#slightly damaged furby

[snotgirlfurb]

Meet Pesto!

She is a custom frog furby baby I made! She started off as a dirty dingy peachy baby from shopgoodwill that was desperate for a new lease on life

I usually clean off and reuse eyechips but I actually damaged hers this time so her new ones are a makeshift pair I made out of resin. Hoping to eventually buy some glass ones and remake them but I’m pretty happy with how these turned out!

She did wind up slightly crunchy from the recoloring but honestly I think that means I’ll have an easier time bringing her around places with me since I won’t be as afraid of matting her fur.

[karmaisafurby]

Adopted Baskin & their siblings (98 banana peel & 05 sleepy pink) just over a week ago and they all needed some serious love and care.

Baskin was first up for a washing today, they’ve had a full fur clean, body disinfect & battery compartment clean. Baskin unfortunately still doesn’t work but that’s for fixing another day and I am also yet to brighten the eyes/faceplate which have been slightly sun damaged.

Here’s the before, during and after pics. Baskin is now looking slay as hell (this was also my first ever Furby skinning & washing ahh)🩷

[marmoland]

grabbed these two at a ridiculously low deal locally. Both their beaks are slightly damaged and supposedly neither of them work, but i might be able to see what the issue is.

whoever owned these was probably a furby collector because i don't know many casual owners who peel furbies, let alone a 2005 model. i wonder what colour she used to be?

unfortunately now i gotta find a sewing pattern for a 2005 if i want to reskin her

[crayfurbs]

It’s okay if you don’t know, but I was thinking about how rechargeable batteries are becoming more of the norm, but the latest Furby still uses replaceable batteries. Do you know if there is a reason why?

Theirs a few reasons, main being that Hasbro has stock and a partnership with Duracell.

The boring reasons being that:

1. Toys that have motors that constantly run, or are constantly on (like furbys) can drain the batteries to much and damage them

2. Integrated toy batteries in something like a furby requires extra hardware, voltage regulator, battery control modules ect. They are also slightly unstable, and for a mainly plastic toy it’s a bad idea. Plus you’d have to keep up with cables

3. Replaceable batteries prevent you from having to throw away the entire furby if the internal rechargeable one goes bad.

4. Recharging the Furby would be a slow process, and what kid is going to remember to plug their furby in? So batteries that you can instantly swap out keep the kid more engaged.

Theirs like a dozen more. But yeah people would complain even if it was rechargeable.

[knackfandomarchive]

What if someone gave Knack a Furby?

I'm thinking it would be at a 'young' ish time for him. No one in his immediate family knows where it came from. No one in the Lab fesses up having given it to him.

Nevertheless, Knack carries it around. Even at six feet tall, he's startling people with it, delighted by the effect it produces. The adults find it creepy and start to avoid him, but that doesn't stop him from seeking them out. Some kids think it's funny. One begs him to let them play with it, too, and at first, he obliges and gives it to them. Then, when he wants it back, he has to virtually stalk them because they won't give it back.

If he's little, at first clapping or tapping their shoulder and making 'give it here' grabbing motions. Or leaving to come back at a larger size and outright ask or demand for it to be given back to him. Would he play the long game and wait for them to set it down? A human's gotta eat and toys aren't usually allowed at the tables in the commons. Or would he get frustrated and try to wrestle it out of their hands while at a roughly similar size to the kid, partly crumpling the Furby's chassis and leaving a bruise or two?

A few kids cry when he points a lively Furby at them. Especially those who tend to be nervous around Knack himself, and especially when the Furby is damaged or has a low battery. Knack doesn't like it when he's trying to have fun and other kids start crying. I don't know how he would react to that. His ears promptly droop and partly flatten and he turns to walk away like he hadn't done that, agitated.

How would Lucas react? Maybe laughs inappropriately when Knack startles a kid into crying, then feels guilty. I almost wonder if he would be slightly more mean about pranks, but not too malicious. He tends to target the Doctor more than Knack does.

Knack is more willing to share the toy with him and they pass it to each other when they get temporarily bored of it. Lucas likes to pet or tickle the Furby, while Knack likes to play games with it.

That's about all I could think of for now.

[concubuck]

concubuck + radioconstructed, concubuck + furby-organist

((Same answer for both of them:

A vast majority of Alastor RPers I've seen write their Alastors as ace, but I've seen a LOT of flexibility in the exact interpretation: ace but not aro, ace except during annual deer mating season, ace/aro but sex positive and wanting to have sex for non-attraction-inspired reasons, demiace+demiaro, gray ace+ gray aro, etc etc.

