Name: Key Race(s): Doll (Ball jointed) Zodiac Sign: The Chalice Academy House or University: Grendel Uni Graduated Double Major - Glass Blowing / Pottery Gender:Male Starting Stage: Senior Base: J or F, Ears 2 - Custom Face Brief Description of Appearance OR Customs Form:
Description:
Body: Base J or F Skin tone -sepia like old vintage photographs - wash and freckles of darker, lighter spots Eyes: Gold / custom eyes - Left optical socket is cracked and repaired by Kintsugi (golden repaired), cracks go up onto forehead / because of cracks left eye can not open as far as the right Hair: half shaved - blue black Does have a healing trepan hole/scar on left side of skull, and crack marks Clothes:- Suggestions /common wardrobe Hoodie, or any coat with a deep hood really to hide into, arm/hand warmers - heavy knit (finds texture reassuring and hides the fact there are healed holes in his palms) Dark blue jeans, (Sturdy) Army/military style boots (big, steel toed monstrosities) Off the shoulder sweaters, turtle necks Tends to darker colors - occasionally gem tones Never White or pastels
Gold markings (Tattoos originaly? Change to piercings? Markings?) - two above right eye, two just below left eye, two under mouth like snake bite piercings/ one near right ear Two looping gold bands on throat, gold smudges on collar bones and down shoulder blades Gold dots down spine Two dots on right shoulder Henna on exposed hands -adds as needed (marking?) - holes in palms (Key you need to see an actual doctor) Left arm cracked -darker almost band marks and flaking - weaker then right
Height: Smidge under 7 feet/lanky feel
References (if applicable):
Doodled in color Doodle that started it all
Are You Questing Illegal Spells?: N Are You Questing an Infected?: N Random Selection OK?: Yes
Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 12:56 pm
Profile:
Who is this person? Hi, I'm Key. I'm a first generation doll. I'm a double art major and graduated from Grendel. Um, I'm a giant mess but I'm healing.
What are they like? Prone to hiding or shielding themselves with oversize, well covering clothing. Defensive, prickly, anxiety, uses a mix of kintsugi repair and henna dye to reclaim their body. Relaxes when creating practical works of art, when doing art wears over size tank tops and sweat/track pants. (Probably looks a bit like a hobo). Usually relaxed with roommates, tends to claim the recliner chair to burrow in the blankets. Feet on the furniture, often tucked underneath.
What has their life been like so far? A giant mess. Early was more distance sort of parentage then true abuse, followed by lots of trauma and abused and then being found by a group of litches and slow recovery of said trauma. Currently living in litches attic, has a kiln and forge in the backyard. Shares said forge with the houses blacksmith.
Are the a Cache Orphan? No
If they aren't, what's their family like? First was the Corporation, they were sort of my family in a way, a distance sort of figure. My first family... I thought they would be the one, that things would be perfect and just actually find a place to belong. It didn't last long. I don't remember them well just they sold me.
Then the black market dealers, I was living merchandise to them not that they really saw the living part. They banded my left arm to keep me in place... some sort of magic, it has left burns and micro-fractures. I don't like remembering it. My left arm, hand doesn't work as well as the right now.
Second...I can't call them family, they just wanted to know how I worked. How I healed. I um, blanked out most of it. My left eye doesn't open all the way anymore, and it's cracked. The cracks go all the way up. I have a hole in the back of my skull that they caused. They put holes in my hands. I still have dissociation episodes because of them. Sometimes nightmares...anxiety sometimes. I don't really remember leaving them... must have though.
I currently live with a group of Litches in what use to be student housing. They um, found me. Healed me. Makes sure I do my therapy and leave the attic occasionally.
I have claim of the attic and it safe. I probably wouldn't leave it if I could put my art equipment up in there, but the kiln and forage wouldn't fit... and would be hazards to everyone's health. So they are basically my family. I um... feel safe there.
What's an event that's affected them so far? Waking up in Boreas, when I met the four that became my roommates. I been cold for so long it was sort of a constant... cold and pain. Something was different and heavy on my shoulders and back and knees and I was warm. Which sort of helped me come back. I was basically swaddle in textiles, lap blankets and coats. They were talking but I was more interested in just taking in the colors and feeling the texture for a while. I was rather floaty for most of the trip... sort of slipping in and out of my body.
I just remember bits and pieces... I remember them helping repair my hands and brace up my arm during that trip. And angel breath tea. It had been just so long since anyone help... I think I had an emotional breakdown.
How do they feel about their own race, as well as other races?
I'm a mess so it just sort of hard for me not to be bias about my race? And other races. We are sold and made and people judge because of that and feel that we aren't living or sentient and...
Sometimes it just hard not to feel isolated by everyone when you walk out and watch them. Find romance, be apart of families, actually be able to eat and drink things outside of tea. Be able to express themselves.
