All I Want for Christmas is....

[DG]

dramagirl said:

And all the fabric covered walls--I think all red, yellow, shiny fabric--will be velcroed to the walls for easy redecoration.

7. Pool table in the billiard room for Marty doll to comfortably sit on while watching Mig doll and JD doll go through songs.
8. Hundreds of pages of mini sheet music for you to have your dolls fight over. (Of course your Marty doll will never have to fight with anyone)
9. Gothic Goblets

If you haven't watched the episode 20,000 times in the past week, this is the sheet music scene. A definate must recreate with the Marty, MIG, and JD dolls.



And no one will have to clean up the music.

[TinyDancer]

ayesa86 said:

How could you ask us to decide?! Is ALL OF THEM an option?!

P.S. Gotta love Miggy the elf

Lovehammer Marty and a Lovehammer Bobby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Ayesa86]

Yeah. A Miggy doll would make things interesting^^ But the bullhorn? lol

[DG]

Ok.. We've let this die down today..but Oh My Goodness... Whitelotus just posted the perfect model for the Bobby doll under the thread "The Band." I'm still salivating. Curse her for going offline before I could ask her to repost it here.

[rachael]

O.K. going to ck it out now.

[heartotexas]

All I want for Christmas is one Red Pillow Marty, life-sized model, please. No accessories needed.

[DG]

I guess we need a copy of this one over here too. We wouldn't want Miggy to have any confusion.



Sigh

[Ayesa86]

Poor Miggy's so overworked^^

[typodi]

UPDATE - AT THE NORTH POLE:

Miggy strides down the hall muttering to himself. He is followed by a league of elves bearing boxes of letters from all over the world all asking for the.....

"Cake fighting kits, pomegranates, white belts, red ties, ummm.... Let me see that again."

He turns to the two elves behind him that are holding the corners of what looks to be the world's largest and fanciest toilet roll. Ahh, it's a scroll. The two elves, Brodav and Timgar race in front of Miggy and begin to unroll the scroll.

"Hmmm." Miggy stops as he peruses the list. This of course causes the elves behind him to pile up and crash into each other like a Nascar nightmare. Miggy doesn't even notice. They set about untangling themselves with a minimum of squeaks, groans and sadly, a few shaken fists at busy Miggy's unknowing backside.

"OK, OK, Santa's OKed it all." he said. Then a big grin envelopes his face. ;D "He even OKed the Rockstar contestants. I may have to take home one of those MiG dolls for my wife. He was her favorite, you know."

Brodav and Timgar nod in sage agreement.

"Let's go!" Miggy jumped with excitement. "This is the most fun we have had at Christmas since Cabbage Patch."

"Or Barbie!" said Timgar with a little leer. He loved the blonde doll and often played with her on his nights off.

They all started forward until they came to a door marked "Marty - Special Task Force" and Miggy reached for the doorknob.......

AND........

[whitelotus]

dramagirl thought this pic might serve as inspiration for a Bobby doll.

[typodi]

Wow! Indeed it does. All photos forwarded to North Pole for authenticity.

[DG]

whitelotus said:

dramagirl thought this pic might serve as inspiration for a Bobby doll.

Just had to recopy this one. It definately deserves a second, third, fourth, fifth look.

[typodi]

NORTH POLE:

AND......



On the other side of the door, were three almost comatose figures. Suzjor lay curled up in a fetal position on thousands and thousands of red pillows. She was surrounded by anything that could possibly be called an accessory. Her little elf cap drooped over her face, not quite hiding the angelic smile that comes over any girl given free rein over accessories.

Bilbob's face was sideways on his worktable, his soft whistling snore keeping time as the new automated Martys were out from under his discerning eye. Mad Conductors were knocking wet Martys back into the hot tub. Beer Pouring Marty was continuously dousing Smashing Guitar Marty who circled around and smashed his guitar against Bilbob's forehead. It was a full circle and they kept going and going and going and still Bilbob slept on.

Dinno's head was inside a bass drum and his train stopping snore was creating a tiny musical. Every time he inhaled, little instruments would be sucked into the big drum, held by the sheer force of Dinno's breath. They quivered, an orchestra at the ready for the down-stroke of the maestro's baton. Then Dinno exhaled.

