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basically my 2nd contest entry except cooler
i was supposed to post this on sunday but oekaki was being mean OTL
end date 7/25/15

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things to note
- shadow is a very poorly taxidermied cat
- no eyebrows
- no shoelaces
- shadow has literal needle teeth (would've drawn but no good space)

would i ever refuse prettying up and extras?

winner is Fantasy♥Heart!

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Username:
FantasyHeart
I have come to try and win this doll.
If I do, he shall be forever treasured,
If not, may he be loved by his owner.


Name:
Arrats
meaning "Dusk" or "Early Evening"

Shadow's name:
Stitch or Stitches

Gender:
Arrats is a boy

Stitch is also a boy

Age:
Arrats is around the age of 23,
but is mentally 12

Astrological Sign:
Cancer ♋

Hobbies:
Swimming, Practicing communication,
Stargazing.

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Personalities:
Arrats:
First Impression: Cold, Secretive, Bratty,
Hiding in the Shadows, and Concealing his feelings.
At first, Arrats appears to be the don't-bother-me type.
This is usually because he's self-conscious of his looks
and because his social skill is a level of absolute zero.
He also seem to be secretive and unkind towards others. This is
the work of Stitch, warning Arrats that not everyone
can be trusted. In reality, Arrats is just a timid and
selfless individual who just doesn't know how to speak
to others. This is because his previous owner, Izzy, always
spoke for him and understood him, so he never needed
to speak to others for himself. He adores taking
in any beings (animals and plants)
who need help and tending to them.
Arrats is determined to make friends
and learn how to speak to them. He also seems to be
gloomy once in awhile for he remembers his beloved
owner, Izzy.

Stitch:
Stitch is like the wise old man of the two when really,
he's not that old at all! He's always looking out for
Arrats and taking the place of the parents Arrats never
had. He tends to tell Arrats when to be wary of others
as he believes it may prove to help the doll, but may
overly exaggerate a little a lot. This
proves that he's got a creative side and still quite childish.
Being a cat, Stitch is extremely playful and gets into
trouble a lot with other dolls, but the dolls don't complain
so Arrats doesn't know. Likewise, Stitch is social with other
shadows and dolls and is usually the one doing the talking
and explaining Arrats's situations.

Theme song:
Demons by Imagine Dragons

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Story:
"AHHHHHH!!!" Shrieked Mary Sue.
"Dr. Doom is kidnapping me! Help Super-Boy!!"
Izzy picked up her brunette doll, Mary Sue and her Dr. Doom action figure
and made them fly around the pink room and onto her bed.
Then she plucked her favorite doll of all off the plastic couch where
she had placed him. This doll was special to her, more then anything.
His name....Arrats. "Halt!" said Arrats, placing a hand on his ear.
"Is that a cry for help from Mary? Dr. Doom has captured her again?"
Izzy quickly took a handmade super mask and slipped over Arrats's
eyes. She then made his fist go up in the air and proclaimed:
"This looks like a job for Super-Boy!". She spun in the air and made him
fly at Dr. Doom, wrestling him to the ground. Suddenly, footsteps up
the stairs interrupted her and Arrats's glorious story. Her mom's face
peeked out of the hallway. "Izzy, it's time to go get your Halloween
costume." Izzy picked up Arrats in her 9 year old hands and replied:
"What about Arrats? Can he dress up too? He loves Halloween." She
held up his enormous hands. "Yeah!" she made him say.
"I wanna go trick or treating too!" Izzy's mom laughed. "Fine."
she said. "But as long as you two don't get in trouble."
"We won't!" said Izzy, smiling. "Right, Arrats?" she asked, making
the boy doll nod. "Right, Izzy." Then, all dressed and hair combed,
Izzy and Arrats made their way to the car and together, with Izzy's mom,
drove to the Halloween Shop.