I get along with my litch housemates and I guess litches in general are okay folk.
And how do/did they feel about their Academy House or University? Too many people. Otherwise okay? Glad to be a graduate and be out really. Um... the teachers were skilled full and helpful. *Shrug*
What are their goals for the future? Truly, try to finish up therapy to get over the dissociation fugue episodes.... sometimes I wake up in a place and I don't know how I got there. Or just feel hazy and not in my body or the world isn't really there. I know it a defensive strategy from before to not think about what they did... but it lingers and effects my life. I space out, end up responsive or just can't remember or focus. Or just freeze.
What are some things they like or dislike? Like Pottery Glass blowing Heat Knits -textured Warm colors, dark colors, gem tones Music of all sorts His bed/den/nest his room mates
Dislike Dissociation episodes -causes/triggers for episodes- Extensive white rooms Hospital rooms Disinfectents - Lysol/bleach- the smell Laboratories War movies /shows with torture ----------------- general dislikes Loud people Crowds The cold Pale colors The color white
What do they like to do in their free time? I read a lot, nap a lot...probably too much, test blends of angel breathe tea. I'm part of a quilting circle. Um, paint on myself... it helps me focus sometimes. My roommates tend to drag me out of the attic for movie nights and poetry discussion.
Strengths:
Skillful, when Key is at his element at the forge or kiln or studio they are focus, relaxed, and patient drawing shape and form into beautiful pieces of art. Making useful things or at times just beautiful things soothes him. There is pride but also a willingness to keep practicing till the piece comes out right.
Perseverance, Key might exercise some unhealthy cooping techniques to keep from rocking what he views as at least a stable ability to manage, but he never stops try and truly keeps on a steady clambering path of long term recovery. He makes himself get out of bed, he does meditation and works on grounding himself. He keeps from self harm even when feeling low and tries to push to doing just something he enjoys even if he just ends up doing nothing but pounding and kneading clay. He can just get better... just he doesn't want to involve others.
Cautious: Key is cautious individual, he doesn't take un-calculated risks and avoids danger the best he can. He knows some danger is unavoidable but he certainly isn't one to make impulsive decisions on a whim.
Faults: Defensive avoidance, Key has finally semi settled into having a decent life... or at the very least controlled stasis of his ailments. And at the heart of it is just avoiding the best he can the things that trigger his anxiety or dissociation and well professional help. He doesn't need to go to an doctor for actual professional repairs, it is good enough. He doesn't need to see a psychiatrist, he found a trick to ground himself during his dissociation episodes. Just.. need time.
Dependent, Key depends a lot on his roommates to just get through everyday things. More then he should and part of him knows this and wants to be stronger and part of him just wants to cling and not let go because he's not sure what to do if they ever leave. To many people have gone and left and right now they are like the one good constant thing. He is certainly a bit clingy and well they have him tagged with a GPS tracker spell in case he wanders off. It just easier then trusting him to always have his phone on him.
Anxiety, Key is nervous and uneasy mixed with hyper awareness of people in his personal space. Loud noises at night easily wake him and often he has to wander the house and double check the doors and windows are locked and peer out, trying to figure out where the noise came from before trying to get back to bed. People are just possible threats and it takes a long time for him to settle down and label them as okay.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 1:03 pm
RP Prompt: Please choose an RP prompt and respond to it here. If you would prefer to do a solo on a topic of your choosing, it must be 500 words in length and you must write out what the prompt is much like our own provided prompts. (If you want you can submit it to be used for others!)
Your Nightmare has just woken up on a day where they have class. What is their morning ritual? How do they get ready?
Key gave an annoyed noised at the steady rising of noise from the alarm clock, glaring at it slit eyed. There was a faint stiffness to his limbs and an ache behind his eyes. Nightmares had plagued him that night, causing him to wake as they disappeared into wisps of just faint explainable terrors. Not unusual but very unpleasant.
Nope. He reached out, slapping the snooze button, burrowing back into the warm and comforting weight of the blankets. He needed to get up but the bed was so comfortable. His den was secure, dry, and warm, surrounded by strings of cool lowlights to provide a faint glow. The walls where rough hewed wood with the houses framework looming over head, as different as he could get form before. Still classes, he couldn't stay in bed and the safety of the den all day. He sighed, fingers tangling in the knitted weave of a blanket before grumbling.
Turning off the alarm, he gathered up the clothes he set aside earlier, draping them over a shoulder and clambered down the ladder to the second floor. He disappeared into the bathroom, showered, dressed. He ran a hand over the dark banding marks that had been close to burnt into his synthskin in his left arm. The bands were patchy and flakey and Key had an urge to pick at the skin. Key sighed, removing his hand and drew down the sleeves of his shirt. Instead of picking at his scars, he rummaged through the tool box instead, pulling out bottles of nail polish till he found the bottle of starry sky glitters and the bottle of black.
