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 Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 10:07 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 8:07 pm
 Ⱥbigail ƁЄᴌᴌЄ ÐeѴontre
Now that you know I'm trapped; XXXXXX
XXXXXβσμηʠ and яɇʂϯʁɩȼϯ϶ɗ,
Sense of e l a t i o n,XXXXX
XXXXI tried to give you up
You'd never d/r/e/a/m ofXXXX
XXXBut I'm ɒȡȡɩɔϯəɗ.
Breaking this fixation.XXX The room was still. There was nothing to see but the repetitive view of the gothic girl's room. It was a beautiful sight to behold, but even that could get boring after having to observe it for more than a few years. The outside didn't shine in as much bright color as it usually did and for that the doll was slightly needy for. It was at times like these that the doll felt herself wanting to do as the gothic girl, walk and talk. Or at least just move a little.
The brunette doll's eyes saw when the two girls entered. Had she been able to, Abigail would have smiled. It was always better when the girl was there, it wasn't as quiet and alone. Having to overlook her room all day and night could get really tiresome, but it was a lot easier to bare when there were people to look at too.
Now as the doll saw the girl enter, slightly enraged, she felt an odd prickling in her chest and watched. It wasn't odd to see the girl with that familiar scowl on her face when she got home from school.
The conversation between the two amused the doll but it burdened her that she couldn't join in.
As the other girl left, Abigail waited patiently, hoping once again, that maybe today the girl would play with her. She was getting bored of standing upright with nothing to do.
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Posted: Sat Jul 31, 2010 7:05 am
☽ Blair Wich ☾
Just a cursed, lonely outcast. ╔══════════════════════════════╗ ❝ Have you no shame? Don't you see me? ❞   ❝ You know you've got everybody fooled
. ❞╚══════════════════════════════╝  She knew it was completely natural to feel alone and like an outcast. Blair had great friends, came from a great family, and was loved by everyone she knew. Why, then, did she feel so alone? The hassling she got at school certainly didn't help. Blair felt as if she had one foot in two worlds: one was where she fit in and the other was where she didn't.
Once the tears stopped, Blair wiped what remained of them from her eyes. Thank god her mascara hadn't smeared. She was so thankful for her mom's advice. It was even better that she hadn't worn black eyeshadow that day; it would have no doubt been smeared all over her pale face and under her eyes, making her appear as one of the undead. Not that she minded.
Sitting upright on her black comforter, Blair cast her eyes around her wonderfully Gothic bedroom. Her eyes landed on the doll, the doll passed down three generations, and she couldn't help but smile fondly at it. Her. Blair rose to her feet and strolled over to the stand on her dresser where she had originally positioned the doll.
"I suppose you heard every single word, didn't you?" Blair murmured, not expecting an answer. "I don't have to tell you anything. You already know. It's those ******** kids again. I've never even done anything to them." She ran her fingers over the doll's soft, shining hair. Then, Blair picked up the doll and hugged her to her chest.
Blair had a bear, but she gave it away once she grew up enough to realize how childish it was. Now she wished that she had kept it just for the sake of keeping her company. The doll seemed to be doing the very same for her that her old bear had.
"I can't help feeling out of place. I just feel...so lonely, even when I'm in a room full of people. You know?" Talking to the doll always helped her to feel better. "I just...want someone who truly understands me. I have Rachel, and I'm so thankful for her, but it doesn't feel like she's enough."
She sighed. "I know. I should be happy with what I have, but I can't help wanting something more than friendship from someone."
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Posted: Sat Jul 31, 2010 12:55 pm
|| I'm just curious as to when the doll is supposed to transform. xD I'll delete this after you respond. :'D ||
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 7:54 am
[[She can transform any moment she likes. I ain't picky. :3 ]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 2:14 pm
Ⱥbigail ƁЄᴌᴌЄ ÐeѴontre XXXXXXI wanted ʄяеəȡσɱ;
Now that you know I'm trapped; XXXXXX
XXXXXβσμηʠ and яɇʂϯʁɩȼϯ϶ɗ,
Sense of e l a t i o n,XXXXX
XXXXI tried to give you up
You'd never d/r/e/a/m ofXXXX
XXXBut I'm ɒȡȡɩɔϯəɗ.
Breaking this fixation.XXX Hesitantly, the doll watched as the girl sat up and looked around the room. The doll tried to close her eyes quickly like the girl had, but felt nothing. It irked her that she could do nothing but stand still and watch... as though this were her destiny for all eternity.
The soft brush of fingertips on her body brought her to a realization that she was being picked up. Her eyes brightened significantly as the girl brought her close to her body and began to tell her the woes of the day. Abigail felt honored that she was trusted enough to be told all of this. Almost as if on cue, the girl said something that made the doll stop short.
She wanted a friend and she needed one badly. Couldn't she be that friend? How on earth was that supposed to work?
