Commission for 5Phalanxator5 of their character falling victim to the 'special' security measures found in the plush factory setting from my old plush factory story 'Plushy Playtime'. They've found themselves suited into a particularly uncommon plush costume of creature, a Grabiod of all possible outcomes! Remember that old series/movies? Yeah i'm old enough to have faint memories of it.
There's a short story to go with this too...
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Wayon heard of a large plush toy production facility not far from where the festival city was being held. The place itself was a few hectares wide so it meant that the company that own it was pretty rich, with how each of their crafts were usually worth in the market. Becoming curious himself, Wayon had decided to sneak into the plush facility to sneak a look himself, wanting to know what the whole fuss was about.
Unfortunately for him, his trespassing had already been detected all the way from the city where he had traveled far from, the place itself was heavily guarded after all. Making it into the factory was surprisingly easy for Wayon but he found out that they had in fact been expecting him, falsely leading him towards one of their plush traps within the enclosures of the factory.
Just like that, the trap was sprung when Wayon explored a particular plush enclosure themed after a desert area as he found his feet sinking into the false plush carpet. The ground gave way as he found himself sucked into the soft cottony ground, noticing his clothes began to shift and warp the further he got. Wayon could see what his clothes were changing into but from what he felt it was very soft and springy, just like the plush toy that the factory produced.
Wayon found his mind growing dizzy the further he sank into the soft plushy floor, his clothes changing further as its colors picked up an unusual earthy-grey tone. Wayon giggled giddily as he felt an all encompassing softness encase him, not realizing that his clothes had mostly finished turning into an odd two-legged worm-like creature. A large beak-like hood fell over his head as he found his arms bound behind him within the costume’s cottony confines, the beak ‘snapping’ up and down as he bobbed his head. Letting out a childish giggle, the costumed boy scampered out of the thick plushy hole, letting out of few ‘snaps’ of his beak as he bobbed his head up and down.
From the cameras of the plush production facility security, the staff watched as the newest trespasser joined the rest of the other victims, running about the faux plush desert enclosure. Though some of the staffs were confused with their colleague for their choice of security ‘measures’ choosing a creature from a obscure old film instead of something more mainstream.
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Character(s) © - 5Phalanxator5
There's a short story to go with this too...
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Wayon heard of a large plush toy production facility not far from where the festival city was being held. The place itself was a few hectares wide so it meant that the company that own it was pretty rich, with how each of their crafts were usually worth in the market. Becoming curious himself, Wayon had decided to sneak into the plush facility to sneak a look himself, wanting to know what the whole fuss was about.
Unfortunately for him, his trespassing had already been detected all the way from the city where he had traveled far from, the place itself was heavily guarded after all. Making it into the factory was surprisingly easy for Wayon but he found out that they had in fact been expecting him, falsely leading him towards one of their plush traps within the enclosures of the factory.
Just like that, the trap was sprung when Wayon explored a particular plush enclosure themed after a desert area as he found his feet sinking into the false plush carpet. The ground gave way as he found himself sucked into the soft cottony ground, noticing his clothes began to shift and warp the further he got. Wayon could see what his clothes were changing into but from what he felt it was very soft and springy, just like the plush toy that the factory produced.
Wayon found his mind growing dizzy the further he sank into the soft plushy floor, his clothes changing further as its colors picked up an unusual earthy-grey tone. Wayon giggled giddily as he felt an all encompassing softness encase him, not realizing that his clothes had mostly finished turning into an odd two-legged worm-like creature. A large beak-like hood fell over his head as he found his arms bound behind him within the costume’s cottony confines, the beak ‘snapping’ up and down as he bobbed his head. Letting out a childish giggle, the costumed boy scampered out of the thick plushy hole, letting out of few ‘snaps’ of his beak as he bobbed his head up and down.
From the cameras of the plush production facility security, the staff watched as the newest trespasser joined the rest of the other victims, running about the faux plush desert enclosure. Though some of the staffs were confused with their colleague for their choice of security ‘measures’ choosing a creature from a obscure old film instead of something more mainstream.
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Character(s) © - 5Phalanxator5
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I haven't watched any of the Tremors films in full, but I have watched a few reviews and clips of some of the scenes, such as the 1st film's "broke into the wrong rec room" scene, or the scene from one of the later films where Burt recounts fighting off multiple graboids, finishing with the line "I am completely out of ammo"
Another one of your great stories. I enjoyed reading every line.
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