[Red weasel]

Username:Red weasel
Doll name: Gracia
Shadow name: Cyr
Word count: 499

Story: Gracia often had been keeping to herself since her arrival at the mansion. She didn't feel like an outcast, but she did feel different than other dolls. While there were so many different dolls, of all different shapes and sizes and such, she had yet to see anything like her. While beautiful, her statuesque appearance was so far, matched by no one. Today though, Gracia felt it was time to leave the room she had hulled herself up in and explore, but she did not intend to explore just any place, she desired to explore a garden, if she could find one. Cyr sat atop of her head, as she stood up from her seat. She had already discussed her plan with Cyr, and he agreed, stating it was wise of her to go and get to know her surroundings, and because,some fresh air would be nice.

Gracia wondered around for quite some time opening different doors, looking for a garden, or anything that was an outdoor climate. She walked quickly, not even taking the time to look and see if anyone gave her any funny looks, she was too excited. Cyr now took to flying around, listening to the conversations of others, to see if he could hear any information of use from those around him that would lead them to their destination. Finally, Gracia swung open a door that lead to a garden like area, with a few dolls amongst its lengths, gathered in small groups talking amongst themselves. Cyr happily flew in first, taking to the skies, it what felt like the first time in forever.

Gracia walked few steps in, the stood for a moment, taking it all in. She then walked to the center of the garden, where she found a large fountain. She stopped to look, a, when another doll approached her, holding out his hand.
"Hello. My name is Marcus." Gracia was more than excited. She hadn't even dreamt of the idea that others would take interest in her, that someone would want to talk to her? That once seemed out of the question to her, but now someone stood before her.
"Oh. Hello. I'm Gracia, nice to meet you," She replied hesitantly. He smiled at her as his own shadow sat down next to him.
He looked down at his shadow, then look at her. He gestured to his own shadow, and asked, "Where's yours?"
Garcia looked up to the sky, and saw Cyr flying around, though hovering very close to her. She watched him for a moment, and then called him to her. Cyr flew down in a spiral pattern, landing down next to, facing the new person. The man stared at Cyr for a moment, then turned to Gracia.
"For someone so beautiful, you have a really ugly shadow. How'd that happen?"
"Excuse me?" she hissed, her happiness now shattered, "Appearances mean nothing!" After she spoke, it began to rain. with that, she picked up Cyr saddly, as the boy ran to avoid the rain.

[dandyLION]

Reserve

[coradrawa]

Username
coradrawa
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Doll name
Palladium
Named after the metal
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Shadow name
Nachtkrapp
Named after the mythological bird
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Writing
A girl of beauty walked upon the street. Her hair like liquid gold, her skin flawless silver. She spoke in honeyed words and was favored by all.
The girl had many suitors, but none made her heart skip a long in joy apart from one.
He appeared on the day with a full moon every time, only to vanish when the moon set.
The girl adored the mysterious man and every time he appeared, she eagerly chased after him.
The man had no interest in the girl's beauty, so each time she approached the man she tried to impress him with her talents.
She sang, she danced, she drew and she tried.
But the man remained unimpressed.
The girl slowly grew desperate and on one night, she stopped the man and questioned him.
" I try so hard. " she pleads, " I gleam my hair, lightened my skin, I dance, I sing and I draw. I try so hard yet you always scowl at me. Please tell me why. "
And the man did.
" If you wish to impress me then dive into the lake. At the bottom you will find a metal ball of palladium, grasp it and return it to me. Then I shall smile at you with your heart's content. "
The girl was so pleased she quickly fled to the lake the man had told her of. She did not bother with her dress and swam down in the depths.
The metal ball gleamed at her as she grasped it, resurfacing.
When she returned to the man, she presented the ball.
The man began to laugh, a frown on the girl's face.
" Why do you laugh? " she asked.
" Try to release the ball from your grasp " he simply commanded. The girl tried to obey, but her hands did not as they kept holding the ball.
Gasping in fear, the girl spoke again.
" What did you do to me?! "
" I did nothing " the man replied. " But the ball is cursed to never be released, and then merge with your skin. You will become a metal girl "
The girl cried as the man left.
In the morning, a new statue had been found.
It was a beautiful statue of a girl.
(Story 385 words)
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[Reiji]

