknowledge it?

"Well," he started, an idea popping into his head after several seconds of unsure silence, "No, I'll go with you. But this isn't for fun. This is important business. I'm only going with you because it could be dangerous around here. You wouldn't stand a chance without someone like me to protect you."

He gave a confirming nod after speaking, taking his weapon out from the ground and holding it over his shoulder. Despite his words, he was actually a bit fearful of running into anything hostile inside the park. Simon may be naive and headstrong, but he knew his chances against an actual threat. A four inch stitchling against a larger stitcpunk... or worse, a machine... really has no chance. Especially one that was as sloppy as he was with his weapon. It was a surprise he hadn't dropped the thing yet.



(( Don't worry about it, I like reading your posts. c: ))

[Vivian]

"oh! I see, thank you!" Vivian replied, smiling brightly at Simon. She was so excited! How could she not be? All this time she thought she was alone...but now she wasn't anymore! The doll kept smiling, until suddenly she gave him a quick hug. "Well then! Lets go!" she said, before turning on her heels to walk the other way.

And as she did she had to wonder...if there were dolls like her and Simon, then what else was out there? Monsters? Vivian began to shudder at the thought of a gruesome creature chasing after her. She suddenly then shook her head. "There's no use worrying about it now..anyways...i have Simon with me! I should be ok."

How wrong she was.

(sorry it took me so long! i've been trying to finish college apps and everything before school starts! >.<)