tea time

[carneouspuer]

[ WHO ]: Visi, Vice, and you!
[ WHERE ]: Apartments, first floor lobby.
[ WHEN ]: Afternoon.
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: Open
[ RATING ]: PG for now.
[ WARNINGS ]: n/a for now.
[ NOTES ]: If you want to tag but don't want Visi or Vice to eye your characters body parts, please let us know and we'll say the ghosts are working some shenanigans on them and they see you as inhuman in some way! Or maybe you do want to offer up your body parts to the Fleshgods, they're happy with that too ♥



Today in the lobby of the first floor of the apartments, there is a tea party happening.

Not your usual tea party, of course - the two sitting and serving tea are not your regular hosts. At both their sides lay perfect replicas of their owners - minus a few key elements. The male of the pair, Vice, currently measuring out some matcha tea powder into a cup with his hands, is lacking proper human body parts... like the rest of his upper body. Out of that oddly attractive head (aside from the strange red plus eyes), and strong-looking arms, his legs are simply... meat.

Flesh.

Visi is sitting beside him, holding a cup of already steaming tea in her hands. What she'll do with it is anyone's guess; she's got a head and arms, but no torso and legs. Just like her brother, she's still flesh. Still, she seems quite content. Peaceful, even.

The doll beside her is perfectly formed, and has her same plus-marked eyes and ankle-length hair. She almost lovingly sets the cup of tea down in front of it.

"This is for you," she says. When she leans back, so looks at her brother. “This is what we're meant to do with dolls, isn't it?”

Without missing a beat, he'll respond, nodding his head, "Yes. It is."

Vice carefully pours hot water into the teacup he's found for his own doll. Underneath them lays a knit blanket that they've seemingly taken from a nearby room to sit on. "Please enjoy your tea." He speaks to his doll, but glances back up at his sister.

"Do we make them drink? They seem incapable of movement like ourselves."

Comments

seen as inhuman like usually! c:

[etudes]

[ There's a girl watching the whole thing going on from a small distance. Sure, she recognizes Visi alright, but the other one.. it's why she hesitates to come closer out of fear that it might be a bully, and she clings onto the doll she has in her hands even more as if it's her lifeguard, as painful as she memory of the man, of her father is.

She stares at it as if she's waiting for it to advice her on what to do here, but of course it doesn't say anything. It's.. a doll, just a doll.. he's not really here. He hasn't been for a long time..

...

Kotomi takes a deep breath before stepping closer, holding the doll in front of her as if she's trying to hide behind it despite it being so small. ]

H-hello..

[wolfishsurvivalist]

"What are you kids up to?" Mika leaned on her cane, her energy sapped more than usual this month. Her ears twitched forward through the holes cut in her hoodie as she studied the scene. It almost brought a smile to her face, the pair were a rather unsettling sight, but somehow endearing in their attempts at play. Still Mika worried, as while the lobby wasn't as bad as the fourth floor, it still wasn't exactly safe.

That and she had a sneaking suspicion that those dolls weren't safe either, even if she did have the doll of her own father tucked close beside her in her satchel.

"Is this your brother, Visi?" She cocked her head at the pair, trying not to let the smell of red meat churn her stomach. Or worse, make her hungry.