"Whhhhoooo--ssnnarrkksnnaarrkkk" The tiny instruments were set free - guitar strings strummed, wind instruments tooted and triangles, cymbals and their ilk all merrily clanged and chimed. The instruments loved it and now they knew what Disneyland was all about.

Miggy stood in the doorway. It was rare for Miggy to lose his happy face but he was shocked.

But Miggy hadn't attained his head elf status by looks alone. Oh no! He was a very smart elf.

He quietly closed the door and turned to the troops behind him.

"All of you be ready at 0700. You are all deputized for the special task force." All the little mail elves were elated. They began setting down the boxes of letters and jingled back down the hall eagerly discussing with one another the details of the task ahead.

Miggy headed in the other direction and came to Santa's office. He knocked and stuck his head in. Santa looked up from his desk, his one eyebrow raising as he took stock of Miggy's state.

"Santa," Miggy looked very determined. "I need Marty Fan girls brought to the North Pole to help. I know it's unprecedented but there's no other way. We can sprinkle them with sugar plum fairy dust to bring them in and out of the North Pole."

"Make it so." said Santa.

Miggy nodded, withdrew his head from Santa's office and raced off to the fairy dust cabinet.

Wow, who will Miggy bring to the North Pole? What wonderful ideas will they bring? The stories they'll tell.

This is so exciting!!

[DG]

My qualifications for going to the North Pole
1. I love accessories
2. I love looking at Marty Casey
3. I will give equal time to each member of the LH. (especially Bobby)
4. I will bring my vast file of pictures to help create authentic scenes/dolls
5. Obviously, by my vast amount of posts, I have no life and would not be missed if I were suddenly whisked away.
6. I would really really really like to meet Miggy.


BTW-We would have to bring the real LHs with us for authenticity right?

[typodi]

Look for a private message to see if you are one of the lucky fan girls invited. If you would like to go like dramagirl, post it!

[oceangirl]

dramagirl said:

My qualifications for going to the North Pole
1. I love accessories
2. I love looking at Marty Casey
3. I will give equal time to each member of the LH. (especially Bobby)
4. I will bring my vast file of pictures to help create authentic scenes/dolls
5. Obviously, by my vast amount of posts, I have no life and would not be missed if I were suddenly whisked away.
6. I would really really really like to meet Miggy.


BTW-We would have to bring the real LHs with us for authenticity right?

Love it Dramagirl!!
Its a dirty job but somebody's got to do it!
I agree we do need to bring real LHs in, I would be willing to study and inspect every square inch of those LHs for authenticity purposes
We definitely don't want a Marty doll out in circulation with the WRONG shade of peachy skin! The horror!!

[DG]

Ok..you're not going to believe this...
First, I respond (as a joke) to typodi's post about who wants to go to the North Pole. It's all in good fun right? So wrong.

Ok, now I've had something called Shingles for 2 weeks now. It's very painful. Today, after posting I was feeling good..no pain at all. So, I decide to start cleaning house. I'm cleaning when I hear a little poof. I felt dizzy, like the room was spinning. (I wasn't worried cause this is not unusual for me.) But then, there he was.. Miggy the elf. I was at the freakin' North Pole.

Then I remembered what I was wearing..a nightgown..You see Shingles makes it painful to wear normal clothes. After looking at me in horror, Miggy poofed me home. I got dressed and he poofed me back.

So there I am. Suzjor was the first elf besides Miggy that I saw. She immediately burst into tears. She was so glad to have help. Dinno looked like he wanted to hit me. "You're the one with all the lists right?" I nodded and hung my head. It was a tense moment. Bilbob was the best looking of the elves. He was intelligent yet hunky.

I made my first demand..."I need the Lovehammers here. So of the other fangirls are worried that you might not get the peachiness of Marty's skin right. Others are worried that they won't be lifelike enough."

I looked around at the red envelopes, red pillows, and red fabric, (wait I see a theme). I looked at the LH stuff. They had done a good job, but the dolls needed work.