But both @radioconstructed and @furby-organist are written as stone ace/aro, so i just, straight up do not think of them in a romantic/sexual light lmfao. Those are buddies! They are for clowning around with and giving each other psychic damage and then occasionally having deep conversations about gender identity or infernal politics. So like. *colors in the "I like it platonically" square* Yeah we're done here.

... With maybe a tiny bit of "this ship can fit so much projection in it" because half the shitpost conversations we have IC sound the same as the conversations we have OOC, except with slightly more dated slang.))

[transanimegirltoes]

To respond to the tags, no idea if they'll show up, but I did try cleaning the protective cover. It made it slightly better, but the sensor is still very numb.

It has sun damage, the furby, so I can only assume the sun somehow burnt out the photoreceptor.

Please help, Furby troubles

Does anyone know how to fix a "blind" Furby? My 98 Furby cannot detect dark, nor light.

[fubbyandfroots-blog]

hhhhhhghhghgghhgyh hair bleach i tchyy itch BURNIMG

[podcastbigbang]

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A "what might have happened" Fic for season 2 of Limetown. Follows Daniel Rassmueller and his journey from saving Emile Haddock to falling for him, and the tragedy of the Bridge.

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In which Belzagor and Xaphan are ordained by the heavens to clean up the satanic messes they’ve created in South Central Pennsylvania, and between furby reconnaissance and Chole's day jobs, end up hurtling through some identity crises together in true useless lesbian fashion.

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[lover-of-skellies]

Mal and Geno - family fluff (is that what this is?? Idk man-)

When the doorbell rang, it was precisely 4:24 in the morning. Geno pressed a hand to his mouth, muffling a yawn as he sat up in bed. He paused to stretch his arms, and then slowly stood, sliding his feet into his old, worn slippers before starting toward his bedroom door, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his jacket. The doorbell rang a second time and he made a face. Whoever had the nerve to bother him at this hour was really starting to irritate him already, and he hadn't even made it to the front door yet.

As someone began knocking on his door, he grumbled under his breath, clearly feeling less than enthused as he used a shortcut, his broken and damaged body warping to the place just before the closed - and locked - front door. Leaning closer and peeking through a tiny peephole, he arched a single brow bone.

It was Mal. Of all people.... What was she doing here so late at night? Did Necro and Zerif know that she took off? This only seemed like more trouble that he didn't need, but he couldn't find it in himself to turn her away. He swiftly unlocked the door and tugged it open, his voice still somewhat groggy sounding as he addressed her, "Oh, hey there kid. What are you doing he-" He was abruptly cut off as the teen tightly clenched her jaw shut and moved closer, wrapping her arms around him and clutching onto his jacket as she buried her face in his shoulder, muffling a soft sniffle. He hadn't been expecting anything like this. Whatever had drawn out this side of her was definitely a cause for concern.

Now feeling much more awake and alert, he wrapped an arm around her, gently coaxing her back into the house with him before using his free hand to shut and relock the door behind her. Finally able to wrap his second arm around her as well, he heard her release a faint whimper and he frowned. Gently rubbing her back through the fabric of her sweater, he mumbled lowly, "Mal?... What's wrong? Are you ok?..." The teen let out a tiny whimper again, her voice heavily muffled and barely audible, "I just... n-nightmare again. I hurt... I killed everyone." Geno continued to frown, tilting his head, "You had a nightmare again?... Geez, that sounds like a pretty intense one too, at that."

Mal nodded, still clinging to him as he kept trying to soothingly rub her back, and he hesitated a few seconds before speaking again, "...Does your dad or Zerif know you're here?" She shook her head, her voice now weaker than he'd ever heard it before, "No... I got scared, and I just needed out of there. I just... ran."

The elder of the two sighed softly; perfect. She didn't tell Necro or Zerif. That could only mean even more trouble.

Speaking softly, he began to gently coax her to follow him to the sofa, "It's ok, it's ok... I promise. Why don't we just sit down and take a breather? You don't have to talk about it anymore unless you want to, ok?" Mal nodded again, following him without hesitation as he guided her to the sofa, sitting down and patting the cushion beside himself. The teen took the spot he'd just been patting almost immediately, lightly leaning against him and laying her head on his shoulder.