The shop was colorful, packed from top to bottom with costumes and
decorations. If you looked, you might even find a BLT sandwich getup.
Izzy spent nearly three hours looking for the perfect costume, but
then she found it: A Cat woman costume. It had two black cat ears,
a black mask, and a black jumpsuit. Izzy always loved Cat woman,
she was Izzy's superhero idol. When they had gotten back home, it
was time for supper. Izzy was so excited that she had to get her costume
on right away. Izzy rushed to her room and tore open the package
containing her costume. She placed Arrats sitting upright on her bed
and held her costume up for him to see. "Isn't it cool?" she said excitedly.
"This going to be the best Halloween yet!" She squeezed the jumpsuit
to her chest and walked to the bathroom. "Wait for me, okay?" she called
back to Arrats. Then she went to change. When she came back, she looked
like the mini version of Cat woman. She took Arrats in her arms and stood
in front of the mirror. "Don't I look awesome, Arrats?" she asked, clearly
delighted by the outcome of the costume. "Of course, Izzy!" said Arrats.
Izzy gazed at Arrats and smirked, but then her face twisted into surprise.
"Oh no! Arrats! We forgot your costume!" She swiftly set him down on
her dresser. "Wait here!" She yelled, and disappeared down the stairs.
A few moments later, she came back up holding a small white full-faced mask
with cat ears, two black holes for eyes and a stitched mouth.
She carefully removed the Superhero mask and placed the new, handmade
mask over his face. It was a perfect fit. She then held him up delicately
in front of his reflection so he could see it himself. "Well?" She asked.
"It's...Scare-tatstic!" She made him reply and laughed at his terrible pun.
"Now, we're Cat woman and her sidekick, Catboy!" she declared.

"Supper's ready!" Shouted Izzy's mom. "Coming!" yowled Izzy. running to
the dinner table, her famed doll in arm. Once they got to the table, she sat
him down beside her and began to eat. In no time at all, Izzy's plate was
empty. "Excited to go, huh?" asked her Dad, while reading the newspaper.
"Of course!" she answered triumphantly. "I get free candy and all I need is to
ring doorbells!" The family laughed at the 9 year-old blond's words. Izzy
slid her plate into the sink and grabbed her candy basket, Arrats in her grasps. "
See you!" she said quickly and galloped out the front door. The neighborhood
was middle-class and crowded with kids, young and old. Izzy set her eyes on
the first row of houses and one by one, took their candy. She advanced quickly
through the neighborhood, getting candy like no tomorrow with her trusty
assistant by her side. However, she was completely unaware of the storm
clouds moving in, as was every other kid. Before she knew it, She was on the
last block. She turned to Arrats. "Look!" she cried. "We're on the last row!
Soon, we'll be home and eating all this candy..." She motioned to her fat candy
sack and added: "And I'll soon be rid of all this weight." Suddenly, she felt
a raindrop land square on her nose. "Huh?" she gasped, looking up. It was
raining! It started to pour heavily, pounding her back. Then came a flash
of lightning and the sound of thunder. Kids everywhere ran to their houses
in a wave of panic, knocking over any bystanders, including Izzy. "Gyaaaahh!"
she screamed, feeling her grip loosen on her beloved Arrats. Soon, her left
hand was empty. "Arrats!" she shrieked, her eyes scanning the crowd furiously
as they pushed her away. Her hand was grabbed and her mom appeared beside
her, pulling her arm. Izzy was led home and had gotten changed into dry clothes.
She was devastated. Her parents tried to comfort her saying that "They'd look for him"
and that "They'd find a new doll."
They didn't understand..,
Arrats was the only doll like him and buying a new one
wouldn't help. Although, the fact he might be still out there
gave her a string of hope, she knew deep down that she would never see him again.
All that was left was memories and a hole in her heart.




How he got his hands:
Dreamy Skies Toy Company was a brilliant
business, loved worldwide by children.
In all it's glory, their most popular product
was their ball jointed dolls. Every girl and boy alike dreamed
to have their own doll. This is because every single
one created was made to be the sole of it's kind.
One year, on a special day was the celebration of the
famous toy company's 10th anniversary. Every time
this day came around, a doll of great magnificence
was manufactured with beauty and individuality
unlike any other doll. This was true for on this
day a doll unlike any other was created, just
not in the way that one worker had hoped.

There had also been an accident that day.
One of the machines had malfunctioned
halfway through the process of the creation.
It was an old contraption, bound to have
broken any second, but this was possibly
the worst time for this misfortune for the
creation was of the 10th anniversary doll.
When the process was completed. The doll
had abnormally large burnt hands. The
worker who had been trusted with it's design and
production was devastated. It was his
3rd month on the job and he had sullied
the good name of his precious workplace by
creating this...."filth" he called it.

The worker begged to the manager to let
him throw it away, claiming he couldn't
bare to see the disappointed children who
had gotten such a thing. The manager reluctantly
agreed after several pleas and let him throw
it out. So, tossing into the trash and alone, the
doll was rejected and miserable for he had been
deemed unworthy of a child's love. But, this was
not the end for the unhappy being for several
hours later, a young girl had plucked him out
of the trash and held him in her arms.
"It's okay," The girl said comfortingly. "I will take care of you."
The girl's name was Izzy and for her and the doll, this was only the beginning.

