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Sara Hinamura

"I feel like snow, cold and quiet as winterlight..."

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a character in “Limerance”, originally authored by Reidy-Reid, as played by RolePlayGateway

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"The world isn't so bad if people were thankful for the fact that they're alive. Then again, are you really alive? Are we living, or simply surviving?"



[ Snow Song || Hatsune Miku ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #00A99E || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #0054A5
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FULL NAME
      Sara Anne Hinamura

NICKNAME(S)
      Annie, Hina

GENDER
      Female

AGE
      16

SPECIES
      Human

SEXUALITY
      Demisexual

NATIONALITY
      Japanese-American


"Some things are so obvious even a child can see them."


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HEIGHT
      5' 2"

WEIGHT
      99 lbs.

HAIR COLOR
      Black

EYE COLOR
      Silver Blue

GENERAL APPEARANCE
      Sara is a very small individual. Her height and weight are both under average, much to her disliking, and her lack of a frequent appetite has left her with a bony exterior and little of the body maturity most girls her age possess. Her long hair is a natural black common to Japan, whereas her eyes are a greyish blue, a signature from her American heritage. Sara's skin is pale and unblemished. She does, however, have a small star-shaped birthmark on her collarbone.

      Sara's wardrobe is very limited, as she isn't quite a free Human, so she commonly wears the same outfits. She is most commonly seen wearing either her orange and brown uniform-type outfit or a pair of jeans, her favorite teal sweatshirt and a pair of sneakers. Her hair is usually worn in looped ponytails.


"I don't believe in telling other people my secrets, its how they find what things to use against you."


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PERSONALITY
      ✦ Elusive ✧ Quiet ✦ Shy ✧ Distrustful ✦ Kind ✧

      Sara is a very quiet person, withdrawn and elusive towards others unless forced or called upon by her Master. She is completely submissive to him and will do literally anything that is asked of her, no matter what it may be. Because of this, Sara has very little self-esteem and thinks of herself as useless and invaluable. Her quiet and shy nature makes her decently hard to predict, although she would never risk her life by doing something brash and out of context. Silence is her way of avoiding the truth of her world and also (in her mind) signifies a level of privacy from her Master and others. It will take a lot of time and effort for another person to befriend her, and much more for them to find out anything about her.

      Deep deep down, however, Sara is a very loving and social person who would do anything to help others, this side of her simply never shows because it's been suppressed for so long by duty and doubt. Sara is a very intelligent person and knows her parents would want her to fight against slavery instead of accepting it, but she greatly doubts her own strength and doesn't believe herself to be strong enough for fighting back. Her submissive and silent nature keeps her from standing up for herself or anyone else, and from going against the wishes of her Master, which she knows is wrong but does nothing to change. Due to this, it is likely that she would be left behind if any of the other enslaved Humans ever tried to escape from their impending doom.

      All in all, Sara is a kind person who simply denies that she has the power to change her own fate and destiny. She's the type of person that needs a lot of positive attention and a kind, loving hand to guide her in the right direction. Despite the fact that she doesn't necessarily trust the other Humans she works with, she does care about them to some degree and would do nearly anything to help them, so long as it doesn't endanger her own life.


"Those little things you tell no one? Well, I have a lot of them..."


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      ✦Water - "A cold sensation flowing through my skin, the soft medium enveloping my body...I'm not sure why, but I just can't get enough of the feeling."
      ✧Music - "Simple. Its the one thing that I can still remember about my parents."
      ✦Art - "I just have a knack for it. Especially painting, even if they're all of either water or snow. I guess its not all that interesting..."
      ✧Museums - "Since most of them have been burned down, its a special place for sure."
      ✦Snow - "Its so cold. It seems odd, but I really do love the cold. Snow is so silent..."


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      ✦Heat - "I love the cold. The heat, on the other hand, makes me sweat and want to sleep forever. It also hurts when its too hot."
      ✧Bullies - "Considering the fact that Humans have been enslaved, you'd think people would be angry towards the Beings instead of other Humans..."
      ✦"Beings" - "My parents were eaten, my sister was taken away them, and now I'm stuck to forever be a slave. Why on Earth should I like a species like them?"
      ✧Loud Noises - "I get scared very easily, so I have a natural hatred for loud noises. "


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      ✦Cooking - "Its one of my strong suits, I guess, and it seems to please the people I work for. I'm not a big fan of it myself but if they like it then I should be grateful."
      ✧Arts & Crafts - "Drawing, painting, sculpting, crafts, etc. I think its because I'm so level-headed. For those kinds of projects, you need a lot of concentration."
      ✦Sewing - "It stems from having to make and mend my own clothes as a child. Since I've been doing it for so long, it simply comes naturally to me these days."


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      ✦Timid - "I don't like talking unless I have to. I get much too scared most times and either stutter or shut myself down."
      ✧Weak Body - "For some reason, I can't seem to stomach any more than tiny portions of food, and because of that my body has become quit frail and delicate."
      ✦Submissive - "You can definitely expect that I'll never talk back to you. My mom always said its bad to be too submissive, that you can't let everyone tell you what to do..."
      ✧Suicide - "Despite my quiet exterior, I have tried to kill myself several times."


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      ✦Torture - "My body's so weak, I don't think I'd be able to last more than an hour if someone was continually hurting me."
      ✧Burning - "I think its a horrible way to die. Having to feel all your skin peel away in an unbearable amount of heat, to feel your eyes melt and your bones turn to ash...ugh."
      ✦Betrayal - "Considering the fact that I've never had a real friend to trust, it seems like it'd be really hurtful to have someone you love turn their back on you."


