~ Although we are not humans, we are very much the same, and yet, so very different. We have souls, and hearts, and brains of our very own, and though they may not be visible to human eyes, that does not necessarily mean that they are not there. We live and breathe and love, just as you do, though, we are not human. The name that you humans have given us - my people, and me - we are called.. Dolls. ~
My name is Rosie. I'm here to tell you a story, one that is, as silly as it may sound, all too real.
There once was a man named Alexandre, who one day showed up out of nowhere in a large city. He was about thirty-five when he moved there, and he was a very strange, anti-social man. No one ever saw him leave his house, and yet he always seemed to pay his rent on time and had money for materials to craft his dolls. As far as his neighbors knew, he had no job.
There are few things known about Alexandre, however, the one thing everyone knew was that he had an odd obsession with dolls - he spoke to them, had tea with them, dressed them and did their laundry, treated them as if they were alive. Though, he treated one of his dolls differently from the rest.. it had long, brown, wavy hair, and brown eyes. It's red lips were curved into a smile, and it's cheeks were rosy. It always wore a long, red and white dress and had red roses decorating its hair. Around it's neck was a lovely silver chain, and attached to the end of it was a beautiful, breathtaking rosy-pink colored gem, which was warm to the touch. He often called it his 'daughter'. People tried to avoid him. He lived in the city for fifty years.
At age eighty-five, Alexandre passed away.
Oddly enough, his dolls had gone missing from his home. There were a few reports of carefully crafted cases arriving at shops and doorsteps, each one containing a single, high-quality doll. A majority of these people threw the dolls away, or sold them. However, what they don't realize is that, receiving an Alexandre doll is a blessing.. it is a very special thing.
It's a shame they don't understand this.
Recently, I'm afraid that the dolls have been acting rather oddly.
My friend Mr. Pierre has told me that his doll, Olivier, has been afraid to sleep at night - even in his case. He says that it is not safe for him anymore - or for any of the dolls, for that matter.
Apparently there is a strange new collection of dolls that has come out recently - the Adrien Collection - and it is extremely rare. Supposedly, there are a very small few unique dolls in this collection.
Olivier says they, too, are alive, and their 'mother', Cressida, holds possession of the Glade Stone - an emerald-green stone, which is warm to the touch. Like the Rosa stone, it grants life to the dolls.
However, it oddly causes strange things to happen to the dolls.
They either grow black wings, or goat horns, sometimes elven ears and the tail(s) of an animal! Their eyes were usually purple or red, and their hair was black, red, silver, or purple.
The Alexandre dolls seem terrified of the Adrien dolls, and say that they are out to get them. They seem to be able to tell when an Adrien doll is near, and when this happens, they cower and try to hide.
I, along with the other masters of Alexandre dolls, am concerned for the safety of my doll..
Recently Mr. Pierre has come to me, saying that Olivier has explained something odd about the rings that they give their masters.
In both cases, the ring that a doll gives their master creates a special bond between them.
But that's not all.
It seems that the ring gives a doll master strange powers - usually elemental powers, but not always.It turns out that, the purpose for this, is so that the master can protect his or her doll from danger.
It is a gift, from their mother.
The power is hidden until the doll is in a dangerous situation, and so, the powers of the Alexandre doll masters have awoken inside of them, so that they may protect their dolls from the Adrien Collection.
I must admit, I'm not looking forward to having to use them...
Hello everyone, my name is Rainy, and I must welcome you all to this RPG - The Dolls.
As the name suggests, this RPG is about dolls - however they are not plain, ordinary dolls, but LIVING dolls.
These dolls are usually live-sized, so if they were modeled after an 8-year-old, they would be about that size. There are male and female dolls.
The RPG takes place sometime around the 1880s.
Character selection time~ You may be a Doll, a Doll's Master, or a regular old human, or all three if you prefer. You may have as many characters as you would like to have.
[NEW] Please let me know whether your doll/master is Alexandre or Adrien, so that I may say so in the list!!
-No powerplaying or godmoding
-No fighting, no biting
-Respect the mods and me
-Follow the rules
-Type intelligently. Keep text talk to a minimum, and mind your spelling and grammar, please
-Ask questions if you are confused
-Make bios, either in a project or in the comments. Please state the Doll(s) that your Doll Master has, or the Master that your Doll(s) have/has
-Please, no ghosts or voodoo or anything like that.
Mods, active members:
Doll Masters: Casidy Ignine(Cure)
Mr. Pierre Bazin(Me)
Doll Masters: Lacrimosa(Cure)
Humans: Timothy Ignine(Cure)
Mr. Alfred Smith(Cure)
*NEW* RECENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS -
Your questions, answered~
News: UPDATED PLOT!! :D