"Fine," Miggy said. He's quite an agreeable fellow.

poof-All four Lovehammers were standing in front of me.

I think I managed to squeak something like "eke," but I'm not sure. The following is to the best of my recollection:

Marty-What the hell...
Dino-Where the heck are we..
Billy-It looks like we're in a factory of some sort.
Bobby-Who cares. There's egg nog and it has lots of alcohol in it. (He walked over and fixed himself some)

Miggy pushed me-Get to work

I gulped and headed over to Marty. I mean I've read about everything from his lips to his hands to his peachy complexion. But, in person...wow

Dramagirl-Mr. Casey I'm dramagirl, a fan girl from martycasey.org.

Marty-Call me Marty. No call me mad conductor. I like that name. I'm thinking of having my name legally changed. No, let's stick with Marty. Martycasey.org, you say. Wait, you're not the one that stuck me in the bathtub w/JD and Mig are you?

Dramagirl-No, that's Julianah

Marty-Good, she's got lots of talent, but the whole JD and I sleeping together was creepy. Hey why isn't she here. She's hot. Wait you're the one that puts quotes under my pictures and you said I have cute toes. That's weird.

Dramagirl-Sorry about that. I hadn't had enough sleep.

Marty-You weren't at the Metro. Were you?

Dramagirl-Sadly, no.

Marty-Dang, I met a lot of hot girls. Wait that's the wrong term. That's a JD/INXS song. I met a lot of lovely ladies. There was one in particular with red hair. But, anyway. You don't know them do you? I didn't get their numbers.

Dramagirl-Sorry.

Marty-It was a really good show. We killed it.

Dramagirl-That's what I heard.

Anyway. I talked to all the guys while sizing them up and doing color comparisons. These dolls will be quite lovely. But then the whole thing went wrong.

Miggy came to me and said that he had a new person for me to check out. I was hoping for Jordis or Suzy or even that girl who got kicked off first. Sadly, I heard him before I saw him.

Voice-"It ain't pretty.."

Bobby- Oh no, he's found us again.

Dino-How'd he find us here. Dang Dramagirl, why did you ask for a JD doll.

Billy-If I have to look at his tattoos again.

Marty-Guys you're being a little hard on him. I mean he's stuck w/ INXS. Give him another chance.

Bobby, Billy and Dino-No (a great brawl ensued)

Miggy-Maybe this was a bad idea after all.

And poof I was back home. So will we get our dolls for Christmas? Who knows.

[Ayesa86]

Wow...JD just kinda pops up in weird places, doesn't he^^

[Ayesa86]

Okay...this is weird...as usual, I had been lurking around the site and I posted a lot of accessories for the new Marty figures on this thread I saw...thought it was just a joke...wrong again^^;

You see, it's the day before my sweet sixteen, and I had just gotten home from hanging out with a few of my friends and was starting to work on a biology project when I heard a sharp cracking sound near my head. I wasn't sure what it was, so I just chalked it up to me hearing things as usual. Then I blacked out.

When I finally came to, the first thing I remember was being REALLY FRIGGIN' COLD. I looked around, and then I saw the elves and I remember thinking to myself, Holy shit! They DO exist! The first elf I saw when I looked around was Miggy, who was simply adorable, even by my slightly skewed standards. I saw Dinno and Bilbob next, Bilbob seemed thrilled to have a little help, but Dinno looked slightly annoyed at something, dunno what though. Suzjor was red-eyed from crying, and when she spotted me, she bursted into another bout of tears. This confused me...eventually, I chalked it up to my...bizarre appearance and adjusted my pants to hide my thigh-high boots.

Looking around, I was rather pleased with the headway that the elves, and I assume, my predecessor had made. Finally, I turned to Miggy, "Okay, so you guys seem to doing a good job, but the Rockstar Mansion set needs a little work."

Miggy nodded in a sort of exhausted agreement, "True. Any ideas?"

I thought for a minute, but it was a little hard to concentrate with all the Marty figures wandering around. Eventually, I replied, "Can you get my laptop here? I have photos of pretty much anywhere in the mansion as well as most of the goings on. The girls are a little worried that they won't be able to fit everyone in the shower after the cake fight."

