[It's really not uncommon to see Lotso looking a bit battered and exhausted. In this case, he's just come back from a long walk across campus, without the aid of his trusted walking cane. He holds up the toy mallet, popping the head off of the handle.]

[sigh]

Alright, two things. First off, does anybody have a glue gun with 'em? I'd sure appreciate ( Read more... )

[Lotso's been keeping to himself as of late, understandably since he was still badly injured the last time he was seen out in public.
But even now as he's wandering around campus, he's keeping very much to himself, burdened with some very troubling thoughts. His usual friendly demeanor is totally gone, he's not striking up any conversation with the ( Read more... )

Howdy, Academy. I’m sure most’v ya have heard ‘bout my little accident, an’ I wanted to say thank you to anyone that saw ta me gettin’ fixed up. I’m a bit worn out these days, it’s good ta know that people care ‘nuff to keep me goin’. This stitch’ll hold up fer a while longer, I’m sure ( Read more... )

[Ever since the Mist rolled in and consumed the earth, Lotso has been "asleep". Or the closest thing that toys can come to it... a form of stasis. It allows them to remain in their inactive state for long periods of time, but something is wrong about it this time.
It isn't often that toys dream.

But for Lotso, right now, this isn't a dream. This is ( Read more... )

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