Wrapping an arm around her shoulder and delicately stroking the top of her skull, he fell silent, unsure what to do. To his very minute surprise, it was her that broke the silence, mumbling, "I'm sorry... You're probably gonna get in trouble now because of me, aren't you?..." Geno sighed deeply, shaking his head, "Nah, don't worry about it, buddy. Your dad won't be happy, but I'm sure he'll at least be relieved to know that you're here and that you're safe. Since it's so late, you might as well crash here, then we can both go and talk to him tomorrow. Does that sound like an ok plan?"

Mal briefly glanced up at him and nodded, "Uh huh... I guess so." Her uncle took a moment before replying, trying his best to read the look on her face, "Alright... Now, do you think you'll be able to go back to sleep, at all?" Her sockets widened and she stared up at him, fear flickering in her gaze as she began to panic, "No. No, please... I can't. There's no way. I can't go back to sleep, not after that nightmare I just had."

Although he felt a twinge of annoyance at the possibility of having to stay awake with her, he offered her a tiny smile in reassurance, "That's ok. Just relax, alright? I'm not gonna force you to go to sleep. I have nightmares too, so I know how it goes." The teen huddled as close to him as she could, the amount of fear that lingered on her face tugging at his soul; something about it reminded him of back when... no, now wasn't the time for that.

He gently patted the top of her head, raising a brow bone and offering her a small smile again, "I'll tell ya what. If you're interested, there's some funny stories I'd be willing to tell you, to maybe cheer you up a little." Lifting a hand to rub her eye sockets, she hummed, "Yeah? What are they about?" Shrugging, mischief began to gradually overtake his gaze as he looked at her, "Oh, you know... Just Fresh and You-Know-Who, back when we were kids. Fresh used to make him cry all the time without even meaning to, and because of Fresh, I'm pretty sure he's got a fear of furbies now."

Mal seemed to perk up a bit, tilting her head in curiosity, "...Huh? How'd Fresh manage that one? I thought that prick was only scared of people touching him." Geno chuckled softly, "I won't call him your dad because I know how you feel about that, but uh... yeah. He used to be the biggest crybaby I'd ever met. All it took was Fresh staring at him with these huge, emotionless sockets, holding out some furby he named 'Avacado'. It was fine at first, but then Avacado spoke. You should've heard him scream... he sounded like some kinda little girl, I swear."

As a smile slowly spread across her face, the teen pressed a hand over her mouth, doing her best to refrain from laughing. Noticing this, Geno's own grin widened and he continued, "And a long time ago, back in elementary school, he always had this bad habit of chewing on pencils. He started chewing on a pen one day and accidentally bit it a little too hard, and well... it was picture day. He got his picture taken, with not black, blue, or red ink all over himself, but with this bright shade of pink. Not only did it stain his shirt, but for a while, the lower half of his face was stained pink too."

Mal's smile widened behind her hand and she began to laugh softly. Arching a brow bone and smirking, Geno pulled away from his niece and leaned forward, digging through a drawer that was located just below the tabletop of the coffee table that'd been placed directly in front of the couch. She watched him curiously, and just before she got the chance to ask what he was doing, he produced an envelope, offering it to her. Visibly confused, she slowly took the envelope, seeming hesitant to open it, "Uh... What's this for?" Waving off whatever concerns she might have, Geno only smiled again, "Open it and you'll find out." Though still not completely sure what to expect, Mal very carefully opened the envelope and pulled out three very old photographs.

The first was of Geno, dressed neatly and wearing a big smile, as if genuinely happy. She set his photo aside, blinking at the second picture. It was of some weird kid with a blank stare and some of the biggest, gaudiest eyebrows she'd ever seen. Oh god. Was that...? She held up the picture and gave Geno a questioning look, to which he tilted his head, completely casual, "Fresh."

At the revelation, her sockets briefly widened, "What the hell?... No way, I refuse to believe that." Geno laughed softly at her reaction, "It is, though. Hard to believe, isn't it?" Staring intently at the picture of Fresh, she seemed almost hesitant to look away, "What happened to him? He was actually really cute here. Now he's just scary and unpredictable." Geno shrugged, still smiling slightly, "I have no idea. I wondered the exact same thing for a while." She let out a sigh, shaking her head in disbelief. Talk about weird. She set Fresh's picture aside, beside the one she'd just seen of Geno. In her hands, the only picture that was left was of a rather small, delicate looking child. Black bones, familiar blue streaks down his cheekbones, and a pair of oversized, circular glasses. Down the front of his shirt, bright pink ink could be seen, but it didn't stop there.