Miggy, being a rather intelligent bloke, nodded, and with a wave of his hand, my laptop computer appeared on a nearby table.

Gathering the elves around the computer, I used my pictures to make a blueprint for the playset, making sure to take the measurements of the Marty dolls and estimating the proportions of the MiG and "You-Know-Who" (I didn't feel like accidently summoning him there.) dolls relative to that.

Finally, I felt I had made all the headway I could, but I had one last request, "Do you think you could get both Marty and MiG here? I'd like to get the exact measurements, and I can calculate....the other one from theirs."

Shrugging, Miggy somehow transported both of them to the workshop, and the snippets of conversation I remember best went as such:

Marty: "Now what? Why am I back here?"

MiG: "You were here before?"

Marty: "Yeah, some fangirl named dramagirl brought me up here with the band."

MiG nodded, "Ah, I see...kinda."

Glancing hesitantly at Miggy, I swallowed hard and took a step forward, "Er...hullo?" I had paid attention to every photographed detail, but in real life...I suppose I was rather unprepared.

Both of them froze and looked at me.

MiG: "Is this the same one?"

Marty: Nope...this ones a bit younger I think.

I flinched a little, I had forgotten about that. "Er...Mr. Casey, Mr. Ayesa, I'm--"

Marty: It's Marty.

MiG: Yeah, don't worry about it. Call us by our first names.

Biting my lip, I continued, "Well...er...I'm ayesa86, another representative fangirl from MartyCasey.org..."

Marty: "Wait a sec...you're not the bathtub person are you?"

Ayesa86: "Eh? No, that julianah! I'm the one who did that bit about the chairs in the pool!"

Marty: "All right. That one wasn't too scary."

MiG: "So...ah...if this is a martycasey.org thing...why am I here?"

Ayesa86: "Oh, I'm working on the Rockstar Mansion bit, and I need to have some measurements to go on."

MiG: "But why just us? Why not J--"

The elves shot him a look that evidently implied that some kind of fiasco had happened when someone had last summoned him. Nodding at me, Miggy had the other elves take measurements.

Before they left, Miggy, MiG, Marty, and I had a few drinks in the Elf Lounge.

Miggy: "Well that went a little smoother."

Then, with a flick of his wrist, I was back in my chair with the biology project in front of me. I sighed, Dammit...couldn't of hung on to me until Monday, could you?

Heaving a mighty sigh, I typed up my account and got back to work.

[typodi]

Santa's workshop was starting to look like a pressure cooker. Steam rising from overworked fireplaces and elves would be attributed to global warning and unexplained phenomena as the polar ice caps melted away even faster than they ever had before.

But natural disaster was avoided and there will be no news clips at 1100PM for you to gasp at. Why, you ask? Miggy's plan worked. Miggy started bringing the Marty Fan Girls to the North Pole.

Dramagirl was the first to be chosen. She was asked to help with Suzjor and the accessories. She and Suzjor bonded immediately. Suzjor burst into tears the second she saw Dramagirl (DG) as DG reported. Then she threw her arms around DG's waist and hugged and hugged until DG said, "Hey, little girlfriend, we got a lot of work to do." Then DG and Suzjor held hands and dove into the thousands of pillows.

What DG was too modest to tell you is that the accessory section of the 2005 Marty Casey Collection will cause stores on Rodeo Drive to close their doors for a day out of sheer respect. Upper Manhattan and Rockefeller Center will have signs posted "If only DG could have been whisked here. "

It is superexcellent.

Correct down to the last detail. All of the little teacups, ties, belts, megaphones, beer pitchers, the list is too numerous for here but trust me when I say there will be squeeing girls on Christmas morning.

There was a slight bobble over a *you-know-you* that started a small brawl, but Miggy wants DG to know that once everyone realized that it was an Elvis impersonator doll that thought it could be a "you-know-who" doll, the situation was cleared up with a mere click of the fingertips.

**DISCLAIMER** No Lovehammers were harmed during the reorganization of the accessory section. They were returned to their undisclosed location to continue their fabulous careers. They will not have any recollection of their visit unless they return.