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[bloodyroses]

Okay. Fuck, FUCK. I just got dumped some memories like a few other people here and I think I might need to let off some steam somehow?

Some of my friends fucked up, I'm not really holding it against them because they don't know shit about politics, we took a few more risks than we really anticipated and now I'm pretty sure we're super close to some sort of weird international incident back home.

All because SOME ASSHOLE decided to have a weird doll obsession, and not in the normal way, in the "the dolls were actually people" kind of way.

I guess you guys could offer advice, but other than "cry a lot", I'm not sure if I could take it.

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[bloodyroses]

...right.

[ Okay, Cordy. Deep breaths. ]

Anyway, my friends tried to fake kidnap me because my mom has been real cagey about information that could maybe save some people's lives or whatever, but we kinda bit off more than we could chew.

And we ended up staying with a guy who totally kidnaps girls and turns them into weird transmuted flesh dolls.

[shutter_hime]

Gross.

[Kokoro smooths a hand over Concordia's head and nods. She doesn't get that, exactly, but there are plenty of stories of haunted dolls with human spirits, so maybe it's the same? Spooky.]

So what happened after that?

[bloodyroses]

...I think the dolls might have ripped him in half?

Serves the fucker right, he was like, old enough to be most of those girls' dad.

[shutter_hime]

[Kokoro shuddered.]

Sounds like one of those urban legends. There were a lot of them where I went to school. Like the doll that would follow you home and then strangle you at 3AM if you didn't leave amazake out for it.

Did... your friends make it out OK, though?