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WHO: pullmychord and shockheadedpete
WHERE: The Police Station
WHEN: Probably Sun 1st or Mon 2nd, idk
SUMMARY: There's a new Sheriff in town
WARNINGS: Cowboys and red necks
FORMAT: Paraorwhatever
This whole place is still new, the concept a complete punch in the stuffing to a guy like Woody. Sure he's had his share of adventures, far more elaborate and exciting than most toys could ever dream of, but showing up in a world like this, alone and human is something a little daunting for a toy cowboy like him. Still, he's a leader, an adapter and a survivalist. Woody accepts the change and moves on, settling in as quick as he can. Explains why he's already been looking into working and keeping himself busy.
The police station isn't hard to find, and after Woody eventually decides to go human instead of toy, the travelling becomes far easier. It's odd being a person, but around here it seems like it's far easier to be accepted when over 6feet tall than it is to be 16inches tall. As a human, Woody's just the same; excessively tall and lanky, all arms and legs, pointed features and perfectly coifed cowlick hair beneath that hat of his. And of course, he's still in his cowboy kit, jeans tucked into brown leather boots and plaid shirt and waistcoat, an empty gun holster at his hip and a coiled leather whip hanging from his belt.
At least his appearance doesn't seem to phase the station's receptionist, who lazily directs him towards his destination and allows Woody to walk bonelessly off towards Pete's desk, a slight swagger in his step and a low 'clinkclinkclink' of his spurs with each movement. It might almost be imposing, were it not for his bright and chirpy, "Howdy, Captain!"
WHERE: The Police Station
WHEN: Probably Sun 1st or Mon 2nd, idk
SUMMARY: There's a new Sheriff in town
WARNINGS: Cowboys and red necks
FORMAT: Paraorwhatever
This whole place is still new, the concept a complete punch in the stuffing to a guy like Woody. Sure he's had his share of adventures, far more elaborate and exciting than most toys could ever dream of, but showing up in a world like this, alone and human is something a little daunting for a toy cowboy like him. Still, he's a leader, an adapter and a survivalist. Woody accepts the change and moves on, settling in as quick as he can. Explains why he's already been looking into working and keeping himself busy.
The police station isn't hard to find, and after Woody eventually decides to go human instead of toy, the travelling becomes far easier. It's odd being a person, but around here it seems like it's far easier to be accepted when over 6feet tall than it is to be 16inches tall. As a human, Woody's just the same; excessively tall and lanky, all arms and legs, pointed features and perfectly coifed cowlick hair beneath that hat of his. And of course, he's still in his cowboy kit, jeans tucked into brown leather boots and plaid shirt and waistcoat, an empty gun holster at his hip and a coiled leather whip hanging from his belt.
At least his appearance doesn't seem to phase the station's receptionist, who lazily directs him towards his destination and allows Woody to walk bonelessly off towards Pete's desk, a slight swagger in his step and a low 'clinkclinkclink' of his spurs with each movement. It might almost be imposing, were it not for his bright and chirpy, "Howdy, Captain!"