You have just returned home with your new celebrity action figure. It was froma small shop that just opened up down the street, selling only famous young male action figure collectibles. While they only cost 5 dollars each you were very surprised that they had only one of each kind on the racks. There was only one box with a Joe Jonas, one box with a Josh Hutchinson, etc. Regardless, you had only taken a five dollar bill with you when you went to check out the new store, so could onyl purchase one. Satisfied with your selection you lay the box on the table, reading the large print boasting; "Lifelike teenaged action figure. Contains small parts, easily ingested." Then, below was the strange addition to the warning, that you couldn't quite understand, "Keep within reach of all children!"
Assuming it was just some stupid joke, you turned your attention to the back of the box once more. Here was the picture of the toy inside, that looked so realistic. That's what made you want to buy the collectible inthe first place, and you assumed would make you want to go back to the store sometime soon. There were several pin sized holes all over the boxes though. Initially you had tried bargaining with the smiling clerk, claiming the box was damaged and you should receive a discount. He had assured you that you would be happy enough with the item, that it remained undamaged, and that you would be pleasantly satisfied.
Without wasting much time at all, you decide to start opening the top of the box, but stop suddenly. As soon as you started tearing there was a strange scurrying sound, like that of small feet. Staring intently at the brightly colored packaging you raise your eyebrows. There! The box had moved. Slowly, carefully, you finish opening the lid and stare inside. You instantly forget the boxe's moving as you see a toy-sized Ryan Shecjler huddled in one side of the box. Emptying the contents onto the table you can't help but gasp.
"Whoa, look at all it includes!" Inside is a large collection of tiny clothing, all skaterish of course. There are several bathing suits, and even a couple of those small 'finger skateboards' for you to play with. The last thing to fall out was a sheet of paper, marked 'serving suggestion recipee. Collect them all!' Strange
Then you look at the tiny teenaged toy. "You look adorable. So lifelike! And you feel real too, what markmanship."
"Hey, you big idiot, I'm not a toy, I'm a real kid!"
"Well I didn't know this was a talking action figure. Maybe I'll have to take out the batteries to shut him up for a few minutes."
He screams angrily, "Get your freakin' hands off of me! I'm not a toy, and if I had batteries they definitely wouldn't be wear your finger's are heading! I'm really Ryan Sheckler; just like all those other guys trapped in toy boxes are real too! We were all approached individually by this guy. He offered us billion dollar deals to make us into action figures. We all fell for it, assuming he meant make toys that look like us, but instead he literally made us toy sized!"
"Well," you snigger "that's what you get for being such sell-outs."
He ignores you and continues, "So he packaged us up and wants to start selling us. He used the billion dollars to silence the police, so now we're stuck tiny! And that's not the worst of it, we're being sold to fans not just to play with, but to eat too! Apparently, people think we must be the tastiest things in the world. You gotta help me and maybe even rescue the others!"
You wear a hidden smug expression, knowing that the little star is telling the truth. You did a good job of hiding the shock, so now you have options.
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