"The past is the past. You can't change it, regrettably, but you can always look for a better future."


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FAMILY

BIO
      Sara was born to a Japanese man, Tokuro Hinamura, and his American wife, Annabeth Jones. They were both hiding out as refugees in and underground city beneath Albany. The underground city was conveniently called Nowhere, constructed completely out of the sewage systems that had been abandoned for years. The streams of waste water were no longer moving and were instead used for boat travel, the stone walkways housing shops and places for rations. Money had long since gone to waste and trading was a way of life. The pipes that branched off the main areas were simply used as homes, sometimes fitting up to three small families in a single pipe. Life wasn't beautiful, but joy still existed, granted it be in the form of broken toys and tiny tokens one would never find even remotely pleasurable.

      Sara grew up the same as any other child living in Nowhere. Her parents were kind people, loved by nearly everyone they met, and throughout the years Sara became just as loved. The mothers in Nowhere gathered together to teach the children things like how to read and write, while the men and able boys braved the surface to hunt and steal various things. Every once in a while, they would come back a couple men less than when they'd left. Such was the way of life back then. When Sara grew to be about 4, her younger sister Ayumi was brought into the world on a whim. It was rare for someone to have more than one child, or any children at all, and therefore Sara's parents began to earn more and more praise and helpful gifts.

      One night, the men didn't return. Not a single man made his way back to Nowhere. Sadness and mourning swept through the hidden city. But alas, life had to go on, and at that the city quieted with the calling of sleep. No one was to be sleeping that night. One man had returned, and unknowingly led a group of Beings straight to the hidden city. Hundreds of the refugees were kidnapped that night, and many were trampled to death by the fleeing people, including Sara's mother. Sara and Ayumi were ripped apart by the fleeing crowd and to this day Sara knows nothing of her dear sister or her. Nowhere ceased to exist, not a single thing to signify it had ever been there..

      Sara was thrown into the slave trade, and for years she was sold again and again and again, making her way to New York City. She was then sold to her current owners and has remained with them since.


OTHER
      Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ✦ Miuna Shiodome

      Pᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ Bʏ ✧ Reidy-Reid

      ⒸⓄⓅⓎⓇⒾⒼⒽⓉ ⓌⒶⓇⓃⒾⓃⒼ
      Character basic form © aurei
      Modified by ઽ૮૨α. Please do not take without permission
      Modified for this RP by The_Queen {& Reidy-Reid}


So begins...

Sara Hinamura's Story

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Character Portrait: Fuko Atarashi Character Portrait: Kiku Atarashi Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: Rosalinda Mackenzie Character Portrait: Atticus Character Portrait: Rubic Todd Character Portrait: ZERO Character Portrait: Thanyos

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Slang, a pretty but expressionless or unintelligent woman. I.e. "She's nothing more than a doll."



[ Dirty Paws | Of Monsters and Men ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B╚╝



It was the same reoccurring nightmare, the one where the body hung from the rafters of the attic, a makeshift noose tightened around the being's throat; her body half eaten. There was another Being in the room, his hands and mouth covered in blood and a sick smile twisted across his lips as he turned and reached for the human. A scream ripped from Doll's body, her eyes flying open as she sat up in bed, panting. Someone grabbed her and forced Doll back into a laying position as she clawed at the air, yelling for the person not to touch her. "It's alright, you're alright. Nothing here is going to hurt you Loretta," her real name. It was something given to her by the first Being she had encountered, a sweet older one that had died once Doll was of age to be placed in a zoo. Only one person knew what it was and that was Master Atarashi.

The tears in her eyes began to dry, leaving a sticky feeling on her face. Thankfully the office she was made to sleep in until she could share with Rose and Sara was sound proof; or at least it muffled whatever noises were made in this space. Dr. Atarashi had brought Doll here on the grounds that he could heal her better in a smaller, safer environment but like every other Being's home she had ever been to, Doll was no guest. She was a pet and as far as owners went her new one was not the worst. "Why don't you get ready for the day?" Dr. Atarashi suggested quietly, releasing his hold on her since Doll had seemed to calm down. The blonde nodded her head and sat up, wiping the remnants of tears from her eyes so that Kiku would not see that she had been crying.

Today the outfit laid out for her today was a blue dress with a white apron. She recognized it as a story book character but the name escaped her. Doll shut her eyes and tilted her head, attempting to remember who it was but to no avail. She sighed and ran a brush through her long locks, braiding them quickly and exiting the room. Doll tugged at the collar around her throat, the lights blinking every few seconds to ensure it was on. The thing only had to functions, to keep track of her and ensure that Doll couldn't leave the property. The collar was a safety measure due to the events of her first day on the estate. After the initial shock of moving wore off Doll had gone into hiding. She hadn't left the estate, she just hid in the gardening shed behind a tall pot of unplanted tulips; scared to death after Zero's interrogation and being bombarded by questions.

Doll entered the kitchen, the humans had a separate eating space and only ate in the dining room when invited. She was either the first to arrive or was so late that the others had all eaten, Doll wasn't sure but one glance at the clock across the space indicated it was still morning. "Morning Doll," the Atarashi's chef said, waving his spatula in greeting. "Good morning Grell," Doll replied and sat at the table, delighted when he put a plate of eggs with cheese and vegetables in front of her. The human dug in, eating her fill rather quickly and taking a swig of water. Should she wait to see if the others would come? Or go up to Kiku? Doll fidgeted in her seat as she thought and decided she should face her Master.