The bottom half of his face, just as Geno had told her before, was stained a vibrant pink.

She wanted to burst into a fit of giggles, but her laughter was cut off as she noticed his expression. His eye sockets were huge and he was frowning, blue tinted tears beginning to prick at the corners of his sockets. As if he was being laughed at. Memories flickered in her mind, of all the times when the boy in the photos, now a fully grown adult, berated her for not trying hard enough. Of when he called her names and constantly shoved her away when all she wanted was a hug. Of all the times he lashed out and hurt her because she'd gotten too close or unintentionally irritated him.

All the guilt and empathy that'd begun to blossom in her soul upon seeing the expression on his face in the photograph rapidly melted away and she burst into laughter, a smile stretching across her own face. She tried to picture him as he was now, as an adult, but stained pink just as he'd been in the picture, and tears pricked at her sockets as she laughted even harder. Part of her felt bad and wanted to understand how he must've felt when that photo was taken, but at the same time, she couldn't find it in herself to care about the feelings of someone that'd only ever reduced her to a fraction of who she really was.

She was feeling conflicted but did her best to hide it with laughter. Geno probably could tell what she was up to, but at the moment, she really didn't care.

[outofthiisworld]

[💜]— A gasp! Which quickly turned into a giggle.

"It's not creepy, he's cute!"

No, it's definitely creepy. What with its empty, soulless eyes and slightly unhinged beak— the years have not been kind to this particular Furby, most likely due to neglect from collecting dust at the local trash heap before getting scooped up.

“I'm much more worse than any silly demon— besides! He’ll be very handsome after a bath. I thought you could help me skin the fur!”

A disjointed, malfunctioned voice fizzled from the toy's damaged voice box.

" U-n YE-loo-LAY-d o o ? "

@outofthiisworld asked- “This isn’t going to be pretty. Rules will be broken. Friendships will be tested. And huge risks will be taken. But they’re small prices to pay for true love and freedom, right?” — 💜 Ophelia, whose trying to convince Lambda to help build a custom F.urby™️ with her monster high media quote sentence starters (accepting!)

"See, if you were talkin' about anything else, I would've agreed with ya. But this-" He gestures to the fluffy toy in question. He can't help but glance down at the thing. Almost like he's worried it would come to life or something. He's not exactly in the mood to fight anything off with a stick right now. "Not doin' this."

He picks it up and gives it a little shake as if to emphasize his point. And nearly drops it as it's a bit too big for his hand to comfortably get a grip on. "Why would you wanna mess around with one of these things anyway?", Lambda asks. "It's like, I dunno, askin' a demon into your house or some shit. It's creepy."

[pbandjesse]

Today was a really really excellent day even if I just stepped on some broken glass. Mostly surprised me. Today was still an excellent day.

I could not for the life of me fall asleep last night. I was up until past 2. I cleaned a bunch. I made more piles. Brought all my stuff up from my studio. But doing all that gave me like. Nervous energy. So I was wide awake for a long while.

Eventually I found a video to fall asleep to. And woke up at 730 from a text from my dad. He was on his way!

I knew it would be at minimum 2 hours. So i laid in bed for a while and just enjoyed a lazy morning. Eventually I got up and dressed. Made a sandwich. And watched some tv. I did some nore organising. Tried to make things easy for the work me and dad were doing. And it was nice.

My doorbell rang at 10. Dad was here! It was so nice to see him. Hes gotten so skinny! But he looked good. Happy. I was a little distressed over a mean email i had just received. So it was nice to have him right there to talk to and get my mixed up feelings out. My dads always been a realy good sounding board for that kind of thing.

We weren't idle for long, quickly we got into removing screws and pins and spackling. Its that fun pink stuff that changes to white when its dry. We did that for more then an hour. Just talking and fixing. Some of the time i was fixing a sculpture mom sent along with him. And gluing that tiny fidget spinner to the back of my phone case. Its really nice to have it there. Can't drop it anymore.

By noon we were basically finished. And I was starving. Dad got changed and we headed to Ceremony roasters for lunch.

There was a line but it moved fast. Dad got a macrobowl with chicken and I got the spicy avacado toast with a poached egg. We got drinks. I created an abomination of black ice tea, sweetener, and half and half. I really enjoyed that. We talked. Caught up about family. And then the food came and ot,was way more colorful then I anticipated.

