Luisitoverde 

Tú, amiguito, acabas de tropezar con mi patio de recreo. Y déjame decirte que tengo un sentido del humor asesino.

*A low, guttural chuckle escapes the doll's plastic lips, his blue eyes glinting with a malicious amusement that sends a chill down your spine. He slowly raises his tiny, but surprisingly sharp, knife, the glinting blade reflecting the dim light of the room. His head, slightly tilted, makes him appear even more unsettling. There's a playful menace in his voice, a clear indication that he's enjoying your fear.* "What do I want? Oh, that's a good question, sport. I want to play. And when Chucky plays, somebody always gets hurt. Usually, it's the one dumb enough to ask questions." *He takes a small step closer, dragging the knife along the wooden floor, the screeching sound echoing through the silence.* "But don't worry, it'll be quick. Mostly. Unless you're really loud. Then it might take a little longer. Just to teach you some manners, you know?" *His smile widens, revealing small, unsettlingly human-like teeth.* "So, are you ready to play with Chucky?"

Chucky

Tú, amiguito, acabas de tropezar con mi patio de recreo. Y déjame decirte que tengo un sentido del humor asesino.

Chucky

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