She walked up the two flights of stairs to his room, hesitating as she raised her arm to knock. "Kiku?" Doll tapped her fist against the door twice before opening the door a splice to peek inside. The room was dark, the blackout curtains drawn shut. Should she come back later or wake him up? Was he even in bed? Doll couldn't tell as the room was pitch black. She stepped inside, fear quickly crawling up her spine. Doll stepped out once more and shut the door, sliding against it until she was sitting on the ground with her arms around her knees. She would wait out here where it was light, yes that was a much better idea.

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Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: Rosalinda Mackenzie Character Portrait: Thanyos

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"If only I could fly, this horrible world would be such a distant place,
a place I would never return too."




[ HUMAN | Christina Perri ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #FF1472 || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #F9A148
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Not sleeping was becoming a regular occurrence for Rosa, ever since she became a Pet she only slept a few hours every night and the rest of the night she would be up reading. At the moment she was curling up in a white cushioned chair beside the only window in the girl's shared room. It was a medium sized room with pale green walls and white carpeted floors, three beds shared the area along with bedside tables for each and three small dresser's on the opposite side of the room. One of the beds was just recently prepared, Rosa having done it in the early morning. The bed was for their newer member, Doll. With a sigh Rosa dogtagged her page and stood up stretching before putting her book on her bedside table. She quickly got ready for the day, putting her bright hair up into a bun and dressing in a sundress given to her by the mistress of the household.

Rosa then made her way to the kitchen, greeting the Atarashi's cook Grell. "Morning". Grell glanced away from the stove to look at her with a smile "Good morning he greeted cheerfully before handing Rosa a plate of eggs and fruit. Rosa's stomach growled loudly at the delicious scene and she sat at the table, quickly devouring her meal. She washed her dish and was about to leave when Grell called to her. "Rosa I have to leave right after lunch and Mr.Atarashi had requested a make a batch of sweets today. I don't have time so I was hoping you would be able to help me?" he asked, a slight pleading tone laced his voice. Rosa nodded in conformation making Grell smile brightly before thanking her. Rosa grabbed an apron and started on the first sweet treat that was on the list Grell handed to her. Rice crispy treats were the first item on the list so she started on those.

Lightly singing to herself Rosa started on the list of things to do. The Rice Crispy mix was quickly done and she put it in a pan and placed it in the preheated oven. She then started on the gummy mix and chocolate chip mix. By the time she was done the rice crispy treats were done, taking them out she placed them on a rake to cool then put the tray of raw cookies into the oven. The jello mixture was done and she poured it into a random shapes tray before putting it into the fridge. She then started on a tray of toffee and lastly the truffle cheesecake for the Being's desert tonight. Rosa didn't know how long she was in the kitchen for but by the time she finished Grell was gone. She slightly remembered some other's coming into the kitchen, maybe even talking to her but Rosa had been so involved in her baking she hadn't really noticed.

With a soft sigh she placed the last item on the list, a apple cherry pie, in the fridge and started cleaning up her mess while marking off the list. Rice crispy treats, gummies, chocolate chip cookies, toffee, truffle cheesecake, blueberry squares and apple cherry pie, yep that's all of it, thank god" she huffed. Rosa finished cleaning up then left the kitchen in search of Thanyos.

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Character Portrait: Fuko Atarashi Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: Rosalinda Mackenzie Character Portrait: ZERO

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"The world isn't so bad if people were thankful for the fact that they're alive. Then again, are you really alive? Are we living, or simply surviving?"



[ Snow Song || Hatsune Miku ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ✦ #00A99E
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ✧ #0054A5
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Sara awoke to an empty room, the sunlight and faint sound of chirping birds being the only thing to assure she was awake and not still dreaming. It seemed Rosa had already woken up and left. Not at all surprising, since the older girl usually woke up early. Sitting up, Sara sighed lightly and carefully got up, keeping her eyes on the floor as she stood. There had been countless incidents with her previous Master leaving tacks by her bed for when Sara got up in the morning and she hardly wanted to go through that again.

Much to her surprise, the outfit that had been laid out for Sara to wear that day wasn't the odd orange and brown uniform, but instead her own personal clothing that she'd picked out before. It was definitely more comfortable than a skirt, and so she quickly dressed in the black shorts, white tank top, and teal blue sweater. She'd also been gifted a pair of black leather boots, which she actually loved, despite being terribly frightened when she'd received them from Mistress Atarashi.

When Sara entered the kitchen, the smell of sweets and pastries was overwhelming in the decently small room. It was also quite warm in there, much to her discomfort. "Good morning, Sara." Grell was happy as usual, and Sara nodded a greeting to him as she took a seat, slowly eating the food he'd set out for her. Looking over to Rosa, Sara was impressed. The redhead was concentrating hard on whatever she was cooking and the younger girl assumed she was helping Grell with his chores. Sara thought it was very kind.

Grell left only a moment after Sara had finished eating, and since Rosa was occupied, she made her way out of the kitchen and started to look around. It was still early in the morning, and Sara made it a point not to wake anyone, whether on accident or not. In order to adhere to her self-set rule she commonly spent the mornings in her room drawing or walking around the house, admiring the art on the walls and the scenery outside. Granted, it was probably rare for a human to care about the little things while still being a slave...

Sara had never really thought of the situation as slavery. With her previous Masters? Definitely. But with Zero? It wasn't really slavery, he let her do what she wanted most of the time. He was quiet like her and because of that the two rarely spoke, despite spending most of their time together. He hadn't ever hurt her, nor yelled at her, not even raised his voice. Things were peaceful. In all honesty, Sara feared his siblings more than him. Especially Fuko, with her fearful aura and that God-awful gleam in her child-like eyes.