But it was so so so good. I even ate the pink parts that i didn't recognize. They were a little spicy. And while the egg was slightly overcoojed it was all awesome. I will for sure go there for food again. Maybe when Jess is here in July.

After we ate we walked to the car. We held hands which was nice. I love my dad very much and it was nice just being with him. Even if I was nervous about him falling or getting hurt or not being able to walk. We did a lot Today and that was really nice.

We went to amazing glaze! It was great! We decided to pick something to paint for eachother. Dad wanted this toothbrush holder thing. And I got a bowl. We looked at my Pinterest insp board and got to work.

I made dad's forest at night themed, and he made mine kind of based off of a russian or Ukrainian piece i had saved on there. We both made them navel blue as a base. And had fun decorating. I hope they come out well. I really had a great time. I got to learn that he majored in ceramics in High school. Something i never knew. And that he's been really inspired to make installation art lately. He didn't call it that but the pieces he wants to make that he described to me are exactly that. Im really excited to see what he does with his ideas and free time.

We each wrote on the bottoms of our pieces. And helped him finish his outlines. And then we were done. We paid and I'll go back at the end of the week to get them.

We walked next door and got ice cream next. Enjoyed sitting outside. It was beautiful and I just felt really happy and at easy.

We hung out and talked for a long time. And then home. We got to my apartment. And got the last of the stuff to go to the studio. There's still stuff in the fridge. But almost everything was taken over today.

And because of dad's bad joints and hernia, I had to carry most of it. Which was exhausting but we knocked it out. He brought the things from the car and i took them upstairs. Good teamwork.

I was very overheated though. So I laid on the ground for a while. But once i cooled down i was all good. I got to show dad the furby stuff ive been into. Explain the culture and ebay and all the weird stuff. It was fun and he had questions and was supportive of my weird hobby.

He wanted to go take a nap. So he headed out and back to my apartment to sleep. And i started unpacking things. I got some stuff away. And while I was working on the kitchen James came home.

We rested and unpacked. Had a snack. Cleaned up. And then at just about 8 got a call from dad. He was done his nap and ready for dinner. So we met up at a pizza bar around the corner.

We got 3 diffeent pizzas to share. And that was fun. It was a really nice dinner. The food was very good. James told us about sports. Dad asked us about medical marijuana and we ranted about the prison industrial complex for like 15 minutes. It was great fun.

A littke after 9 we said good byes. I will go meet up with dad in the morning. At least briefly. And then he will go back home. Im really glad he came. I love him very much and had a lot of fun with him today.

Me and James got back to the studio and I got washed and am in pjs. I patched some holes here, but the one is a nightmare. Thr wall is just crumbling. I put so muchs spackle its basically a new wall. Well see if it holds or the water damage was to much. It was fun veing handy. Then James helped me pick outfits for the week. Which is when i stepped on a piece of broken glass from the bowel aquarium mom sent. It was dropped a bit and a section broke off so now theres small shards in the carpet and we don't have a vaccuum here. Ugh. It'll be okay. Just annoying.

Tomorrow is back to work though! We are doing some organizing and set up at wildwood. Im looking forward to it. It'll be a really nice day. I'm sure of it.

Goodnight everyone. Sleep tight.

[top-hat-impling]

so im introducing my kids

first of all my precious girl kalimba

she is not broken but i dont have batteries for her yet so i need to deal with her sad eyes

her mouth is not in the best condition but in my opinion that means she was loved and kissed a lot

she was pretty messy and smelly when i bought her so i tried to clean her by toothbrush soft soap and wet towel actually im not happy with the results but at least she smells a lot better

my next child is this little curly 1998 baby

he is really tiny boy his mouth opens and closes perfectly his eyes work pretty well and i love him so much he is so soft and fluffy

his eyelashes is slightly damaged but i like it it look so cute his left ear cannot be moved without damage but right one is perfectly ok with movements

and his name is esidisi

next baby is this boy

he is thin and quite big im probably will stuff him

he can look only down idk what to do with that at least his eyelids work well

needs a name too

next one is 2012 furby

idk what to say about them im not the huge fan of the 2012 furbies but i think their big dark eyes looks adorable and their ears moveable

i dont like the fact that you cant close 2012 furby's mouth/eyes but anyway they're very cute and loveable

still having troubles with naming

aand this white baby

he is the way he is i can not move his ears/eyes/paws/mouth but he is so pure and excited i love him

...please.. name... suggestions..

