Scraplets are the past. Scraplets are the future. Scraplets are now.
Scraplets veer through the rivers of time like a slippery eel, riding Norbert Papin's Time Machine all over the place. They meet new friends every day, messing with the space/time continuum on a whim.
That's quite naughty when you think about it.
Scraplets are NOT toys for children, to be honest. They're wood decor. Put simply, they're not really suitable for unsupervised use by children - they've got nails and screws sticking out of them. Common sense and vigilance is advised at all times :)
Each Scraplet has their own character and back story - are you ready to meet them all?
This one is "Quality Mike, 19, Meanwood. Hand on heart, this little chap is pure class. He's got the lot and is invaluable in a crisis. Need help with assembling a flat pack wardrobe? No sweat - he doesn't even need the instruction booklet. Forgotten what page you were up to in your book because you fell asleep with it on your face? Not a problem - Quality Mike will know. Ran out of Sunny Delight in the 1990's again? He's already on his way to the 24 hour garage to collect some. Whatever the question, Quality Mike has the answer.
He's allergic to Otters though, so keep them the fuck away from him."
Mike is approximately 4cm square and he's ready to go home with you!
Images by Scraplets and OHC.