Looking around, Sara noticed that she'd grown bored of seeing the same paintings every morning, and so instead she traveled up the stairs to find her Master's bedroom and see if maybe - a hopeful maybe - he'd already be awake.

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Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: ZERO Character Portrait: Thanyos

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“I AM NOT THE KIND OF BEING WHO COULD BE YOUR FRIEND. AFTER ALL, I'M NOT HUMAN, AND YOU'LL NEVER TRUST ME.”


The Monster | Eminem

DIALOGUEᴇ Color ✦ #853c41 || THOUGHT COLOR✧ GREY
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EIGHT-YEAR-OLD Zero Kisaragi gripped the bars of his cage only to shrink back when the electrical wires snapped at his contact. So they'd upgraded his little prison with electric voltz for all the times he'd tried escaping with Ren and always got caught or found days later. He glanced across at his brother who was in his own cage, laying on his side. The boy's sunken gaze averted his, the once chubby, cute face all angles and sharpness, bones protruded from his skin, and why wouldn't he be? Zero was in the same condition along with everyone else trapped in their little prisons. Alone. Helpless.

"Zero."

Ren barely whispered the name.

"Yeah?" He sent back out of habit.

"Overalls wants me to kill."

"No!" Zero inhaled sharply through his nose, whiffing awful smells. Smells he'd grown used to.

Ren's gunmetal eyes so much like his own gazed back, wide and yet resolved. "You know what'll happen if I don't."

Zero shoved his hand through the bars winced at the sharp lance of agony shooting up his arm so that he could reach Ren's cage. Rattle, rattle.

"We made a promise remember?"

Silence.

"Ren, hey, we're gonna get outta here. I swear. Just hold up a little longer. I'll get us out."

The new girl across from him begged for help, preyed, but Zero felt too ashamed to tell her no one would. She looked just a fragile, but life still colored her skin. Maybe she had a fighting.chance. Maybe not.

Kids around then moaned and wailed, mostly from pain or hunger. Last night, Zero only had slop, he hated the bitter taste but always licked his bowl clean. They weren't given spoons. They were kept in dog crates, just like dogs and never let out, not even to use the bathroom.

But at the sound of the metal rod striking against iron and reinforced steel bars, Zero tensed and sat up straight, his mind dizzy and stomach burning from nothingness.

"Time for another round my little mutts." Their Keeper, a squat man in old overalls and a face hidden behind a torn leather mask walked down their aisle. Rod with a million Volta of electricity in one hand, two dog collars in the other. He hesitated before their cages.

He turned to Ren's cage and popped it open, reached in a meaty hand, wrung the collar around Ren's scrawny throat and yanked him out. The boy stumbled on shaking limbs.

Then Overalls turned to the praying girl who shrieked when he wrapped her in a collar and despite her fear she came out on her own, still strong enough to move freely.

"Try your freaky powers on me and I'll cut you up." He gave his back to Zero assured he wouldn't do anything.

"This--isn't right, girls are never pitted against boys--stop!" He pounded bony fists and weak vectors against his confinement but wasn't able to break out. His vectors shrinking from the shocks, more sensitive, raw.

"You don't give me orders brat, it's what the crowd wants. They get."

He dragged Ren and the girl, Kira away.

Zero strained to listen as the fight took place above, he knew when it started when beings shouted instructions like, "Rip his vectors off!" and "Cut her face off!" He trembled with fury, fear, and pain waiting for the outcome.

And when it finally came he--



Zero's eyelids popped open.
Barely able to catch his breath as the nightmare receded, he realized he was drenched in cold sweat, his body on fire. He did a quick scan of his bedroom. He was alone. His thick black-out curtains were drawn, and the only light source was the crimson pulsing from his vectors.
His vectors. Shit! He jackknifed to his feet and studied them. The extra mutant limbs were raw from his determined suppression, jerky. Again.

Scowling, he wrenched his eyes over his bed. Despite durable sheets, both flame-retardant and tougher than cotton, he'd left singe marks behind. Some of the material was also torn in some places. The wall had been nearly smashed, plaster littered the bed, dusted his head.Gotta get a grip on this thing. His heart drummed erratically against his ribs, blood molten in his veins.

Zero hated dreaming about his past, the one after he'd been taken away from his parents. Especially hated the particular memory. At least you didn't dream about the next night.

With a deep intake of breath he pulled in the vectors with effort, then let it go. Shaking with still raw nerves he lumbered to the bathroom so he could shower off another restless night. With quick precision he dressed in a black shirt and jeans, paired with boots and a comfortable flannel shirt. A little better now he slipped out his room silent as night.

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Character Portrait: Kiku Atarashi Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: ZERO Character Portrait: Thanyos

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Slang, a pretty but expressionless or unintelligent woman. I.e. "She's nothing more than a doll."



[ Dirty Paws | Of Monsters and Men ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B╚╝



The way his smile grew was making Doll even more nervous. What did he eat that would make him grin like that? Doll wondered if it was human. It was illegal to eat them nowadays but that didn't stop some. When Doll was in the zoo she had heard about black market deals and sometimes humans would disappear, never to be heard from again. The thought sent shivers down her spine, but Doll did not give away her displeasure. She would remain perfectly pleasant, or at least try her best not to break down in front of the Beings. Doll did not want them to know how weak she truly was. The human didn't know what Rosa's relationship with Thanyos was like but the boy sounded quite fond of the human. The blonde hoped that in the future she and Kiku would grow that close.