Why he holds onto his mask:
Arrats holds onto his mask because it's the last thing ever
given to him by Izzy. It holds his memories of his past owner
and he cherishes them very much. Also, because Arrats lacks
a large amount of courage, and the mask gives him courage because
he considers it to be a piece of Izzy's being. It makes him feel
like she's still there, beside him even in his worse times.

Just wanted to say thank you for making such a wonderful doll and for giving me and others this chance.

Art for Arrats (and Stitch):
Behold! The generous masterpieces my allies have offered!
By my best friend KawaiiKelsey

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Res?

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never finished wow,, congrats to the winner pfft

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username: The Missing Kurloz
name: Cain
Age- 16
shadows name: Leo
gender: Male
Sexuality : Gender-fluid
Pronouns: He/him & she/her
personality:
He's shy but his curiosity always gets the best of him when he and Leo are taking on long walks in the night.
Cain is shy because of his past with others since he was bullied and terribly afraid of the light , well.. he was born on the dark-side, where everything is cold and no one was able to see what he looked like on first glance.
He's also clumsy and gets frustrated easily because of his hands, making it hard for him to grasp small objects ,and hug others without hurting them.

story/art:
Cain and Leo Life started out...rough and dark because they didn't know much of anything from being built to being let free to do what they could to survive. Cain became horribly afraid of the light based on rumors and Leo became the strong one in their doll and shadow relationship . They formed a bond like no other have, They traveled at night, hunted at night, and hid during the day because of the light because it immediately gave Cain headaches, or so he believed. He was just telling himself over and over that the light is bad, don't look at it so he did for many years of his life. Leo works during the day to find safe paths to travel on, find a home , and water that could be boiled to drink. Leo played the big puzzle piece in Cain's life,and never regrets any of his decisions if they kept Cain safe .

On many of their travels, they either got lost or Leo would quickly find a place to stay before the sun began to shine. They found a home in a meek, a dark and dry plain where food was rare to find and so was finding clean enough water to boil and drink. Cain had to work as a grate keeper to get the early prey , but other people living there would of taken the job ..some were just to scared they be stomped on by wild game coming through, So Cain took on the job and brought back to their cave at least 2 pieces of prey a day. You think they were well fed? Not even close. They had to make sure to eat it all in one sitting because others would steal food, or maybe even more besides stealing someone's cave which was not unusual.

Finding a home in a cave was easy, food wasn't, and neither was water since there wasn't much of it in the area. Eli comes by baring a gift to Cain to get to know him better. When they first met, Cain and Leo would run away because they both thought Eli was dangerous. Over the years they got to know him better, even to the point where Eli would tell grand stories of the light where everything is growing, there was things called fruits that come in different colors, sizes, and flavors. Cain and Leo haven't tasted, more prey to hunt, and sights to see also that are more beautiful in the sun than the moon light. Telling him was harmless until a certain point that everything was just in his head, and he took it all wrong.

Cain went through a lot. He visits with Eli to get past his fear of the light, and maybe he could go live with Eli one day on this land he speaks so highly of. The joy of not starving, relaxing with no stress of shadow figures coming to get him, and feeling the happiness of looking forward to meeting others along the way to with Leo by his side.

-likes: Meats of any kind, Trying to take in as much light as he can so he wont be afraid of it later, talking to Leo , chasing desert bugs or watching them get prey (ex- Antlion making sand dunes , beetle frighting, and scorpions finding their spot on a rock ), Moon Flowers ( only light he loves at night ), Camp fires , Leo's horrible puns, Eli's story telling when he comes over to talk to Cain, using his huge hands to swing from branch to branch, and digging holes to make a small pond that will last him and Leo a few weeks.

-dislikes: Others in the part of his homeland , bullies, Leo coming back late, Eli missing a day of seeing him, being kept waiting for to long, light but he does hope to love it one day, shadowy figures, sometimes he doesn't like the moon because its always moving which makes trying to sleep hard to do.

Homeland - His homeland is made of canyons and specks of light that shine through the clouds. It's mostly dark, dry, it's usually warm/cold all day. the people who live there have made homes in the walls of the canyons that are old but stable to live in. ( like cavemen), They hunt for anything that moves and others just get lucky when they find food before someone else does. Food there is at 5% rate that some have to head closer to the other surrounding areas for food.

