Blank laid helpless on the ground as those around her milled about talking to one another. The fight had suddenly come to a conclusion far earlier than Blank had originally anticipated, which was good considering her current predicament. How had she planned on continuing the struggle after burning all of her energy? As she pondered the answer to this question, she was assaulted. "Whhhaaa..." she groaned as the firey haired android suddenly flopped down next to her, only to move closer nuzzling her cheek against her own. "Nuuuuu" Blank belted in protest as the doll forcibly cuddled her weakness stricken body. With every ounce of her strength, the magician tried to fight back, but try as she might her muscles failed to output anything more than a fledgling flail. Eventually, however, the torture passed as the doll became bored disappearing from Blank's sight as quickly as she had entered it. Even more, time passed before Blank felt the strength return to her limbs, slowly but surely allowing her unassisted movement once more. Upright she took a moment to try and understand the dynamic of the room. Why had the dolls stop fighting, and why weren't the rest of them killing them? It didn't matter Blank decided as she pushed forward into the other room, strangling a gasp in her throat as she saw the 'shinies' they had come for. With these perhaps she'd grow more in favor with the Lady Vermilion. Perhaps with these, she'd gain a name. (Sorry for the crappy post, I'm really not feeling well but wanted to get it out tonight)
Sorta Epilogue Ten, broken beyond salvation. Thirteen, taken without complaint. Fourteen, left behind in anger. Sixteen, gone to have her time of life. Their treasure, taken. Their task, failed. Sixteen never cared. Thirteen, aware of the truth all along. A false light of hope, given by their father. A false promise of return, broken the moment it had been made. Empty words to fill an empty void and chain them into this room. The ice started cracking. The mad girl laughed. The words, forgotten. The void, returned. The chains, broken. The Mad Doll whispered, a new promise, as she killed Fourteen the same way as Ten. The words, renewed. The void, filled. The chains, broken. At last, Freedom... . FIN Thanks for sticking with me! I hope you had as much fun as I had! If you want to leave anonymous feedback please do so here: https://goo.gl/forms/1f1JudFBfE5gHckg2 @Celestine @Blank @Comet @Das Ein Magia @Alphabet Chocolate
