tell the physiatrist something is wrong [★] open, meet and greet + dolls

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]A Polaroid camera by her side- which she was shown how to use not too long ago by a npc -and a few things of yarn and buttons were by her side. She used telepathy to raise the camera up when an Npc passed by and narrowed her eyes as she snapped the photo. When it came out she began to shake it till it developed and she smiled at it. As she set the photo down and picked out the color yarn that fit the feline's fur just right and began to get to work. She was focusing intensely on the stuffed creature as she began to slowly create the figure. After an hour or two she had the doll perfect and compared it to the actual thing, feeling proud. She had a couple other dolls of other members behind her along with the photos she had taken of them. There were also a couple other photos of other things like plants and trees.

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    [justify]The former third tier had only been watching for a few minutes, but what he did manage to see was a bit...odd? He wasn't a fan of human-related devices and the camera was definitely on his 'don't mess with' list. Perhaps he would become one of those superstitious old people that believed that pictures took away your soul when the shutter snapped closed. Or perhaps he would just stick to finding any human technology, be it books with printed words or cameras, unnerving to be around. Whatever the reason, the older feline carefully approached, a weary gaze focused on the device the unfamiliar female was using to reference her dolls.


    "Have we met before?" It was a simple question, but one he felt the need to ask with just about everyone. There were a select few, Jace, Lucy, and Twisted, that he didn't have to ask, but with the rest, he felt like he was meeting them all for the first time. Everyone's names just couldn't seem to stick, no matter how hard he tried to memorize them. "I don't think I've ever seen a doll maker here before."[/justify]

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    The spotted child wandered over quietly, her head craning for a better look. Had she just seen what she thought she had? Perhaps her eyes were deceiving her. No, the other girl was indeed capturing images of her clanmates, only to create a matching doll. Keira wasn't a big fan of dolls. They were creepy, in her opinion. Inanimate objects resembling living creatures - it was just wrong. Like playing with dead bodies.


    Keira decided not to say anything, unsure if she wanted to associate with the girl. She found the whole situation a little disturbing, but took a seat as she watched and let Yukine do the talking. At least until she gathered up some courage to step in herself.


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    Dolls. Dolls creeped the pour little lion ot more than anything. As he padded over, he gulped. Just stay at a distance, ev.
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    Tess approached swiftly and coolly, looking down at the doll with a smile. They were actually very cool, in her opinion. "Hello, uhm... doll maker lady! I'm Tessa," she cast her a glance that said 'I don't know your name and just embarrassed myself completely. Help.'



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Jug was the next to approach, coming over by Tessa with a slightly sour expression. [color=#E2F7CC]"Juggernautpaw, nice to meet you," the German shepherd muttered. Man, he was tired.


    [spoiler=MOBILE TAGS.][color=#E2F7CC]GENERAL:
    • Juggernautpaw
    • male
    • heterosexual demiromantic
    • dating Athenia Mortem
    • 3rd Tier of BloodClan
    • mentally 2 years
    • physically 6 moons
    • Scorpionsting Ecuador xx Ruined Innocence Darling
    • silver cross necklace from Ruined that he always keeps with him
    • Fear of Heights


    [color=#E2F7CC]PHYSICAL:
    • Adolescent German Shepherd
    • other bodies: Lion with no tail and scarring on hind legs.
    • injuries: none at the moment


    [color=#E2F7CC]PERSONALITY:
    cynical. foul mouthed. too serious about everything. hero complex. forever wondering about his parents & struggles to live up to their legacy. over protective. sarcastic. comforting. caring (most of the time).
    • developing traits: protective in a dark manner.
    • faceclaims: tsukishima kei, akaashi keiji (not fully based off either)
    • I recently adopted Jug from lemniscate. Please forgive me as I get used to his personality!


    [color=#E2F7CC]CONFRONTATION:
    • Medium — Powerful & Ruthless — Has a lot of combat tactics
    • Is rather reckless with his fighting abilities
    • Doesn't fight unless provoked
    • Never quits fights unless/until the other gives in
    • Attack in [color=#E2F7CC]#E2F7CC or else you may be ignored

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]As soon as more of the bloodclanners came up she lifted the camera and took photos. She didn't know that she should've asked for permission to do such a thing, she just wanted to make dolls of them later. She placed the photos to the side and sat up straight with a smile on her maw. "Hello, hello I'm Baby Doll! Hello~" she greeted with her tail wagging like crazy. It wasn't enough to tear her stitches but it could've. Baby flicked an ear and turned to her new creation, holding the doll up to them. "Look look!"

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