Where he lives on the Homeland: Cain and Leo live in the only damp cave in the the canyon, it has dirty water but boiled to a point its clean to drink and clean off extra dirt on his and Leo's skins. Over time Cain had built resting pods , a small stand, and a gate to the front of the cave to let others that live by know the cave is taken by someone and not to be stolen ( its a no spoken rule that they all have ).


Friends-Eli,Ram
Little things they do for Cain
-Eli is an adventurer and would always tell Cain stories of the "outside world" and wouldn't try to be nice about it as most people are, and of all the wonders and secrets it holds in the most up-beat and kind voice to Cain. Pulling him out of the dark and into the light, He leaves out the bad stuff because he doesn't know how bad Cain may react to it. By that ,she does little steps all the way.
- During Ram and Danny's long travels, they set up a small shop for people in nee . He would borrow Cain's large hands to get the business going, because early mornings are always slow. Ram also does it to boost Cain's low confidence he has in himself and for Leo to talk to Danny like a normal person.
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Their favorite things to do to past time:
- He and Leo sometimes take old bark from dying trees and slide down the smoother and rocky-ish sides of large hills.
- Leo likes scaring other pre-teens in the canyon , sometimes the macho men who brag about not being frightened by anything. (seem to forget Leo is covered in stitches and Leo not pretty sight to see either)
- Sometimes Leo pulls Cain into the Moonlight and Leo yells "Don't fear the light, embrace it!" " Leo, NO! Stop it please, it hurts!" is usually Cain's answer to it every time. Leo is just trying to help him.
- Play ball (with a boulder, if they find one light and big enough so Cain wont drop it )
- Ambush other people in the Canyon, they've made it into a game of who can ambush the most people for no reason at all. Leo always wins because Cain chickens out after the 10th person he scares.


-Leo's personality: Rebellious, Ruthless, Impulsive, Intelligent, Crafty, Suspicious.
Leo's Gender - Male
Job- Protect and keep Cain safe with or without him knowing about it. Leo doesn't like it when Cain is sad or feels threatened by others or old guilt that may of build up over the past. Leo makes sure the path for Cain is safe to take, Leo double checks for any problems on them. Leo makes it his soul purpose to keep Cain a bit happier and safe, and Leo puts Cain before Leo's own problems which is very rare for Leo to have any to be dealt with.
-more about Leo-
No one knows he can talk and drives others to make mistakes in hunting or he kicks in progressing homes if he's bored or if it's an enemy of Cain's like a daily bully picking out the weak one. He gets so over protective of Cain because he's so meek, that Leo takes it as a another part of being his shadow.
The way Leo talk is in third person : "Leo will make sure Cain is safe! Leo will make sure all who pain him will feel Leo's anger and will fear him."


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Username:
FantasyHeart
I have come to try and win this doll.
If I do, he shall be forever treasured,
If not, may he be loved by his owner.


Name:
Arrats
meaning "Dusk" or "Early Evening"

Shadow's name:
Stitch or Stitches

Gender:
Arrats is a boy

Stitch is also a boy

Age:
Arrats is around the age of 23,
but is mentally 12

Astrological Sign:
Cancer ♋

Hobbies:
Swimming, Practicing communication,
Stargazing.

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Personalities:
Arrats:
First Impression: Cold, Secretive, Bratty,
Hiding in the Shadows, and Concealing his feelings.
At first, Arrats appears to be the don't-bother-me type.
This is usually because he's self-conscious of his looks
and because his social skill is a level of absolute zero.
He also seem to be secretive and unkind towards others. This is
the work of Stitch, warning Arrats that not everyone
can be trusted. In reality, Arrats is just a timid and
selfless individual who just doesn't know how to speak
to others. This is because his previous owner, Izzy, always
spoke for him and understood him, so he never needed
to speak to others for himself. He adores taking
in any beings (animals and plants)
who need help and tending to them.
Arrats is determined to make friends
and learn how to speak to them. He also seems to be
gloomy once in awhile for he remembers his beloved
owner, Izzy.

Stitch:
Stitch is like the wise old man of the two when really,
he's not that old at all! He's always looking out for
Arrats and taking the place of the parents Arrats never
had. He tends to tell Arrats when to be wary of others
as he believes it may prove to help the doll, but may
overly exaggerate a little a lot. This
proves that he's got a creative side and still quite childish.
Being a cat, Stitch is extremely playful and gets into
trouble a lot with other dolls, but the dolls don't complain
so Arrats doesn't know. Likewise, Stitch is social with other
shadows and dolls and is usually the one doing the talking
and explaining Arrats's situations.

