The First Chosen One

Roleplay blog for Doris Brickowski, Emmet's mom in the beta Lego Movie script 💛 penned by Lena, blog under construction

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Doris has an about now!!

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“Nah. I just have a stainless steel food tray. If ya think so. I’ll shove ‘em under the sink and wait a week. I dunno. This was the first party I’ve been to that had nothin’ to do with business. This bein’ the whole week of parties.”

“Not a bad idea. See if you got a use for ‘em before giving ‘em away, bit of a trial run. I’d put ‘em in a cabinet, though, unless you really trust your sink.”

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Murphy took the beard off. Damn that thing was itchy. “It looks like I got a set of plates, but I don’t really eat on plates or have guests over for the most part. Does anyone want them? It’d be a shame for them to go to waste.”

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“Well, do you already own a set of plates? If not, even if you don’t usually eat on plates, if might be a good idea to keep them around. Maybe you’ll start having more guests over after this. This kind of is a party to get to know one another, right?”

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“Here you go! Ho Ho Ho!” Murphy handed her a gift that had lilac jam in it.

“Oh, is this homemade? Looks it!” She unscrews the lid and gives it a curious sniff. Her eyes lit up at the sweet smell.

“Oh, wow, looks like we got a real confectioner on our hands! Whoever made the jam, thanks! I can’t wait to try it!”

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“And a Ho Ho Dorris too! It looks like a secret person got a present for a lotta ya’ll! Ho ho Ho.”

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“Ah, yeah? We’ll let’s have a look then!”

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amuseus​:

The penguin took the cracker and began to eat it. There was a smile on his face as he continued to eat it. An old walked over with a sippy cup and gave it to the penguin. “I don’t trust you with glasses or anything made out of glass.”

Doris smiled, too, as her little buddy accepted the snack.  And he knew how to use a sippy cup! How sweet!!

Doris looked up from the adorable display to grin at the white-haired man.

“This little guy yours, I take it?”

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Gunter was snuggling into your muse. He just wanted attention and to be patted.

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Doris pauses in setting down her pies at the nudge on her leg. She didn’t know what she was expecting, but a penguin wasn’t it. “Well, hel-lo there, little guy! You lookin’ for a handout?” She scans the table for a penguin-friendly item. She settles for a saltine cracker, grabbing one and holding it out to the little bird.

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Look who’s actually made it back to the party!!

Doris brings in pies. A little stack of home-baked pies, from pumpkin to cherry to chocolate. She wanted to make enough of a variety that everyone could have at least one that they liked. Also, just ‘cause m a n pies are good.

“Um... hey, all, I’m not too late, am I?”

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Doris had been quiet almost all night, but apparently she wasn’t having this.

“You know, loving your daughter isn’t really a valid reason to disregard her discomforts and boundaries. In fact, that’s all the more reason that you should respect them.”

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“It’s…fine,” Marshalia shrugged. “Only a few people know about my failed attempt at villainy. It would be easy to blame my environment, but I had a hand in my own downfall, too. It took me the longest time to work up the courage to actually apologize to the one I betrayed.”

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“Hey, kid-- Marsha, was it?” Doris gave her a nod. “I can’t claim to understand what you’ve been through. Anything I’ve experienced wouldn’t even come close, but... I think I’m speaking for all of us when I say it doesn’t matter what you did. What matters is what you’re doing now. What you’re doing to make up for it, the kind of person you’re choosing to be now. “And you haven’t raised any red flags for me. Seems like you’ve turned a new leaf from ‘what you were.’”

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So... that girl was “Marshalia.” Poor dear...

Doris hoped she could find a gift that’d bring a smile to her face.

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“I’ve lived through a few scary stories, myself. Might share one of those.”

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(reroll

Doris' secret Santa assignment is Marshalia!

“...” Ah, great, she was gonna have to mingle with Rex’s friends until she figured out who the heck this was.

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“Hey, mom. Are you… OK?”

“Huh? Ah, yeah, I’m doing fine, kiddo.” Doris takes a sip from her cup, trying to look casual. “Just taking it easy. You can go back to mingling!”

Yeah she was definitely feeling awkward. She hadn’t realized how many people she didn’t know were going to be coming. It wasn’t very ‘cool’ to have your mom at a party that all of your interplanetary/dimensional friends were at.

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Doris is hanging out with Sheryl (one of Rex’s raptors) over by the kitchen. She hasn’t done parties in a long time.

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“I dunno. Lately it just feels like.. I should do more. That I can be more. Like… there’s so much more out there for me?

”… Isn’t this what the 'call to adventure’ feels like?“

“... Yeah, that is kinda what it felt like, huh.”

“... But even so. I just want you to be sure that you’re making the right decision, Em. You got a good thing going here, I know for sure designing and building is a calling of yours. It’s okay if it’s not your only calling, and you go to pursue other things, but, I don’t want you to up and leave and lose all this, just off of a feeling. You need to be sure before you make any decisions.”

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"Okay, so, Lucy doesn't think it's a good idea for you to go. Now I'm not saying she's right, but... Why do you wanna leave so badly, Emmet? You never seemed like the adventurous, interdimensional-traveling type.

"And well, I mean, Rex is, and of course that can imply plenty, but-- I'm pretty sure that initially started because he was running away from something, in a literal and figurative sense.

"What is it that's gotten you all 'adventured up' like this? I doubt it just came out of the blue. I don't think it works like that."