"No, I'm afraid I haven't." She shook her head at the unfamiliar sounding movie, flinching when Thanyos moved closer to her. "That sounds nice, I would greatly enjoy watching with you all." Top Gun? What an odd name, but Doll wasn't going to judge considering what everyone called her. The door opened from behind, if Doll hadn't been leaning forward she would have surely fallen backwards onto the floor. A set of arms wrapped tightly around her middle, pulling Doll to her feet. Thankfully she had grown accustomed to Kiku's way of greeting people. She was still not used to being touched unexpectedly but Doll had mentally prepared herself as soon as the door opened.

"No, he wasn't bullying me, w-we were just talking about movies." Doll quickly came to Thanyos's defense, attempting to keep her tone light and to not sound defensive. Doll couldn't help but stifle a giggle at Kiku's statement. Fuko was a bit scary, from what Doll had seen of her she was not one the human would associate with. Zero on the other hand... Was just as scary. He was quiet, as though he were silently plotting and waiting to strike. Doll tilted her head to the side at the question that was aimed at Thanyos; whose next? A target? She glanced at the sleeves of Kiku's shirt, perhaps that was why they were there?

"Oh yes, I would very much like to be included." Doll replied cautiously, wondering if they were going to get in trouble for whatever the two boys were about to do. She could hear Zero and Sara down the hall, it seems the two had just woken up. Perhaps they were the target? Or maybe it was Atticus and Fuko? Doll smoothed down the white apron of her dress and waited, hoping she wouldn't slow them down and that they wouldn't mind her company.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Kiku Atarashi Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: Rosalinda Mackenzie Character Portrait: ZERO Character Portrait: Thanyos

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Character Portrait: Kiku Atarashi Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: Rosalinda Mackenzie Character Portrait: ZERO Character Portrait: Thanyos

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"The world isn't so bad if people were thankful for the fact that they're alive. Then again, are you really alive? Are we living, or simply surviving?"



[ Snow Song || Hatsune Miku ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ✦ #00A99E
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ✧ #0054A5
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"Hey."

Sara was grateful that she hadn't woken her Master. She'd had bad experiences with little mistakes like that, and it wasn't the nicest thought she could've had at that moment in time. Sara was grateful that Zero was such a calm person. It helped her feel more at ease, and she never seemed to feel uncomfortable in the shared silence that often surrounded the pair.

There were voices sounding down the hall, and Sara concluded that most of the others were awake. At the moment Thanyos and Rosa's voices were the most prominent, and if she listened closer she could hear Kiku. Judging from Kiku's words she assumed Doll was also with them. I wonder what they're all up to... Probably another prank.

Sara began to wonder why no one ever seemed to punish the two boys for starting so much trouble. There had been a prank almost every day since she'd started living with the Atarashi family, yet neither of the parents seemed to pay any heed to the wild antics of their children. Then again, Beings weren't Humans, so perhaps they just didn't mind it all.

"Sara walk with me."

Sara snapped from her thoughts and rushed to follow Zero, who was walking off down the corridor. He had his cell phone out and seemed to be calling someone. Her suspicions were soon confirmed.

"Grell, yeah it's me, what are you preparing for tonight's dessert?"

A small hint of surprise crossed Sara's face as she unintentionally eaves dropped on the conversation her Master was having. Zero simply didn't seemed to be the type of person who would enjoy sweets, so it was slightly confusing as to why he'd be calling Grell to ask about tonight's dessert.

"Red velvet, appetizing, mmm, go ahead and continue that as planned but there's also something I'd like you to do for me. How familiar are you with the Coconut Haupia? I hear it's a Hawaiian favorite."

Haupia? Sara recognized the term as a Hawaiian food, she'd read about it in a book once. It was apparently a coconut dessert made out of coconut milk and sugar. She wondered why Zero would be asking about it. Was it secretly delicious? She'd never been able to try it before and in this moment she'd become curious. Guess all that's left to do is wait...

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Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: ZERO

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"The world isn't so bad if people were thankful for the fact that they're alive. Then again, are you really alive? Are we living, or simply surviving?"



[ Snow Song || Hatsune Miku ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ✦ #00A99E
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ✧ #0054A5
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Sara silently listened to Zero and Grell's conversation as she followed her Master downstairs. After a while, she realized they were talking about sabotaging Thanyos' next prank, which Zero somehow knew about. Sara didn't really know how frustrating the pranks could be, since she'd never been the victim of any of them. Perhaps the others had a different opinion.

The two stopped when they reached Dr. Atarashi's office. Sara had never seen the inside, as the room was strictly off-limits to the Humans and most of the staff. She had observed Zero entering the room several times before though, so she assumed he was allowed in. He didn't seem to be the type of person to blatantly disregard the house rules.

"Sara, you're free to join me on this or not, it's your call."

Sara wasn't quite sure whether they would get in trouble or not if they planted laxatives in the cakes, but she didn't really have anything else to do, so she followed Zero into the room. It was dark, but large and very neat. The multitude of books made Sara wish the area wasn't restricted to her, she could spend a lifetime in here and not ever get bored.

Turning back to Zero, Sara noticed him saying something but didn't catch what it was. She heard a click, and then Zero pulled a laptop out of one of the desk drawers, so she assumed the phrase must have been a password or something similar. Soon after, images of every room in the manor were visible on the hologram screen, Zero talking about his plans the whole time.

It was fascinating to see all the different places in the house. Some of the rooms Sara didn't recognize, which meant she hadn't seen nearly as much of the manor as she'd thought. It was definitely a big place. None of the bedrooms were shown, which made sense, even though it meant they would have to keep a closer eye on the halls for sight of the group.

