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Joined November 2021
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お嬢様、またですか。
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There's a poison in heaven, little angel. It does not coil like the serpents that you were once warned against. It is a gentle invader, soft and alluring in how it distorts the familiarity of milky heights and golden dreams, the malformed beginnings only appearing at the edges.
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You cannot call this poison rot, as rot would lead to an end. What it delivers to heaven is something beyond a cesseastion of existence. It asks to consume. Via affirmativa. A bloated immerision of senses. Colors and sounds and touches for even a small piece of what once was.
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You'll tear yourself apart attempting to escape, little angel. When the one to give you grace sees you again, they'll remember you as pristine and beautiful once, like freshly stretched canvas. Manic and repugnant now in the hues you'll paint yourself in.
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The warlock chases a shadow through his doll. A clockwork image painfully wrought from memories caked in obsolescence. Lithe beauty with a photocopy smile, oblivious to its own imperfection in the eyes of its creator. He snarls at it in frustration of his own failures.
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The doll looks up at him. Its imperfect eyes would be jewels to anyone else that hadn't experienced hers, the pigmitation just close enough to be a rememberence of what was once his alone to behold. He just needed another change, the warlock thinks, one more revision to it.
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The chase begins again, leading back to the start.
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I've been pretty quiet on here lately but I've had a playtest with the ttcarpg! I'm hard at work!
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Our newest book, Collected Narratives, is still available for pre-order. It is a speculative fiction anthology of works by @humvadev and all pre-ordered copies will be signed by her. Won't you gaze into the spaces between with us?
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The Crown is a subscription service sold for the low, low price of 29.99. Billed monthly and with a host of features to keep your angel unwavering yet dizzy with an unachievable responsibility. Now the modern owner can go about their day secure that divinity laments eternally.
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First batch of third-run Emptied Spaces orders are packaged up and getting dropped off today!
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The doll twirls in place as the record spins. Its pretty frilly dress sways out, layered clothing that enhances a skinny malnourished frame, giving color and beauty to the canvas of its body. It's the same song as it had always been. An easy three notes. "Dah, dah, duh~"
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What lies beyond the spotlight is a faceless crowd mired in the shadows; a writhing congealed mass. Among this darkened sea is a voice that tries to sing along, broken and off-key, so unlike the mechanical perfection of its dance. It closes its eyes and listens.
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"Duh, duh, dah~" The voice tries to keep pace as the cacophony of noise reaches peak and the doll moves in accordance. Diminuendo falls and so will its time to hear the sweet endeavors of the voice. A final pirouette is given with more meaning and purpose than can be known.
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"You're going to turn out great," the Warlock says to the doll he is crafting. It is a small thing made of unwanted materials, the trimmings of larger dreams and unfulfilled promises. A layer of fluff and button eyed. "What if I can't live up to your expectations?" It asks.
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"I'm always going to love you." He promises with a smile as he jabs a needle into its arm. The doll flinches from the pain, but the Warlock holds it still. "Even when I try to pretend that I don't, when I get frustrated and cry or I yell and hurt you."
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"Is that love?" The doll asks as the needle is danced through its plush skin, the slow weaving of thread. "I hope it is." He pauses for a moment in his work. "And if it isn't, I think its better than not trying in the first place."
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