The urge to be able to do something grew stronger and the doll could feel herself shifting. At first it was a small twitch, a mere shock of feeling rose to the tip of her fingers. Soon the feeling spread to her whole hand and she had the odd sense of being able to move it across her face, regardless of how she was positioned in the girl's grip.
The next thing to take root in her was the size issue, which was resolved just as quickly. Her legs lengthened and soon her whole body followed suit until her eyes met the girl's directly. It took a matter of less than five minutes before she was standing upright and staring at the girl who, a few minutes previous, had been holding her in her arms and now could no longer hold her except in an embrace. The doll's eyes blinked twice as she tried to mimic the movements she had seen so many humans do before. Although she was a doll, she picked up on things quickly and soon was smiling, it only took a slight curve of her lips.
Breathing was second nature. She didn't have to think about it because her human body took care of that.
How was she supposed to talk? Opening her mouth, the doll waited patiently for sound to exit, but to no avail. Abigail replayed how the girl had spoken to her with the movement of her lips. She tried to do that but still nothing happened. Irritation took root as wel as frustration. How was she supposed to communicate?!
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:54 am
☽ Blair Wich ☾
Just a cursed, lonely outcast. ╔══════════════════════════════╗ ❝ Have you no shame? Don't you see me? ❞ ❝ You know you've got everybody fooled
. ❞╚══════════════════════════════╝
Freaked out, Blair jerked to her feet and held the doll away from her. Then, the once-immobile toy began to shift into a larger size. Human size. Blair's mouth dropped open in a silent scream. This was so not what she expected. Thoughts flew through her head.
The curse? The curse? What if it's true? Is this it? Will this doll come to life and suck my soul from my chest? Oh God. Oh God, she thought. I don't wanna die!
Finally, the doll's growth halted and Blair stood staring, in the doll's warm arms, up at her toy's face. The doll was smiling at her and seemed to want to speak. Instead, Blair backed up onto her bed and crawled over into the corner.
"Just...just stay right there! I-I've taken self-defense classes before. Don't try anything!
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:08 pm
Ⱥbigail ƁЄᴌᴌЄ ÐeѴontre XXXXXXI wanted ʄяеəȡσɱ;
Now that you know I'm trapped; XXXXXX
XXXXXβσμηʠ and яɇʂϯʁɩȼϯ϶ɗ,
Sense of e l a t i o n,XXXXX
XXXXI tried to give you up
You'd never d/r/e/a/m ofXXXX
XXXBut I'm ɒȡȡɩɔϯəɗ.
Breaking this fixation.XXX There were so many new things going on that at first, the doll noticed nothing in the girl's face. It wasn't until her lungs were expanding and taking in the air that Abigail noticed the confusion etched onto her face, it matched the one she wore too. She wanted desperatly to talk, but nothing came out of her lips.
It took a moment to realize that Blair was scared, because she moved swiftly out of her arms and ran for cover.
Unsure of what this meant, Abigail took a step forward before halting and breathing in the fresh gust of air. Her legs wobbled like that of a newborn calf, but it wasn't long before she felt the strength beneath her. It would only take a few moments if she practiced, she was sure it was all about balance. The feeling of breathing tickled her lungs but it felt amazing!
Thinking quickly, Abigail opened her mouth and forced sound out. At first it was only a light whistle but after a moment it turned from a soft moan to a light, "Blair?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:32 pm
☽ Blair Wich ☾
Just a cursed, lonely outcast. ╔══════════════════════════════╗ ❝ Have you no shame? Don't you see me? ❞ ❝ You know you've got everybody fooled
. ❞╚══════════════════════════════╝
Then, the doll whispered her name. With a small squeak, Blair scrunched even farther into the corner as far as she could. Who could blame her for being scared shitless? A cursed doll had come to life in front of her! "What do you want?" she whimpered, scared tears blurring her vision. She was such a chicken. Berating herself, Blair uncurled from her corner and crawled out towards the human-doll, fixing her with a cold glare that showed she meant business and wouldn't tolerate anything else. "What are you?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:44 pm
Ⱥbigail ƁЄᴌᴌЄ ÐeѴontre XXXXXXI wanted ʄяеəȡσɱ;
Now that you know I'm trapped; XXXXXX
XXXXXβσμηʠ and яɇʂϯʁɩȼϯ϶ɗ,
Sense of e l a t i o n,XXXXX
XXXXI tried to give you up
You'd never d/r/e/a/m ofXXXX
XXXBut I'm ɒȡȡɩɔϯəɗ.
Breaking this fixation.XXX For the life of her, Abigail could not understand Blair's reaction! Had she not a few moments ago wished her to be her best friend?! Well she was there now and Blair seemed to wince as though she had the bubonic plague or something of that sort.
When Blair finally regained herself, Abigail tried once more to speak but only a soft moan intermixed with a squeak escaped her lips. She burrowed her eyebrows in a frustrated manner and felt a sudden breeze. Glancing at her body, Belle noticed that her clothing was very tiny, barely covering any part of her body, but it covered enough so that she was decent. What exactly was she? Abigail couldn't answer right away, not only because she couldn't but she didn't know what she was supposed to say.