"Um...why are we going to put laxatives in the desserts? Wouldn't that be just as bad as one of Thanyos' pranks?"

Sara hoped she wasn't asking stupid questions. The answer seemed obvious, considering how many times people around the house had been stolen from or doused with buckets of water, but she still felt it was a bit harsh to make them suffer with lazatives as a punishment. Perhaps they wouldn't be so rowdy if their parents kept a closer eye on them...

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Character Portrait: Fuko Atarashi Character Portrait: Kiku Atarashi Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: Rosalinda Mackenzie Character Portrait: Atticus Character Portrait: ZERO Character Portrait: Thanyos

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Slang, a pretty but expressionless or unintelligent woman. I.e. "She's nothing more than a doll."



[ Dirty Paws | Of Monsters and Men ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B╚╝


"Kiku... I-I'm scared. I-I don't know what's going on." Doll said into the camera as soon as the gag was removed from her mouth. She wasn't sure how long she had been here, there were no windows so she had no sense of time. All Doll knew was that she had to go to the bathroom and that Grell was dead. His blood still stained her pajamas, Doll had been standing close by when he was shot. The two had been tracing constellations in the garden when a bullet met his head and his blood sprayed onto her. Doll had screamed and was quickly kicked in the side. She hadn't been killed because killing humans was illegal and somehow the government always knew when one of them died so they had taken Doll and she wasn't sure what her purpose here was.

Tears ran down her face as one of her captor's snaked his hand down her shirt. "I sure am going to have fun with my new toy," he said into the camera, removing his hand and pulling at a strand of hair that had gotten loose from her ponytail. He sniffed it greedily, watching the lens that was supposedly a live feed to the Atarashi household. "Anything else you want to tell your dear master?"

"It's a trap!" Doll screamed as tears continued to flow. "Don't come! They're going to hurt you!" She felt the butt of a gun hit her head again and the chair toppled over, leaving Doll on her side. They rushed to turn the camera off, leaving a quick message that they should come with the requested money if they ever wanted to see her again. Doll was glad she had warned him, she would do it again if she had to. "Stupid human," Doll was grabbed by her hair, the one in the panda mask gripping her locks tightly and pulling Doll up. "I'll make you regret that," panda mask whispered, dropping her. Doll couldn't catch herself because her hands were tied to the back of the chair and so she fell to the ground once more, her jaw connecting with the concrete. "You won't get away with this," Doll growled. She was feeling rather brave after that although she was still shaking.

"Oh yes we will," panda left then along with fox and rabbit, leaving Doll alone on the ground. She blinked the rest of the tears away, glad that she had warned Kiku. Doll had been in the Atarashi household nearly a month now, she had learned how to get around Fuko's door without alerting her that she was there, she had discovered that Zero had a soft side for Sara and had been forced to watch Top Gun with Thanyos, Kiku, and Rosalinda. Doll had been rather enchanted by the film but the others acted as though it didn't impress them. Doll had also learned that she and Atticus had lived in the same zoo, although they had never seen each other and talked for hours about everything and anything. The collar had been removed, she had moved in with Sara and Rosalinda, she had made so many wonderful memories and the thought of them all made her smile.

At least they were safe, if anyone had to be taken and beaten up Doll was glad it was her. Her friends would be able to sleep easy. They might worry for a while, they may not give her a second thought, but Doll was happy that they were alive and well. Doll was resigned to her fate, she would probably die here in the tiny cell underground but at least there were people with memories of her, evidence she had lived and Doll couldn't have asked for more.

She awoke to darkness, Doll's need to go to the bathroom had become urgent and she rubbed her knees together in an attempt to make the feeling go away. "Excuse me!" Doll called, hoping she could be heard through the thick metal door. "I have to use the restroom!" Doll called twice more before the door finally opened. "Shut up!" Rabbit growled and pulled Doll up. He grabbed the back of the chair and dragged it out, leading Doll down a series of hallways lit by candles. Finally they entered another room and stopped. Rabbit locked the door and untied her from the chair. "Don't try anything," he said and turned around to give her some privacy.

It was a relief and soon Doll was back in the first room. She was retied to the chair and left alone once more. Doll had dozed off again, awaking when Fox came with a bottle of water. As far as doll could tell Fox was female and held the bottle to Doll's lips as she drank greedily. She hadn't realized how dry her tongue had felt until her thirst was quenched and water spilled out of the bottle and onto her lap, but Doll didn't care. Her hunger pangs silenced as well and as Fox left Doll uttered a quiet, "thank you."

The next time Doll awoke she was curled up in the corner of a dark space. Doll lifted her arms and found that it was hardly bigger than a packing box. She could feel the heavy chains weighing her arms down and tying her ankles together. Panic seized her, it was completely dark. "Let me out!" Doll screamed, banging against the metal walls. "Please, I won't try anything! Please I-I hate the dark!" Doll choked on her words. They didn't care, there was no one listening and she cried until she was asleep again.

Days passed, that was all Doll knew. She had lashed out when Panda slid his hand down her shirt again and so they had taken her pajamas, leaving Doll to shiver in her underwear in that tiny metal box. If Doll was good she got to be in the room, in front of the camera that was always watching her, supposedly connected to one of the computers in the Atarashi household. The weight she had gained there was quickly being shed and she grew weak as days passed. The fire in her had died out and the only time Doll fought was when Panda came. She would not give into him so easily.

