Robot
What's inside the little boy’s pocket?
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The artist is a collector of things imaginary or real. He accumulates things with the same enthusiasm that a little boy stuffs his pockets. The scrap heap and the museum are embraced with equal curiosity. He takes snapshots, makes notes and records impressions on tablecloths or newspapers, on backs of envelopes or matchbooks. Why one thing and not another is part of the mystery, but he is omnivorous.
Paul Rand
What’s in the little boy’s pockets?
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INDEX
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Leadrieth Moonfall The Dragon
Alwin Wildoak The Robot
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Alen Lunadancer The Duck
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Robot
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Lelselea Wildoak The Bear
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What’s in the little boy’s pockets?
Alwin Wildoak The Robot
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dark yellow dot, perfectly groomed, dangles awkwardly over a square and nice face. black and round eyes, gracefully in their orbits, look cautiously at the child it has protected for so long. A mustache compliments beautifully with the eyes and bolts and leaves a pleasant memory of his lucky existence.
This is the face of Alwin Wildoak, a true pioneer among the robots of the game chest. He stands tall among others, despite its rigid structure. There is something irregular about him, perhaps it is his attitude or perhaps it is simply his tenderness. However, people tend to stand on his good side while they secretly admire him.
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Robot
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Robot
Leadrieth Moonfall The Dragon
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ellow hair, well groomed, pointed to reveal a wild, sculpted face. Protruding grey eyes, set attractively in their orbits, look warmly at the people they have cared for for so long. Tribal signs in the form of 1 stripe above and 2 stripes below both eyes mark his blood relationship but more importantly, they leave a captivating memory of his former love.
The face of Leadrieth Moonfall is the true fortune hunter among the child’s toys. It stands seductively among others, thanks to its powerful frame. There’s something attractive about her, maybe it’s her strange friends or maybe it’s just her courage. However, people tend to welcome her, learning as much as possible about her.
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What’s in the little boy’s pockets?
Nice to meet ya... grrrrr
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Robot
Who are you?... 1 0 0 1
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Alen Lunadancer The Duck
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old, curly hair clumsily hangs over a puffy, superbous face. Shuttered dark eyes, set buried within their sockets, watch impatiently over the lakes they’ve shown mercy on for so long. A feather elegantly compliments his hair and leaves a pleasurable memory of his past.
This is the face of Alen Lunadancer, a true prodigy among ducks. He stands seductively among others, despite his delicate frame. There’s something odd about him, perhaps it’s his odd companions or perhaps it’s simply his warmth. But nonetheless, people tend to invite him into their homes, while learning as much about him as possible.
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Alen Lunadancer - The Duck
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Paul Rand
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Lelselea Wildoak - The Bear
Lelselea Wildoak The Bear
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lue, straight hair hangs over a curious, young face. Little dark eyes, set sunken within their sockets, watch attentively over the woods they’ve felt at home at for so long.Little nose delightfully compliments her smile and cheekbones and and leaves a compelling memory of her fortunate survival.
The is the face of Lelselea Wildoak, a true friend among toys. She stands alluringly among others, despite her slim frame. There’s something alluring about her, perhaps it’s her perseverance or perhaps it’s simply her sense of comradery. But nonetheless, people tend to pretend to be her friend, while wishing they were more like her.
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Hey what’s good?... quack
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Friends Robot
I’m hungry... arggg
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What’s in the little boy’s pockets?
It’s late at night...
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Robot
Even toys go to sleep he has to cover them every night. He puts them into their basket then he runs, happy, into his soft bed. The clutter disappears from the little room. Now that the toys have their own little house, they then wait for him to come back and play. They all spend time together talking and they’re happy to be close, they’re like children in that little house!
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