As a distraction those would do. He set the rest back and carefully painted his nails, black base coat, starry sky glitter in teal and purple over the dried opaque base coat. It was pretty, and soothing to just in some small way lay a claim on his body. This was his body, he was in control, he owned himself, no one else did. Everything was under control.
Key breathed out and recapped the polishes, stacked them back in the tool box and placed it back in the bathroom closet. Okay, tea and then class. He walked down stairs, joining his roommates at the large table and gratefully took the offered mug of angel breath tea, sipping it slowly. Mornings met everyone meeting at the kitchen table for breakfast before leaving for campus. It was a steady conversation of weather, upcoming tests, and usually the smell of coffee or some sort of caffeine.
Key really would like to try caffeine, but he really was stuck with just tea.
He double checked his supply toolbox for his pottery and glass blowing classes, making sure the tools were in place. Checked to make sure his books were in his backpack, and his phone was charged and turned on. The location ap tended to drain it, but it was such a lifesaver if he dissociated fuged and just woke up not knowing where he was. The tracking spelled bracelet felt a bit like overkill, but was fastened on his ankle. Key was less likely to remove it then leaving it on his wrist. Finishing his tea, Key left the cup in the sink, gathered up the tool box and started out to classes.
Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2017 4:12 pm
Profile: As answered by mum
Who is this person? Key sort of started as an idea for a Au version of W.D. Gaster from Undertale and like most faint character idea really took a life of his own. Character muses do that. Idea translated rather well into a doll and welp, that is where we are. They have rather split into two different versions of the character and just having a lot of fun.
What are they like? Stubborn and perhaps a bit manipulative? When he says therapy he means - self diagnoses from google and self treated from reading some books/taking some college courses/ therapy is having a talk circle with roommates and no sort of actual professional help. So help me I will go dead weight and just lay there. Key heavily tries to avoid certain issues like the fact he really could use some hypnosis therapy with a professional to deal with all the memories he sort of boxed off.
What has their life been like so far? Hellish with a side of attempts to be a hermit in the attic. Key just was excited to have a family and be wanted and then it smashed into a bunch of little pieces. Being sold really has given him trust issues. Being banded makes him really wary of magic. Being tortured to break him into being a proper little hacker willing to do anything to not be in pain has backfired and now stress just makes him dissociate so he isn't there. He has learned some grounding techniques mostly with body paint, the (tattooing or piercings ) and nail art. He owns his body, he isn't there anymore, he painted that this morning. His name is Key.
If they aren't, what's their family like? Family is now his Litch roommates though he would be hard press to say they are family. They are supportive and perhaps a bit lenient on certain things.
What's an event that's affected them so far?
How do they feel about their own race, as well as other races? Dolls - sadness Other races - wary Litches- possibly trustworthy new friends
And how do/did they feel about their Academy House or University? Full throttler anxiety and lots of clinging to their roommates the first year he went. Roommates somehow managed to get a balance of scheduling to keep one of them with him at nearly all times for the first few years. A lot of learning and enjoyment when he got to classes that just allowed him to make things.
What are their goals for the future? Not to get so upset at the smell of cleaning products that he dissociates (Short term). Long Term - maybe sell wears at a summer craft festival.
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2017 10:53 am
Think most of this is settt
Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2018 5:17 pm
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Feedback incoming!
You have been pretty consistent with this character's themes throughout your quest entry, and I feel you have a pretty strong grasp on doll lore.
Here are just some things to consider when playing Key:
This is a really great read on disassociative disorder! It also goes over disassociative amnesia (which is sounds like Key has), depersonalization, etc. You will note after reading these that a lot of people with disassociative disorders have trouble regulating their emotions. I see that Key has some pretty healthy coping tools -- such as his glass blowing, using their kiln, and also painting their nails as a distraction. Is this a result of therapy? Does he still struggle with the more intense emotions? Does the disassociative amnesia ever break? You mentioned that Key has nightmares, but are they more like night terrors? If so, his nightmare he woke up from didn't seem to leave too much of an emotional impact on him.
Typically those who suffer from trauma when having dreams about traumatic events have have happened to them don't tend to wake so smoothly. So, I pose the next question: was it just a regular nightmare he woke from, as a result to the altered brain chemistry, or was it intended to be an actual night terror that lingered?
Overall I think you have a pretty well-balanced character, and like that you don't make a giant show out of their mental illnesses and trauma. You're doing a good job of keeping in mind that those with these issues tend to be the strongest people and know themselves pretty well, and it sounds like Key is well on the way to recovery. But keep in mind that no matter how 'healed' you are, there's always tough times (research, research, research ... !). I see a lot more of the healed and not the mentioned anxieties or struggling emotions so much in him that I had expected based on his descriptors, but otherwise aces!