Theme song:
Demons by Imagine Dragons

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Story:
"AHHHHHH!!!" Shrieked Mary Sue.
"Dr. Doom is kidnapping me! Help Super-Boy!!"
Izzy picked up her brunette doll, Mary Sue and her Dr. Doom action figure
and made them fly around the pink room and onto her bed.
Then she plucked her favorite doll of all off the plastic couch where
she had placed him. This doll was special to her, more then anything.
His name....Arrats. "Halt!" said Arrats, placing a hand on his ear.
"Is that a cry for help from Mary? Dr. Doom has captured her again?"
Izzy quickly took a handmade super mask and slipped over Arrats's
eyes. She then made his fist go up in the air and proclaimed:
"This looks like a job for Super-Boy!". She spun in the air and made him
fly at Dr. Doom, wrestling him to the ground. Suddenly, footsteps up
the stairs interrupted her and Arrats's glorious story. Her mom's face
peeked out of the hallway. "Izzy, it's time to go get your Halloween
costume." Izzy picked up Arrats in her 9 year old hands and replied:
"What about Arrats? Can he dress up too? He loves Halloween." She
held up his enormous hands. "Yeah!" she made him say.
"I wanna go trick or treating too!" Izzy's mom laughed. "Fine."
she said. "But as long as you two don't get in trouble."
"We won't!" said Izzy, smiling. "Right, Arrats?" she asked, making
the boy doll nod. "Right, Izzy." Then, all dressed and hair combed,
Izzy and Arrats made their way to the car and together, with Izzy's mom,
drove to the Halloween Shop.

The shop was colorful, packed from top to bottom with costumes and
decorations. If you looked, you might even find a BLT sandwich getup.
Izzy spent nearly three hours looking for the perfect costume, but
then she found it: A Cat woman costume. It had two black cat ears,
a black mask, and a black jumpsuit. Izzy always loved Cat woman,
she was Izzy's superhero idol. When they had gotten back home, it
was time for supper. Izzy was so excited that she had to get her costume
on right away. Izzy rushed to her room and tore open the package
containing her costume. She placed Arrats sitting upright on her bed
and held her costume up for him to see. "Isn't it cool?" she said excitedly.
"This going to be the best Halloween yet!" She squeezed the jumpsuit
to her chest and walked to the bathroom. "Wait for me, okay?" she called
back to Arrats. Then she went to change. When she came back, she looked
like the mini version of Cat woman. She took Arrats in her arms and stood
in front of the mirror. "Don't I look awesome, Arrats?" she asked, clearly
delighted by the outcome of the costume. "Of course, Izzy!" said Arrats.
Izzy gazed at Arrats and smirked, but then her face twisted into surprise.
"Oh no! Arrats! We forgot your costume!" She swiftly set him down on
her dresser. "Wait here!" She yelled, and disappeared down the stairs.
A few moments later, she came back up holding a small white full-faced mask
with cat ears, two black holes for eyes and a stitched mouth.
She carefully removed the Superhero mask and placed the new, handmade
mask over his face. It was a perfect fit. She then held him up delicately
in front of his reflection so he could see it himself. "Well?" She asked.
"It's...Scare-tatstic!" She made him reply and laughed at his terrible pun.
"Now, we're Cat woman and her sidekick, Catboy!" she declared.

"Supper's ready!" Shouted Izzy's mom. "Coming!" yowled Izzy. running to
the dinner table, her famed doll in arm. Once they got to the table, she sat
him down beside her and began to eat. In no time at all, Izzy's plate was
empty. "Excited to go, huh?" asked her Dad, while reading the newspaper.
"Of course!" she answered triumphantly. "I get free candy and all I need is to
ring doorbells!" The family laughed at the 9 year-old blond's words. Izzy
slid her plate into the sink and grabbed her candy basket, Arrats in her grasps. "
See you!" she said quickly and galloped out the front door. The neighborhood
was middle-class and crowded with kids, young and old. Izzy set her eyes on
the first row of houses and one by one, took their candy. She advanced quickly
through the neighborhood, getting candy like no tomorrow with her trusty
assistant by her side. However, she was completely unaware of the storm
clouds moving in, as was every other kid. Before she knew it, She was on the
last block. She turned to Arrats. "Look!" she cried. "We're on the last row!
Soon, we'll be home and eating all this candy..." She motioned to her fat candy
sack and added: "And I'll soon be rid of all this weight." Suddenly, she felt
a raindrop land square on her nose. "Huh?" she gasped, looking up. It was
raining! It started to pour heavily, pounding her back. Then came a flash
of lightning and the sound of thunder. Kids everywhere ran to their houses
in a wave of panic, knocking over any bystanders, including Izzy. "Gyaaaahh!"
she screamed, feeling her grip loosen on her beloved Arrats. Soon, her left
hand was empty. "Arrats!" she shrieked, her eyes scanning the crowd furiously
as they pushed her away. Her hand was grabbed and her mom appeared beside
her, pulling her arm. Izzy was led home and had gotten changed into dry clothes.
She was devastated. Her parents tried to comfort her saying that "They'd look for him"
and that "They'd find a new doll."
They didn't understand..,
Arrats was the only doll like him and buying a new one
wouldn't help. Although, the fact he might be still out there
gave her a string of hope, she knew deep down that she would never see him again.
All that was left was memories and a hole in her heart.




