Scream (Open)

[Sage "Sami" LeFax]

Sage worked away on the doll he'd chosen to fix that time. he worked away on them, one after another, taking a deep pride in his work, knowing that outside the production factory, children everywhere were enjoying that he'd fixed their toys. Sadly, Sage knew not why so many dolls were broken to begin with, but he wasn't one for questions. In fact, he wasn't one for words. Not to another living soul, of course.

Dolls were different. They were special, and stirred some long buried emotion in him he'd believed to have ridden himself of. They were his passion and lust and everything in between. He loved to brush their hair, watch them squirm when they believed they were fine. Denial, obviously, but Sage could make them see the light. He made them understand that he was only fixing them, making them safe for children to play with. That's what the Big Guy told all the toymakers to do - fix broken toys.

Sage so very much loved his job. He grinned wickedly as he stroked the side of a female doll's face, brushing away her machine made tears as he began to cut into her life-like flesh. These toys were so realistic nowadays...

[AmberLee]

"I still don't see why I have to go fetch the doll maker!" one of the assistants had cried. The four of them were going to be late for the gala and now this. The stupid girl was going to make them even more late and Father really did hate to be later than he intended. So Amberlee knew what she had to do.

"Shut up! I'll go father, Just send Marco and his limo to the production line and tell them to wait for me... Go ahead." She rolled her eyes and shoved herself out of the Limo. Her father said nothing, just nodded at her. He touched his chest, and Amberlee touched hers, nodding at him. Unlike most, in his profession, Mr. Heart could not show much compassion, but this was their own little sign language. Amberlee sighed as she shut the door of the limo and climbed up the small steps to the front door of the 'empty factory'.

It wasn't empty, because Father's favorite doll maker was just inside, doing the bidding he'd been hired to do. Child's Play didn't really hire people to do this job only, but Mr. LeFax was perfect to be the top of Child's Play's producers. Amberlee pushed opened the door and lightly tread inside the hall ways. Tucking one of her red curls behind her ear, Amberlee turned down one hallway then the next. Soon she was at the back and took out her keys from her pouch. Unlocking the basement door, she opened the large wooden door to the cleaned bamboo stair case.

"Sage? Sage LeFax? Are you down here?" She called out, carefully walking in her 4 inch wedges down the stairs. She made sure to shut the door behind herself as she continued down the stairs to the bottom. "LeFax?" She called out to the large maze like hall that led to a larger room.

She hoped he was down here, she didn't like climbing those stairs in these wedges for nothing.

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[Sage "Sami" LeFax]

The needle thread snapped as he gave it a final tug. Perfect. She was his latest repair, and she would make a child so very content. After all, he'd fixed their toy - They should be grateful he was willing to provide such a brilliant service. Adjusting the chair so the doll was now sitting, he took out a brush and gently pulled it through the light brown hair. He'd make it hide the stitches until they fell away (the child wouldn't notice of course). They he took out the makeup, and decided that for this doll she would get a little touch of green. It really brought out the blue of her glass eyes.

"Sage? Sage LeFax? Are you down here?"

He was so started by the voice that he smeared the doll's makeup. How upsetting - He couldn't send her back to her child a mess. Sighing heavily, Sage carefully removed the smear, and fixed it so it looked perfect. The doll was complete. All he needed to do before sending her back to her child was tidy her clothes. What rags she wore. The child would be much happier with a well dressed doll...

"LeFax?"

The voice came again, but this time Sage didn't jump, only flinched. Why must people bother him when he was working? There was nothing more important than fixing dolls - That's what the Big Guy upstairs had told him. And Sage didn't like to make the Big Guy upset. So, naturally, Sage ignored the voice, deciding that it couldn't be more important than the task he was supposed to complete.

After all, he could seek it out after he dressed the doll...

[AmberLee]

Amberlee huffed with frustration. He had to be down here, he was always working on the dolls. Human like or not, he was always working. Mr. heart enjoyed Sage's work ethic, but Amberlee didn't enjoy him ignoring her. She walked down the maze like way towards the working room. She didn't even flinch at the small blood splatters on the ground and walls. It wasn't all over, but there were hints of what else went on in this place. But there wasn't anyone she knew, or that her father told her was to be Dolled tonight. With a sigh, she stepped over a small puddle of something she didn't have time to find out about.

With the games about to start, Mr. Lefax had a special job to do now. Lightly treading around a corner, she looked to the man standing over a doll. Crossing her arms, she waited a moment before stepping forward and clearing her throat. She didn't want to be here for long, especially when he wasn't even paying attention to her. If she had to be here, she might as well get the man to talk to her. It would take atleast 20 minutes for marco to get the car to the place.

"Sage LeFax, I know you can hear me." She spoke, arms crossed. Walking forward a bit, she tilted herself to look at the doll he was working on. "She's pretty..."

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