Oh crap it's waaay over dated
erm
goodluck, dropping out, busy </3

[houndpine]

Username: draumr
Doll name:
Shadow name:
Writing: (limit 500 words)

i,, i tried to resist

[Foxy The Pirate]

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Username: Foxy The Pirate
Doll name: Irin
Shadow's name: Archetto
Writing: Personality; Irin is
very rebellious, yet optimistic,
friendly, and flirtatious. She
can always be the light of the
room even with those dead looking
eyes. She also tends to have a
"mom" in her mind.
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Here's a poem for you my sweets.

Your eyes, they look so empty
Soulless almost. Why is that?
From all the things you've seen
I presume, I'm sorry my sweet bean.

For now you must be quiet
Since others are around now.
You mustn't speak child, or else
They will know you have a pulse

You have the look of a statue,
This you must know by now.
Keep your stature still please
Absolutely no moving is a breeze

xxxxxxA poem for you mom.

xxxxxxLook mother I know you care
xxxxxxYou want me to just stare.
xxxxxxBut that's not what I want,
xxxxxxI am alive and they will know.

xxxxxxI can't sit still for that long,
xxxxxxI see this theory's very wrong.
xxxxxxI'm going to make many friends
xxxxxxNo more standing for me.

I looked over to a doll today, and they seemed frightened. Was it my eyes? Or my appearance? It's a usual thing now, I've learned to live with it. I don't care anymore, except I have to keep moving otherwise i do look like a stature. Sometimes, I like to look in the mirror and stare into my eyes. Personally I love them but to most people i just look dead. That's not my fault and i guess people don't understand that. I love how deep they look, it's an elegant color.. Can eyes be elegant? Oh well, I think they're great and that's all that matters. My mom on the other hand doesn't care for them. It frightens her... it bothers me. She can just leave me alone. I tell people about mom, but they just tell me she's in my mind. That's impossible, I've seen her before. She's usually outside or something, she doesn't move though. She thinks i should stay still like her, and I'm not going to. I am my own person and she wont tell me what to do. I love her and all, but this is my life and I'm going to live it in motion. I don't find standing still and never blinking or moving appealing or fun at all. I don't understand how she even does it. It's so strange. My shadow doesn't care for what my mom says either, although mom only speaks to me, I tell Archetto everything. He is my best friend and nothing will come in between that, ever. He's so sweet and reassuring. Arch can be a little selfish, but ultimately he is nice... to me at least. He screeches at really anyone who try's to touch me. I still love him too, he likes my cold, soft kisses to the top of his beak. It's just a small love peck for my reliable friend. Anyway, that's all for today.

[dracosmalfoy]

res!!!

[waterstar.]

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sweet little angel
why don't you sing ?
sweet little angel
where is your ring ?
it should be floating
upon your head
golden and sheen .

sweet little angel
why does the bird fly ?
sweet little angel
why do you sigh ?
does he bother you so
or does he batter his wings
and cause you great pain ?

sweet little angel
just fly far away !
sweet little angel
why do you stay ?
your wings are concrete
and fail you in flight-
but try yes you do
all through the night.
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username -- waterstar2002
name -- Janice {j-an-i-s}
shadow name -- Scout {sc-ow-tuh}
notes ;;
- her crystal is the source of her sadness
- she's afraid of the bird
- she doesn't like the fact that she can't fly
- the halo is from before she binded with the shadow
- she's quiet & shy & she tries to blend in
- Janice has gotten used to the beating of the bird's wings
- she actually loves her eyes
- she believes they show a lack of emotion
- which she thinks makes her stronger

[tooby]

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[Scion Hanzo]

res

Username:
Capsicle

Doll name:

Shadow name:

Writing: (limit 500 words)