This is rose. ---> I made rose on the creative server, and named him rose because Theodore Roosevelt invented the teddy bear and his last name means "Field of roses.". So that was how Rose was born now you guys continue the story of him in this thread, but I'll start just to get the ball rolling. Rose was being created in a factory, stuffing injecting here eye beads inbedded there, when finally he was done. He was packed up and put in a box which was taped shut and loaded onto a truck which left the factory, and then... Edit: The day Rose was created on donutlover41's plot, reaper892 griefed him down to nothing. Rest in peace you stuffed angel.
The truck rolled on down the road. Rose couldn't see anything inside of the box. The packing peanuts were suffocating. Even with the driver hitting every pothole that they possibly could, Rose was still quite comfortable. Overall, he figured it wasn't too bad of a trip. He wondered where he would end up. Who would claim him as their own. From the day a bear is born, or rather created, a bear dreams of the type of family that they'll end up in. Rose was no different. He was hoping that a little girl would pick him up and carry him everywhere with her.
Rose felt the truck stop, and heard the door of the truck open. Twangy southern voices were talking, and suddenly, the sunlight glared in. "Just what the doctor ordered!" Proclaimed a white-haired man, his old, melodious voice floating to Rose's ears. "Pick 'em up." He said, "We'll find somewhere for them on the shelf." The shelf! Rose thought to himself, of all the places I could land, that would be the best! Rose and the other bears were carried into the toy store, and the old man placed him next to a white dog. The dog was sleeping, so Rose decided not to disturb the dog.
A strange, unearthly voice boomed inside of Roses' head. "ANOTHER STORY THREAD?" Rose couldn't explain what it was and so decided to rationalize it as the wind blowing through the shutters on the outside of the building. "Lets unload the rest and put them in the basement." The pair moved toward the door. Rose noticed the dogs' eyes open.
"Welcome to Betty's Toy-store." The dog said to Rose, "What's your name?" "Rose. What's yours?" Rose asked "Rosco. Me and all 17 other dogs." said Rosco. Rose and Rosco were silent for a while. Eventually, Rose asked Rosco, "When will a child pick us out?" "Soon, I imagine. Usually the kids come on Saturday, or so I'm told. If you're lucky, someone picks you. We have to hope for a little girl. The little boys are...." Rosco shuddered. "Just hope for a girl."
Rose and his bear comrades were lifted up 1 by one and placed on a cold metal shelf until all of the bears were place carefully on the shelf in rows of 5. Rose was 2nd to the back, this wrried him, he thought somebody might not see him and he would never find and owner! he shook these thoughts aside and thought about what would happen if he were picked off the shelf by a little girl. Oh, how marvelous it would be! He would have so much fun playing and laughing with his owner, He awoke from his daydream as the bear next to him nudged him in the side. He said "Hey, uh do you know when we can get off this shelf?" Rose answered "Yeah Some dog named Rascal... Rosckie well i don't know he said that the kids and their parents come to take us home on Saturday." The Other bear replied "Saturday, uh todays Thursday so that's in uh... 5 days right? Oh, by the way my name is dumbo heh heh."