How he got his hands:
Dreamy Skies Toy Company was a brilliant
business, loved worldwide by children.
In all it's glory, their most popular product
was their ball jointed dolls. Every girl and boy alike dreamed
to have their own doll. This is because every single
one created was made to be the sole of it's kind.
One year, on a special day was the celebration of the
famous toy company's 10th anniversary. Every time
this day came around, a doll of great magnificence
was manufactured with beauty and individuality
unlike any other doll. This was true for on this
day a doll unlike any other was created, just
not in the way that one worker had hoped.

There had also been an accident that day.
One of the machines had malfunctioned
halfway through the process of the creation.
It was an old contraption, bound to have
broken any second, but this was possibly
the worst time for this misfortune for the
creation was of the 10th anniversary doll.
When the process was completed. The doll
had abnormally large burnt hands. The
worker who had been trusted with it's design and
production was devastated. It was his
3rd month on the job and he had sullied
the good name of his precious workplace by
creating this...."filth" he called it.

The worker begged to the manager to let
him throw it away, claiming he couldn't
bare to see the disappointed children who
had gotten such a thing. The manager reluctantly
agreed after several pleas and let him throw
it out. So, tossing into the trash and alone, the
doll was rejected and miserable for he had been
deemed unworthy of a child's love. But, this was
not the end for the unhappy being for several
hours later, a young girl had plucked him out
of the trash and held him in her arms.
"It's okay," The girl said comfortingly. "I will take care of you."
The girl's name was Izzy and for her and the doll, this was only the beginning.

Why he holds onto his mask:
Arrats holds onto his mask because it's the last thing ever
given to him by Izzy. It holds his memories of his past owner
and he cherishes them very much. Also, because Arrats lacks
a large amount of courage, and the mask gives him courage because
he considers it to be a piece of Izzy's being. It makes him feel
like she's still there, beside him even in his worse times.

Just wanted to say thank you for making such a wonderful doll and for giving me and others this chance.

Art for Arrats (and Stitch):
Behold! The generous masterpieces my allies have offered!
By my best friend KawaiiKelsey

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Nickname Maki
Gender Male
Sexuality Demiromantic Pansexual
Brief personality Introvert, quiet, jumpy
sensitive, passive, glutton, chef
Strongest quality Kindhearted
Weakest quality Has social anxiety
Quirks Bad at cooking, does so anyways

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Nickname n/a
Gender Genderfluid
Pronouns Typically male
Sexuality Asexual
Brief personality Mean, rude, overall bully
acts tough, typical cat, truthfully cares for his doll
Strongest quality there is none Levelheaded
Weakest quality Basically a bully
Quirks Infatuated with string/yarn

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Ｄａｒｋ ｐｌａｃｅｓ ｈｉｄｅ ｄａｒｋ ｓｔｏｒｉｅｓ ...

Smoke rolled off of the shadowy feline is wispy waves as he trotted down the broken sidewalk, searching for someone to call his own . His small form stood at the edge of an alley, having come from a dumpster . The cat had been thrown out mere days ago, shredded and no longer receiving the attention he craved . When that happened he had changed into his current form, a shadow of what he once was . Large black ears twitched as he made his way down the street, rain starting to silently fall .

The small sprinkle of rain soon turned into a down pour, thunder crashing in the sky above . The cat sped up with his pace, an unsettled feeling in his stomach for if he didn't find someone soon he would disappear . He then stumbled upon a slumped over form, carelessly tossed into a storm drain to rot . With interest the cat trotted over . Upon a closer inspection the form was a doll, forgotten by some child . It looked as though it had been her for quite sometime, the hands of the doll severely mangled . The cat could help the doll fix that in time though . With a confident smile the cat sat by the doll, who almost instantly came to life.

