my auntie told her i kissed a soldier

[wearefriends]

[ WHO ]: EVERYONE
[ WHERE ]: ALL OVER THE APARTMENTS
[ WHEN ]: FROM 0:00 ON MONDAY THE 27TH UNTIL 0:00 ON MONDAY THE 3RD
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: OPEN
[ RATING ]: PG for now, will update if needs be.
[ WARNINGS ]: Nothing right now, will be updated if content makes it so.
[ NOTES ]: Okay everyone! Use this as a gigantic mingle log with the dolls. Leap into likely threads or post up private threads, no one minds! Let's just go for it.



HOLLA. GO FOR IT. Put the day your thread occurs on in the comment of your thread, but everything else is up to you!

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Friday, around 1pm

[carneouspuella]

Running through the fourth floor hallway? Expect to see a young girl's head come skidding out of an open door. It's got long black hair and black eyes marked with cross shapes around them. The mouth is open in a slight 'o' of surprise.

A doll of a handsome boy, with similar markings over his eyes, runs out after the head. A meat clever, huge in its tiny hands, is being dragged behind it.

[selfism]

[ In the many months he has been trapped here, this week has been by far the worst. His body is weak from mental fatigue and sheer physical exhaustion, running on empty. He’s managed a scattered total of four hours of rest across two and a half days of peril. The first night, the doll had tried to take Dranzer from him—there is now a doll-sized crater in the wall separating his room from the apartment’s bathroom. After that, the Brooklyn doll had never come after Kai without an entourage. He can only be gratified to know that he’d had the forethought to hide his arms stockpile when the doll hadn’t been around to note the location. Not that these things needed help to find weapons.

Currently, he’s moving down the fourth floor hallway, as silent as a specter. It’s with no small measure of relief that he realizes he’s lost the band of dolls that have been hunting him. But before he can get ahead of himself, he’s frozen in his tracks by the sudden appearance of something dark flying out into the corridor. When he realizes what it is, he draws back in shock, a startled noise wrenched from his throat.

He’s equipped with a handgun and a folding knife—and yet, it’s the beyblade he goes for when he spots the doll chasing after the decapitated head.

Having never seen Visi or Vice before, he doesn’t make the connection, doesn’t bother attacking. He’s clearly too late to help the victim, right? She must already be dead. ]

[carneouspuella]

[Fury isn't something Visi has ever felt before. In truth, she doesn't even truly feel it now - not the way a human would. But there's a hot, bubbling feeling roiling through her that makes her want to hurt - to destroy the creature that is shaped like her perfect brother. It had sought to harm her and she had had to rip off her own head to stop it damaging her body.

Pain - she'd never felt it before, not on her Flesh, and she had been astounded by how little tolerance she had for it. Her Flesh could pass over ragged glass shards without any issue, could slide over rough surfaces and corrosive materials and she knew she would be all right. But this?

She had to save the head before the doll tried to hurt it more.

Shedding her arms - they fall to the floor with two dull thunks, she whips her body out of the room after the doll. Her flesh outstretches, ready to seize and grab, but she's distracted at the sight of the person outside. For a moment, it looks like she's about to go for them instead - larger, stronger, more likely to cause pain - but then she turns her attention back to the Vice doll and flows towards it.]

Don't let it get ahead of us!

[selfism]

[ Before he can even react to the sudden thunks from the adjacent apartment, something surges into the hallway. Recoiling, his immediate thought is that it’s a tidal wave of sludge pouring out of the apartment room until the smell hits him. Meat, he realizes numbly. It’s raw meat. And as the meat seems to give shape to itself on its own accord, he slowly turns to look upon the decapitated head once more. His mind has fallen silent, his breath held prisoner in his chest. It was only a matter of time before he ran into one of them, he knows. He should consider himself fortunate that this is not the male monster. But instead of relief, he only feels a dark, icy spite for this creature. Later, when this night is over and he has returned to his room, Kai will remember this encounter and will remember with numb horror the moment he considered stomping on Visi’s head. Right now, he only entertains the temptation briefly before whirling around to return the way he came. Let the monster be dealt with by another monster, he thinks. It is no concern of his. As exhaustion and fear and anger threaten to overwhelm him, he envelops himself in a cloak of cold disregard.

Except at the end of the hall, the way he came, is the Brooklyn doll. Behind it looms a small army of dolls, all similarly armed to the teeth in knives, scissors, pens, and other pointy makeshift weapons. As the Brooklyn doll smiles at Kai, blood on its cheek, Kai only buries himself further in his invisible cloak. Going back is not an option, but when has it ever been? Pivoting, he positions himself so he can watch the hoard of dolls out of his periphery and considers his options. He is not very familiar with the fourth floor, as it is the one floor that Mika warned him about the night of his arrival. He can try a nearby apartment door, but there is no knowing what was inside...or who. No, it is better not to trap himself in an unknown apartment while he is being hunted. This means that he will need to continue down the hall—past Visi’s head, the doll, and Visi’s body. ]

Jigoku’s decapitated “dominant predator” is making head puns to me, [ he remarks tonelessly to himself, no trace of humor in his voice. The ripcord teeth slide into the launcher as he prepares for combat. ] I’m so done with this place.

[ Dranzer’s blade tears through the air, careening after the doll. ]

[carneouspuella]

[With the doll distracted by the incoming weapon, Visi grabs her head with her forelimbs. The doll thrashes, slashing and cutting with the sharp implement it holds, but her flesh is resilient and heals up the worst of the tears. She rolls the head into her apartment and closes the door; it'll be safer in there than out here.

Now, with her breakable parts locked away and the Vice doll in pieces from the destructive force of Dranzer, the girl of meat hurls herself towards the mass of incoming dolls. She flows past Kai to wind herself around the dolls, ripping and tearing the worst of them apart.

When she comes back up, she pulls a clever out of her body with a wet, meaty unk of a noise.]

There are more back that way. I can feel their footsteps!

[She tries to swipe at another.]

[selfism]

[ Trying to divide his attention between the dolls, Visi, and Dranzer obviously won't be effective, so Kai focuses on the greatest threat in the hall: the fleshchild. He trusts his blade to make quick work of the porcelain toy and trusts his own senses to warn him when the other dolls get too close, but Visi—

Hissing, he flattens himself against the corridor wall as she flows past him. The folding knife is in his hand, though he can't remember when it got there. When she returns, he doesn't bother leveling it at her. What use would a knife be against a creature like this?

But neither does he sheathe it.

Her words are met with tense silence. While it's not uncommon for Kai to default to an expression of distant impassiveness, there's a blank quality to his face now; he's at a total loss. Why is she talking to him? Why is she even warning him or attacking the dolls that are hunting him? ]

[carneouspuella]

Why are you standing there? Do you want them to kill you?

[She asks it almost casually, considering the situations. The dolls tear open her Flesh but she simply folds it up over itself and lunges for them, twisting limbs off, slashing them with her knife.]

[selfism]

[ He does not deign to answer such an absurd question. Crushing his overwhelmingly loud thoughts into a steely silence, he recalls Dranzer’s blade to him. Then, with a cold glance at the toys mutilating Visi’s flesh, he wordlessly takes off down the opposite end of the hall. The destroyed Vice doll reaches for him as he sprints by, but Kai kicks it with enough force to shatter its porcelain arm. He continues running. ]

[carneouspuella]

[She wasn't lying about the dolls coming the other way - she could feel it in her Flesh. But if Kai had a death wish - so be it. She could harvest him later if the dolls left anything to go by. Right now she has her own trouble.

Slashing and striking, she fights against the dolls that tear at her.]