Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26989948-20170315215545/@comment-26989948-20170319220042

Marionne shook it. He decided to get out of his box and look around for the others. Oddly, he was quite short: Only around 5 feet tall. He wandered towards the Crow's Nest.

"Hey, Marionne. How's it going?" called a voice in the darkness.

 "Nothing interesting: Just a new technician."

Marionne entered the Parts and Service Room. He stared at the familiar worktable and conveyor leading to another room, one specifically designed to dismantle them. He noticed another door on the other side of they conveyor and read the note attached to it.

"We figured we might as well give this one up: It's been acting up recently. It's their problem now."

Marionne opened the door and saw the lone yellow bear. The one.

He stepped out of the room immediately, overcome with an incredible headache. He shouldn't have been able to think clearly, but he was.

He remembered everything. Who he was. What happened to him. How he was put back together after the very incident that ended his life.