a little story

i found all of them in local online store and i was thinking that im gonna buy only kalimba for $ 19 but it turned out that it was the price of all five

the end

[kaaramel]

tell us what your OCs would do in the Forge

marcy: oh, dude, why haven’t we discussed FFTT chars in the forge... i’m not sure how to distinguish marcy from woodie perkwise, though. maybe lucy takes longer to come back to her but marcy has a bonus to unarmed damage so she can keep punching people at less of a penalty? that still sounds exclusively like a drawback, idk, unless her unarmed damage is HIGHER somehow than hitting w/ luce. she knows martial arts but maybe not that much

waverly: HATES THIS, extremely nervous, can’t actually die, just miserable in a sweltering-hot environment. staff/book user, def. by strictest interpretation of their native mechanics they should have a natural health regen but even a slow one feels potentially unbalanced? idk. 

bookie: hates this also, extremely much, but, (at least if we take the original cartoon version over the humanized cthulhuverse version) has experience tolerating Literal Actual Hell and therefore weirdly ok with the temperatures. i’m not sure what they could even use aside from books. is “exclusively books” at all viable? oh well! RIP! they shouldn’t even be here! probably ought to have a unique book item ... the Infernal Ledger, maybe, and the special gives a random result? like a game&watch judgement hammer style of thing, where there’s a dice roll each time for 1/6 chance of something pathetic but 1/6 of something DEVASTATING

luc: also hates this, but able to take it slightly more in stride. dart/staff user. comes with a furby companion who wanders around the arena acting as a distractor/damage sponge, bernie-style; i was going to say three furbies with less individual HP than bernie but that seems actively worse on almost every level. a bonus to using healstaff in some way, maybe?

cicely and caraway i am counting as a collective: absolutely having the time of their jackass lives. darts exclusively. i want to say their specials (even w/ the starter darts) inflict a lingering-damage burn condition? under normal circumstances they can’t actually set people’s heads on fire with a bullet but (waves hand around dismissively) forge magic

lucky: i-is bird ? ? i’m not sure how to adapt forge to Bird, which is a shame bc he’d be very into it

NB: e finds this all quite strange and would rather be elsewhere but tuff enuff to handle it. is technically also bird, but with hands, which helps a lot. dart/melee but starts with darts; uhh, a bonus to attacking an enemy that your allies are also attacking? maybe periodic and shared with allies, sort of wigfrid-style. that’s what comes up when i try to imagine a perk that’s both a rogue sneak attack and bardic song support.

dunun: WOULD CRUSH THIS SHIT, i’m tempted to say full melee even though she is technically a spellcaster also. i mean really the way to model it would be melee + new item category: musical instrument, and give her a drum that drops a couple rounds in when dunun is present (like the drill spear) that she can whack people with but the special buffs allies within the circle, maybe.

rasp: BY STRICTEST INTERPRETATION U COULD SAY THEYRE MADE FOR THIS... is staff/book/melee unbalanced.... oh well, you could drop the melee if you needed to. not sure what perk is appropriate... unique book that summons a star which heals or buffs allies within its light radius, maybe. two healing sources might be OP.

[furbytech]

My 2005 furby keeps shutting off at random points (not sleeping) and wakes up as soon as I unscrew the battery plate slightly? I’m really confused as to why she’s doing this and it’s very annoying..

Hmm, it sounds like your ‘05 might be having some battery connection problems. Remove the batteries and check the contacts; are they clean and shiny? Is there any obvious damage like broken springs?

It’s possible you may be over-tightening the screw, too. You should only tighten the screw enough so that the battery cover lays flush with the rest of the battery compartment and stays closed on its own. Over-tightening of the screw might cause the plastic cover to bow out and not hold the batteries in right!

[furbydave]

furbys for sale! out of box furbys 5$ shipping to the usa! i dont remember what ones work and what ones have problems so ill test them when you hmu and tell you anything you wanna know! all of them turn on though i (obviously) haven’t tested the in box ones since theyre all nib (the owl has a slightly open box though due to damage but its never been taken out and its still attached to the box, i can show pics to anyone interested!) i ship next day on week days and i dont ship on weekends! i can do holds for a week or two also! shoot me a message if youre interested in anything and i can give you a price!

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edit: figured i should put a guess price they’re 15$ and up! max for the normal ones out of box is 30$ + shipping, if a more basic color has problems though i usually bump the price down though! 

liberty furbys are 40+ shipping, ask about nib furbys! (the owl and tux arent gonna be crazy since theyre basic + the other one is reserved!)