After a moments pause she finally managed to choke out her name, "Abigail. I-I'm Abigail." Would that help?
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 12:15 pm
☽ Blair Wich ☾
Just a cursed, lonely outcast. ╔══════════════════════════════╗ ❝ Have you no shame? Don't you see me? ❞ ❝ You know you've got everybody fooled
. ❞╚══════════════════════════════╝
"You're--you're human!" Blair shook her head, disbelieving this. "This isn't real. This can't be real. You, Abigail, can't be alive. This--this--this is impossible!"
Going crazy inside her head trying to figure things out, Blair quickly realized that the only way to get through this with all her sanity intact was to calm down. Taking a few deep breaths, Blair focused in on the doll's--Abigail, she reminded herself--eyes.
"Why are you here? Why did you suddenly become human?"
Desperately, she tried not to focus on the fact that the doll's clothes were just a wee bit too tight on her curvaceous frame.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 12:37 pm
Ⱥbigail ƁЄᴌᴌЄ ÐeѴontre XXXXXXI wanted ʄяеəȡσɱ;
Now that you know I'm trapped; XXXXXX
XXXXXβσμηʠ and яɇʂϯʁɩȼϯ϶ɗ,
Sense of e l a t i o n,XXXXX
XXXXI tried to give you up
You'd never d/r/e/a/m ofXXXX
XXXBut I'm ɒȡȡɩɔϯəɗ.
Breaking this fixation.XXX After that, Abigail understood how to speak now and the words came out clearer. Her voice was slightly high-pitched but melodious as she spoke next, "I'm, I'm not sure but it's amazing!"
Blair and her could not have looked more different. The doll--er-- human girl was slightly smaller than she and her brunette hair was glossy as were her lips. She wore makeup, but it was more on the girly side, with a light twinge of pink on her cheeks. "Don't you like me like this Blair? I can be your friend now." She explained with a light curve of her lips. Her emerald eyes danced excitedly as she spoke to Blair, she was no longer just staring up at her in her arms. She was standing in front of her with a voice that she could use!
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 10:44 am
☽ Blair Wich ☾
Just a cursed, lonely outcast. ╔══════════════════════════════╗ ❝ Have you no shame? Don't you see me? ❞ ❝ You know you've got everybody fooled
. ❞╚══════════════════════════════╝
Swallowing hard, more of fear than anything, Blair sucked in a tentative breath and stepped back onto her soft black carpeting. She remembered the first time she had been given the doll, Abigail. Her father had presented her with the doll the morning of her twelfth birthday; he appeared relieved to be rid of it. At the time, Blair didn't believe in the family curse. He said to take good care of the doll and not to touch her until she was older. Now Blair was older and was touching her. Her younger self had been slightly creeped out by the doll and refused to touch her.
The same doll she had been holding in her arms for a few years was standing in front of her and speaking to her. "Um..." Had she really heard that? Blair reluctantly admitted it to herself. "Of course I do. It's just that...this is really sudden."
Blair tilted her head to the side, breathing deeply and trying to accustom herself to this new reality.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 1:50 pm
Ⱥbigail ƁЄᴌᴌЄ ÐeѴontre XXXXXXI wanted ʄяеəȡσɱ;
Now that you know I'm trapped; XXXXXX
XXXXXβσμηʠ and яɇʂϯʁɩȼϯ϶ɗ,
Sense of e l a t i o n,XXXXX
XXXXI tried to give you up
You'd never d/r/e/a/m ofXXXX
XXXBut I'm ɒȡȡɩɔϯəɗ.
Breaking this fixation.XXX Abigail didn't understand exactly why Blair was behaving this way and then she looked directly at her eyes and spotted that all-too familiar fear. "Why... why are you scared of me? This happens every time I'm passed on." She spoke slowly now, curiously.
Abigail tested her legs and took a few steps forward, wobbly at first but gaining strength. It wasn't too hard, it took practice! Finally she walked over to the girl and stood closer to her, curious about how different they both were even though they were both humans now. Her body was exposed more than it had been in a while, but that was all right. She didn't seem to mind.
Of course, she didn't know what that entitled. She hadn't really been in touch with humanity at all so she knew there were rules or laws or whatever. How did she know this? Her creator..
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 5:51 pm
☽ Blair Wich ☾
Just a cursed, lonely outcast. ╔══════════════════════════════╗ ❝ Have you no shame? Don't you see me? ❞ ❝ You know you've got everybody fooled
. ❞╚══════════════════════════════╝
"It's...it's not normal for your doll to suddenly come to life in front of you," Blair explained as patiently as she could.
Then, Abigail seemed to find her bearings and strolled closer to Blair so that she was standing in front of her. Swallowing hard, Blair continued to smile.
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