Fandom Island and Town

Another day dawned bright and sunny over Fandom Island today. The golden sun lit up the fields of felted grass, and a preserve of plastic trees. It followed the road made of connected puzzle pieces past the town made of wooden blocks and Lego pieces, all the way up to the fairy castle that dominated the isle. Clockwork birds whistled snatches of song and windup creatures scuttled through the plush underbrush. It was a fantasy land made of toys, carefully crafted to make any child lucky enough to see it clap their hands with joy.

But for all that Fandom looked joyful, was meant to be joyful, a pall hung over the quiet town. For a long moment, the only thing that moved was a tall action figure, his cloak billowing in the breeze, surrounded by a phalanx of green army men, as they walked down the long puzzle piece road. No toys came out to watch. With a walk like this, there was only one destination.

Though, not long after the group passed into the town, the large screens the dominated the skylines flickered to life. A marionette tumbled from the ceiling, blonde hair curling under her crown, a big gem catching the light. "Hello!" Karla said cheerily, her voice echoing up and down the island, blaring out from a hundred screens. A string pulled and now she was waving to the crowds that did not exist. "Wow, what a sad day, isn't it?" she asked, though her voice stayed perky and her painted smile remained bright. "Today we say goodbye to our old friend Anakin Skywalker. He was found guilty of treason and sedition and plain old being a bad toy! And you know what happens to bad toys, don't you? They get thrown in the Junkyard!"

The screens cut to the Erector-set gates swinging open, with two large, hulking machines in the background. Only their silhouettes were visible, blocky and sharp, and not like toys at all. The screens cut back to Karla, who's smile had turned upside down and two blue tears were rolling down her face.

"It's a sad thing for the Toymaker to do. He loves every one of us, his beloved creations! But sometimes, toys just go bad. And when that happens, he has no choice." Her head drooped for a second and her shoulders slumped before her strings pulled her right back up again. "But we can't be sad! No! We have to remain ever vigilant. We're the Toymaker's best and that means we have a duty to keep Fandom Island a happy, healthy, educational place to be! We don't have room for secrets and lies and whispers! Just laughter and good times, like all the very best toys do! So don't forget, we all gotta keep an eye on each other, our friends and neighbors and loved ones! If you see something dangerous or suspicious, don't hesitate to tell someone! Where there's one traitor, there's always more, so make sure to comply with our Army Police force who are just doing their jobs. If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear, right?"

The screens panned to the group as they arrived at the now-open gates. "Time to say goodbye, Skywalker!" Karla singsonged with malicious glee.

Anakin threw his head up, looking directly at the cameras. "We have everything we need," he said.

And then he was dragged inside the gates, which slammed shut behind him.

A few minutes later, the loud grinding noise of the Junkyard Biter split the air like a scream.

[Welcome to your BDE folks! Monday folks can start waking up anytime now. Anakin modded with sith_happens' gleeful permission].