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name;; Lukas McCumber
gender;; as a doll agender
in a past life, he was trans
sex;; designated female at birth
sexuality;; Pansexual

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Curious
Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back! It seems as though Lukas is always lost in thought. The word "why" being of particular use, he always needs to know. Questions asked so often he's on the nerves of anyone close. Lukas' curiosity is something of a curiosity, as in his time man of the questions were answered by religion without question. "Why do we live?" "What happens when we die?" things of that nature, things with no certain answer.

Inspired
Despite being lost in himself,and not understanding the world around him Lukas is inspired. Inspired to work, to write, to love to live. Living a life filled with confusions and hate was not the path Lukas yearned for, in fact, he wanted quite the opposite for himself, and so with that he started anew. Lukas was inspired to try new things, enjoy new things, breathe see the love in life, the world was his oyster. Lukas took to writing screenplays and joining choirs, finding much success in his theatrical ventures. Lukas was elated to see and do all of these things.

Hopeful
Something Luka has always been, hopeful. Hopeful in all aspects, as grades are concerned and as his personal life is concerned. You see, life hasn't always been the kindest to the young doll, but, Lukas has always hoped, and wished for the best, and so the best will come. This can do attitude saved his from many emotional problems and inspired the man to keep trucking through the hell he was too and had endured. All and All Lukas' attitude saved him.

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Born in the 1920's isn't necessarily the safety time period for a trans man to exist. Running from town to town as to protect his identity, Lukas lived a hectic life. An old blind woman (who was rumored to be a lesbian and therefore ostracized) loved him as of he were he own child. The old woman was the only beneficiary of the tremendous will of her father's and provided for the boy when he needed. Seeing as Lukas lacked parents that loved him at this time, this bit of stability was pertinent.
Lukas was blessed with the ability of literature, and the plays he wrote often sold particularly well. However, the need to flee would more likely than not drain Lukas' bank account.
Running again to a new after his past girlfriend had outed him much to his distress, Lukas tried desperately to blend in, to much avail, he lived happily for a few months. However, rather quickly, Lukas came down with an illness that ravaged him. Tuberculosis of the heart, a death sentence in the twenties. Clinging desperately to life, Lukas attempted to find his way to the old woman as to at least show his gratitude for her hospitality throughout the years. But death would not be as kind as Lukas as she grasped onto him. Lukas died on his way to her home, walking for the majority of his journey, his illness begged him to rest, and that he did. However, on the side of the road, Lukas closed his for the last time, freezing cold, feeling completely alone. Though his lingered, it had someone to wait for!
When death overtook the old woman, her soul guided Lukas in the form of his shadow, taking the name Evelyn she walked him to the doll house, consoling the soul that had been crying out for love of somesort. Though motherly, Evelyn loved Lukas dearly, and that;s all that mattered. She erased the hatred that was thrown at him for his gender. She helped him feel better. However . . .

Why is he crying?

Upon entering the doll house, Lukas was greeted happily, he took in the sight of dolls of all colors and shapes, and genders or lack thereof. He witnessed the affection the dolls shared for one another, a peaceful coexistence Lukas had never had the pleasure of experiencing. His eyes were brimming with tears then, and when the other dolls allowed him a look at himself, he burst into a sobbing fit. He looked like he had always wanted to, and many dolls could relate to the feeling of being overwhelmed, and some of them even walked forward to hold him, with his response being an embrace. He is crying because he has finally found a home.

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little me post,
So sorry this is dissapointingly short???/ i had so much planned and ran outta time :^(