The doll sat up as if he had just awoken from some sort of dream, a confused look on his face . His eyes searched the area before landing on the cat . The doll gave a startled look when the cat spoke, "Hello doll" he said in a high pitched tone of voice . His tail swished back and forth, the feline had a creepy look to him . The doll stared for a moment before replying in a raspy, underused voice "H-hello ?" With a large Cheshire smile, showcasing hundreds of needle-looking teeth, the cat said "Would you like to form a friendship of the sorts ?" He held out one paw, a translucent looking contract appearing in the air, "If you sign the paper you will have everlasting life, as long as you have me of course" he smile fell as the doll looked at his highly mutilated hands with a grim look . The cat quickly shook his head before saying "We can fix that, just promise to sign the contract and we can get you new hands !" With a small nod the doll agreed "Okay.."

Almost like magic the doll had and, although they weren't exactly what he had before he was forgotten . Actually, they were far from . The doll didn't say anything though, grateful enough that the cat was showing suck kindness to him . A feathered quill appeared in front of his face, waving back and forth as one might wave a treat in front of a dog . He carefully took a hold of the quill . The cat gestured to the paper with a small nod, motioning for him to sign his name on the X . With a shake of his head the doll said "I don't know my name"

The cat smiled widely "Then make one up !" The doll complied with a small smile, scrawling out 'Makiah' onto the paper . The quill and paper then vanished in a cloud of dust . Once the dust had departed completely the doll looked to the cat, "What is you're name then ?" A thoughtful look fell onto the cat's face, he had not thought of a name for himself yet he realized . "Zain, you may call me Zain" The feline then said . With a small nod the doll said "Okay, Zain, I guess we are friends now !"

Thank you cherbloan @gaiaonline for drawing me this !

Ｗｈａｔ ｍａｋｅｓ ｙｏｕ, ｙｏｕ ?

Made by -OreliaStar- on gaiaonline for me ! <3

This doll has had a rocky past, being left to fend for himself with his shadow in the dirty streets of New York has given this guy a pretty bad impression of other "living" beings . Because of how humans would react to him he is deathly afraid of how other dolls will . Over time this went from a small insecurity to full on social anxiety . He has it pretty badly too, not being able to enter a room full of dolls with out sudden nausea and passing out . He works slightly better with other's if it's a one on one situation, but even then he is extremely anxious and will become sick to his stomach . He often comes of as shy at first glance . Because of his anxiety he is quite introverted . Makiah avoids social situations and prefers to stay in his room away from others . He doesn't like to go out and when he does the only thing he wants to do is go back . He can also be described as a neet with his extremely antisocial tendencies . This doll often closes himself off and doesn't let others know what he is feeling . Makiah tends to be a bit jumpy . Any loud bang or quite shuffling can send this doll jumping sky high and scurrying over to his shadow . This doll doesn't like to talk much, and when he does his voice is soft . It tends to be more on the feminine side but he insists that he is a guy . This doll is very faint of heart and will cry at any malicious thing you throw at him . He doesn't take jokes very well and would rather people be kind to him than tease him . Because he is so sensitive he doesn't get angry easily . He lets others push him around and walk right on top of him like a doormat . He will usually go straight to crying rather than getting mad . Makiah loves to eat . A lot . His favorite things are sweets and sugary foods but anything that is edible will be shoveled into his mouth . This boy loves to cook . It's the one thing that helps him calm down and sends him to his happy place . He doesn't seem to be very good at it though . He lack of cooking talent doesn't faze him though- he still shovels down whatever he makes without problem . He tends to eat away his feelings and will binge eat when he is feeling down or anxious . His thoughts are that with bigger hands he can eat more food .

Made by Hindrance Kamui on gaia for me <3

Thank you to FemmeValentine on gaia for drawing this for me !

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Makiah isn't very fond of the outgoing doll . The angel tends to get in his face and tries to forcefully make him open up to others, even if the white haired doll has only pure intentions . He also tend to tease and pester the introverted doll and he really hates that . No matter how much the closed off doll pushes the other away he comes back with ten times the amount of determination . Gabriel is far from Makiah's favorite .