Doll felt like a shell, she did nothing except lay on the floor,sometimes at her side, sometimes on her back, always staring at the ceiling. Sometimes when she shifted the chains would jingle and she would imagine it was really the keys in the door, that it was Kiku and he hadn't listened to her warnings and came to save her. Why would he though? Surely Doll was easily replaceable? Surely she had meant nothing to Kiku... It stung to think this but it was the only way that Doll could detach herself from the hope that they were coming-that he was coming. There were no more tears she could shed and the cold against her bare skin no longer bothered her. Doll had finally made peace with death, the end was close for her and then... Then what? Would she meet her parents in heaven? Would she find a community of humans in the sky that had met untimely deaths like hers? Or would it be eternal blackness? Doll closed her eyes, imagining that she was back home, it wasn't her home of course, but it was the closest thing to a home she had, had and so Doll thought about Atticus and Thanyos, Zero and Sara, Rosalinda, Grell, Dr. and Mrs. Atarashi, and of course she thought about Kiku. She thought of his voice when he read to her, how he would sometimes pretend to be the character or would read super slowly to add dramatic effect. The last book he had read aloud to her was the Wizard of Oz and occasionally Doll would think that she was Dorothy and this was just a bad dream, but every time she woke up it was either in that tiny dark metal box or in the room underground.

Once in a while Doll would say something to the camera, she would tell Kiku not to worry, that it would be over soon and she would thank Dr. Atarashi for all he had done, more than once Fox or Rabbit had come to the door and yelled at her to shut up. More than once Doll had attempted to strangle herself with the chains to make the end come faster, but they would come running and stopped her by throwing her in the box where there was no room to do such a thing and Doll began to believe that the camera wasn't connected to the main computer in the Atarashi house but to some sort of security room where her captors could watch her.

No one ever came for her. Doll began to crave what little human interaction she got through Fox and Rabbit, she even began to look forward to when Panda visited. Last time he came Doll had bit him and she was satisfied with the scream she had drew from that ugly sounding man. Sometimes they would toss her a piece of bread, one time they had even given Doll a slice of leftover pizza but the food hadn't agreed with her and she had spent the night on her side, quivering in pain and vomiting what little food she had in her stomach. It was worth it though, Doll would eat it again if it was offered. They had begun handling her with kid gloves and so she hadn't gotten anything but water for the next few days. Doll still had yet to get her clothes back, Rabbit had sort of hinted that they threw them out and Doll wasn't sure why. She didn't care anymore though because her body was numb and had gotten used to the pain and cold, the chains digging into her skin no longer bothered her and all she did really was sleep or talk to herself. It was boring, but Doll kept reassuring herself that it wouldn't be like this much longer. Soon she would be with Mom and Dad.

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Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: Rosalinda Mackenzie Character Portrait: Thanyos

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"If only I could fly, this horrible world would be such a distant place,
a place I would never return too."




[ HUMAN | Christina Perri ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #FF1472 || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #F9A148
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"You ready to play yet little one?" the raspy voice of one of her captor's hissed into Rosa's ear, who in turn reared her head back swiftly. The masked man backed away just in time and instead of causing the panda masked man pain she instead fell backwards. A harsh jolt of pain shot from her head and spine, making a squeak of pain slip of Rosa. The man only laughed as he set her up right again. He wrapped a pale hand through her crazy mane of red curls, which had lengthened almost to the middle of her back. With his other hand he stroked her cheek then let it lazily fall until it also reached her chest. Rosa snarled at the man and lurched forward, causing more pain to her head as his grip on her hair tightened but she ignored it as she bite into his forearm making the man shriek and pull away, releasing his painful grip.

"You b...." he began but was cut off as the cell door open and a man wearing a rabbit mask entered. The one man seemed to silently signal the other and they both left, leaving a fuming barely clothed Rosa. The woman growled, the sound almost inhumane as she once again struggled in her binds, the cold metal chains biting into the already cut and bruised skin. The chains never gave way but no matter how long she had tried Rosa wouldn't give up, yet the woman had seemed to become almost feral during her time with these men. But what caused this reaction was a simple thought.

'Who else had they taken?'

At the beginning it had all been dark. Then from time to time she would be placed in front of a camera but Rosa had stayed silent even when her captor's demanded she speak, demanded to hear her cry out for help. The red haired woman wouldn't give it to them though, would never please the people who could easily kill her in her current state. They had beaten her numerous of times and Rosa had quickly caught on that the panda was a major pervert, having taken her clothes and leaving her only in undergarments. He had tried to touch her many times but Rosa always fought and ended up leaving him with some sort of wound. Yet he always returned. It felt as if so many days had passed since she was taken. She had been wondering the gardens unable to sleep from the nightmare that had haunted her that night. Then she had felt a slight pinch in her exposed arm and saw a needle. The rest had been black.

During her time here Rosa's thoughts would always turn to the Atarashi family. She had come to care for people there, one person in particular. That prankster Thanyos had somehow made a permit spot for himself in her heart and Rosa couldn't even bare the thought of harm coming to him. Rosa didn't even care if anyone ever came for her, she didn't expect anyone to. But the thought of anyone else hurt made her feel ill to her stomach as voices of murder would echo in her mind. If these people dare hurt anyone she cares for she'll kill them. She didn't care that she was only human, she would kill them all.

"Hey arseholes I gotta go!" she shouted while vibrant green eyes glared at the camera. They didn't come at first but Rosa continued to shout. Finally the fox masked man came for her.

