T
Tomie
Guest
Original poster
You are a detective in the seedy part of town. Life is dull, and you feel as if there is no point in doing your job. What are you protecting? What are you living for? You don't believe you know. That is until, you found them. A living doll, with ball joints and big purple eyes and soft hair, as pure as can be. You now have someone to love, to see their usually blank eyes light up when you walk into your shabby apartment and to feel their hard fingertips brushed your cheeks as they stood on your tiptoes and pulled you down into a kiss. But someone must have made them, created them for some person. And now? They want them back. [My character is a living ball jointed doll that you rescued in an alleyway. Their name is Floella and have no memories. All they want is home, and so they stay with You, a gruff detective who's seen it all and just wants to slow down. But just as your getting ready to settle down to live a happy life with Floella, you start receiving death threats from people who supposedly created them. Picture drawn by Tearzah, be careful if you click the ink, there is gore.]
