Ah! There ya be! A lil birdie told me ya might be a poppin' 'round this way! Aye! As ya can clarly see, I ta be Broken Dolly, but me real name ta be a, Hedda Bobben. I used ta be a whole dolly, ya know, as ya can plainly see in tha photo behind me, now! But, as ya can plainly see, me broken parts are ta be leanin' in tha corner, thar, jus' collectin' a wee bits o' dust, as they be utterly useless ta me, now!

Is a long story, ta be shar, and I rarly wouldn't wanna be keepin' ya any longer than ya can spar. Let's jus' say I hadda wee lil go 'round with tha Master's flyin' wench, ya be a knowin'. After a tusslin' thar on the ground awhile with tha wicked harpy, whar I actually got a few stiff blows in on her meself, ya know! I suddenly found meself a lyin' in a pile o' me own wee broken parts. Ever since, I been a tryin' to put meself back togather, again. I has a feelin' the Dolly Master must be a puttin' tha spell on me, for evra time I get ta tryin' ta get meself togather, I jus' fall ta pieces all o'er, again I do.

But enough 'bout meself! I been told ya just might be 'tha one', and if ya are, then I been takin' up too much a yar time as it is. Now don't be a lookin' at me like that, or shakin' yar head in such a negative manner that ya be a doin'! Ya rarly could be 'tha one', ya know, tha one who be a holdin' tha secrets ta freein' me an' all o' me friends from this place o' evil.

Whar is that, ya be a askin'? Well, the Dolly Master's wee wicked ole' mind o' course! Did tha severed head not be ta tellin' ya o' that wee bit o' information? Is time I be ta havin' a wee bit o' a word with that one thar, ya know! So unreliable he's been a gettin' these days. And fargetful too, mind ya, he's a been o' late!

I'll be beggin' o' yar forgiveness 'bout that! Gettin' a wee bit carried off in a moment, thar! Now, whar was we ta be a goin' with tha chit-a-chattin' we been a doin'? Aye! I ta be recallin', now! T'was that mangy cuss the Dolly Master we ta be gettin' on 'bout, we was!

Ya gots ta be wary o' that one, aye, ya do! And be o' might bit carful on which path ya ta be a choosin', now! Each o' a one will likely lead ya ta comin' ta yar end in some rather nasty ole' place, it will! Ya be a keepin' yar eyes an' a 'ars open, now! An' watch to who ya be a trustin', thar, why donchya, now! I'l be ta seein' ya, now, when ya be a comin' back this a way ta be choosin another! Go! Be on yar way, now! Time is swiftly ta be a passin' us by!

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