Makiah doesn't prefer to be near Allister . The alien is very outgoing and clumsy . He even scares the dark haired doll a bit . Makiah can't figure out where he came from or why he is at the doll house but he tends to stay away from the alien . Allister doesn't seem to mind too much anyways, not particularly trying to be friends with him anyways .

[Shoe.]

Just kidding, helping friend.

[sataire]

im not entering
but holy hawt dayum this is a nice doll
just marking to watch..
*hides in the shadows*

[Star_Bun]

Mark <3 <3 <3
May just watch, depends....
I may try out though. This one is SUPER adorable <3

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Shadows Name
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Meaning
little dark one
Gender
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Personality
Keira is always mistaken to be a cruel being. Rumor has it he devours children and uses their bones to curse others. In reality, there is some twisted truth to the rumor. He does not devour children, but adores to eat watermelons which he grows in weird shapes for the fun of it...some of these shapes just so happen to look like children. He also does use bones to create potions but he only uses the bones of an animal which has died of old age and nothing else, and the potions he makes is to help cure sick animals but sometimes he makes the potions wrong so the animals sometimes have a small cough that sounds like a human which lasts for a week.
Keira is also extremely skittish, and because of this he avoids people and usually runs away. Though he also avoids light areas because the bright light causes him to go blind as long as he is there, and surprisingly this weird condition also made him lose his eyebrows.

Story
A young boy sat in the middle of a sand-pit, clasped in his pudgy hands was a small brown doll with black hair and a white, cat like mask strapped to the side of its head. " Hey...Keira " the little boy whispered to the doll. " I'm going to be starting school tomorrow, mumma says I can't take you... " the small boys brown eyes cast down to the sandy floor, his face holding an expression of sadness. " But mumma says I can still play with you! " he added in a happier tone as a smile now adorned his adorable features " she also said I can buy you a friend to keep you company! "
The little boy giggled in glee before a thoughtful look past his face. " But...I don't want a friend from the shop...I want to give you a friend I found...just like you! "
The boy grinned again as he lift his head to the sky. " Maybe I can find another doll...maybe I can find your ggiirrllffrriieenndd!! " the boy teased before his face turned to that of disgust. " But eeww...girls! "
"Johnny!" a shrill voice sang out from the house behind the duo. Turning his head, the boy (named Johnny) met the annoyed face of his elder sister. " Stop playing with that stupid doll! It's time for supper! "
Johnny pouted angrily. " Keira isn't stupid! " he yelled back as he stood up and brushed his clothes off.
" What ever! " his sister angrily snorted, flipping her hair and disappearing back into the strange house.
Sighing, Johnny walked back into the house with Keira stick stuck firmly in his hands.
A couple of weeks passed since that day, and Johnny began to slowly forget about Keira as school friend's occupied his life. Keira sat waiting however, a small blue ball beside him that was to be his supposed 'friend'. Keira hated that ball...he found it to be judging and nasty.
But soon the weeks turned into months and the small doll was lost behind Johnny's wardrobe. The months then turned into years and Johnny had moved out of the house with his fiancé when Keira was discovered again. When Johnny and his father moved his wardrobe to throw it out, they discovered the poor dusty doll.
" Oh hey... " Johnny thoughtfully said as he picked up the dusty toy. " I remember this guy "
" Who is he? " his father questioned, peering at the small doll.
" Just an old toy of mine...I think I'll ask mum to put it in the attic " Johnny replied as he left his room to hand the doll over to his mother. His mother placed the doll into a cardboard box, along with other old toys of Johnny's, and placed them in the attic.
But, the house was moved out of by the family after 4 years, and Keira just stared at the rotting ceiling with nothing to do. The plushie toys had long since decayed due to mold and rain water getting in and the plastic toys, like Keira, just watched the room.
But one day, a faint meow was heard as a cat appeared. Its body was pitch black, and blended in quite well with the dark room as its sleek body slipped between boxes and fallen piles of history before stopping before Keira. " Hello " the cat purred, revealing pointed needle teeth. " I am here to offer you a contact...so we may both live "
" I have noticed how dull it is here, I have noticed how you are sad...I have noticed how you are abandoned..."
" So let's make a deal "
" The deal will consist, of us being friends "
" Never leaving each other, and always loving of each other "
" The deal will be a lifelong contact "
" The deal will give you life "
" The contact will give you freedom from this dark, rotting place "
The cat paused its speech as it watched Keira with a creepy grin that allowed its teeth to glint in the dark.
" So how about, you and I agree to this? " it finally said.
Minutes past, before the once still doll, raised a brown clawed hand and blinked.

" I...agree..."

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