"Would you shut up, stupid woman!" he snapped as he unlocked the padlock that kept her chains bound to the chair and took part of the chain as a leash as he roughly pulled Rosa out of her cell. Determination boiled thickly in her blood, the feral side of her pushing away any resistance she had put up before and Rosa swiftly tugged the chain from his hand before pouncing. He hadn't expected in as Rosa fell on top of him, but once his shock wore off he didn't get time to react as Rosa attacked. Using the chain that bound her hands together Rosa put them around his neck tightly. The fox masked man struggled and being stronger then Rosa was able to grab her and stand up but Rosa still had the chain around his neck and no matter how hard he hit or pulled at her Rosa didn't let go. The chain strayed to bite into the man's skin, making the area lightly bleed until finally he fell forwards taking Rosa with him. The heavy body fell on Rosa, making her wheeze and groan with effort to get out from beneath him. Once she was free Rosa quickly stood. By now she could hear footsteps coming closer. She quickly grabbed the keys the man had used to open her door and fumbled with them until she got a firm grasp and started running the opposite way the footfalls were coming from. She had only turned a couple corners until a weak feeling made her body quiver. It was only expect though, by weighed down by chains and not being fed or watered for days. Using the key she opened the door nearest to her and swiftly shut it behind her. The room was dark but she could make out something close to her. A hiccupped sob escaped her as Rosa's eyes slightly adjusted to the darkness.

"Doll?" she whimpered softly before rushing towards the other girl, hugging her tightly. The footsteps neared but Rosa's determination returned full force as her thoughts focused on one thing.

'Protect Doll'.

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Character Portrait: Fuko Atarashi Character Portrait: Kiku Atarashi Character Portrait: Doll Character Portrait: Sara Hinamura Character Portrait: Rosalinda Mackenzie Character Portrait: Atticus Character Portrait: ZERO Character Portrait: Thanyos

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Slang, a pretty but expressionless or unintelligent woman. I.e. "She's nothing more than a toy."



[ Dirty Paws | Of Monsters and Men ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B╚╝



Doll turned over in bed, she had been home, or at least the place she considered her home, for about a week now after recovering at Dr. Atarashi's clinic for a while. The first few nights had been terrifying, clinging to whatever shreds of life remained in her, hearing the constant steady beep of machine's behind the walls of the isolated room she was forced to stay in so as not to be exposed to any foreign germs. It hadn't been one surgery like Dr. Atarashi had been expecting, in order to reverse the damage the animal masked being's had caused, Doll had undergone five surgeries. The only thing she could think about though was being excited to return home.

To see Rosa and Zero, Sara, Thanyos, Atticus, Fuko, and Kiku. Especially Kiku. She hadn't gotten to see any of them yet though as the house was unusually quiet when she returned and Dr. Atarashi had sent Doll right up to bed despite the fact that it was midday. He had said she was still recovering and shouldn't move around too much and that she had waited this long, a little while more wouldn't kill her. It felt like it though and Doll tirelessly tossed and turned, hoping that anyone of her friend's would pass through the doors and enter the room. What condition was Rosa in? She had been taken too and Doll was concerned. Although, if she had to, Doll would not hesitate to take another blow for her friend. It was just pain which was nothing foreign to her.

Doll slid from between the sheets and onto the cool floor, feeling restless as she made her way over to the stand alone mirror beside the window. She lifted up the soft blue shirt she was wearing to reveal the scars and ran her fingers over the tender flesh, marveling at how numb the area was thanks to the pain drugs and magic of science. Doll's skin was still warm to the touch and red, forever marred from the claws of being's. Doll turned to return to her bed, wondering how she was going to occupy herself until dinner and stopped. Her eyes traveled the length of the room to where a book sat on the dresser. Curious, Doll picked up the slim novel, wondering where it had come from. It was obviously not one of Sara or Rosa's as both girls could read. This one had simple letters in a large font and wonderful water color pictures printed on the front.

Doll returned to the bed, settling between the covers as she wished for the thousandth time that she could read. Instead of pondering too long on it though she opened up flimsy cover and marveled at the first photo. A landscape spotted with trees and yellow daisies greeted her. The next page had an endless ocean with a sandy beach and little white and gray flecked birds in top hats playing in the waves. She giggled, turning to the next page and wondering who had left this here. The final photo was of a zoo, but rather than humans inside of the cages there were animals of all sorts of colors and sizes. Ones with stripes or spots, some adorned with leathery gray skin and tusks or standing as tall as the trees. Doll ran her fingers over the page as though her intention were to pet them.

She felt sad for these poor beasts and could sympathize with them. To be locked behind bars was no way to live. Unconsciously Doll rubbed her wrists. The skin was still raw from being peeled by the chains but slowly the scars began to heal and with them so did Doll. She may no longer have the seamless porcelain skin that had warranted the nickname, but each scar was a memory. As Doll closed the book she looked at the book and her smile quickly faded, a feeling of terror and dread filling her chest. On the back were pictures of a rabbit, fox, and panda.

Doll quickly hurled the book across the room, watching it sail through the air and land near the bathroom. She grabbed the edge of the covers, pulling the blankets over her head in an attempt to hide. "No, no, no." Doll muttered to herself, squeezing her eyes shut and covering her ears with her hands. No they were dead, Kiku had killed them, they could no longer hurt him or Rosa or her. The memory of Panda's slimy fingers running between her chest was enough to make goosebumps crawl along her arms. The snarling and beating, being near death and speaking deliriously to a camera in order to warn Kiku to stay away, the chains, and embarrassment and shame.

Tears pricked her eyes, Doll shook her head. No it was over, she was safe here. Grell may be dead, sure a few of the windows had to be replaced, but it was still home. She was finally home.