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                    * and, i am the devil that you forgot … ! 

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                   they looked so sad and lonely, i sold my soul for poetry…                                          this hell is members only, why did i say okie-doki?

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                      ♫ I WANT TO GET CLOSE TO YOU,                   YOU ARE MY DREAM COME TRUE ~! ♫ ❤

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                      ♫ I WANT TO GET CLOSE TO YOU,                   YOU ARE MY DREAM COME TRUE ~! ♫ ❤

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                      ♫ I WANT TO GET CLOSE TO YOU,                   YOU ARE MY DREAM COME TRUE ~! ♫ ❤

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      *    /   and   God   made   eve   from   adam's   rib,  and  eve  was  weak  .

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i don’t have icons rn obvs so min will have to do, but, uhhhh. i’ve been watching the carrie musical, right? and like. what if a made a dead by daylight-based carrie muse, perhaps. would any of u interact w/ her 

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i really need to start doing things here again, bc i’ve had so much muse, but i’ve been mostly vibing over in me and cat’s  deltarune rpc discord server! which uh. join us, perhaps? lmao

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surrounded by a messily made moat of fluffy pillows and heavy blankets, miko sits in the middle of it all, curled up with a little music box in her lap. it creaks and skips, obviously aged, but well-loved, so it sings it’s song nonetheless. the girl hums along, softly. 🔥

a little ballerina slowly spins in time, giving her the illusion of movement, of dancing; yet her feet stay planted in one position… the floorboards creak, and miko jumps a bit in surprise, causing the chain from ankle to bed-post to rattle. 🔥

“ oh! a visitor? how kind… state yourself, won’t you? ” she asks, since, well. it was true that the blindfolded girl could see more then you’d think, thanks to her studies of magic, but. it was still only silhouettes, no detail. her curiosity peaked, she carefully shuts her music box. 🔥

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ducky’s shadowed eye stays locked on the darkened path ahead, their escape route still partly visible from their hiding spot, tucked away. she holds her breath, straining her ears, listening, trying to make sure their assailant really wasn’t coming right back. 🔥  

ducky offers her hand to her companion, without much thought, even a glance. it seemed only natural, really. (or, maybe she’s just been hanging around mono too much? well, semantics. ) 🔥

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ah, shit. they said something nice, she should say something back, huh? it’s not that she doesn’t want too, it’s just that she’s really bad at this. c’mon, ducky, something, anything! she steels herself before she reaches out, a small hand now set on the others shoulder, and ducky, oh ducky, of course, ever so eloquent with words, she says– 🔥

“ i, um. don’t want you to die? “  (…okay, so, maybe not ‘anything’. she internally cringes at herself, and while her expression stays ambiguous to her best ability, the reddening tips of her ears say the rest. why did she, of all things, have to say that?) 🔥

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ducky wrenches her arm, she kicks and squirms, trying desperately to escape from the bullies porcelain grip, but. with a fistful of hair, they only laugh, the sound sickly childish, as if the struggle was really just another game on the playground. pulling hair, pulling limbs, she’s held back by the two faux-kids on either side, and forced to watch as the others surround her companion. 🔥

her heartbeat beats, thuds in her chest, the bullies weren’t exactly the type to stop once someone’s cried ‘uncle’, after all. (she has to do something.)  🔥

“ stop! ” ducky calls, her usual quiet rasp quickly raises in volume, to match her mounting panic, “ let go, get away from them, just…!-- ” no one noticed how the shadows begun to unnaturally twitch and stutter, no one noticed how they begun creeping closer and closer. and, even if they did, it was already far, far too late. 🔥

“ STOP! ” what comes next happens so fast it’s a little disorienting. darkness engulfs the area, and then there’s screaming, then crashing, and cracking, and– by the time the other can even begin to process what’s happening, the lights slowly flicker back to life, and reveal the damage done. the smashed, broken bodies of all five of the bullies lay scattered at their feet, and. even ducky herself looks caught off guard. 🔥

she’s frozen in place for a few seconds, but. does eventually snap herself out of it, shaking her head before hurrying to her friend’s side. she reaches for them, to make sure they’re alright, but hesitates a little, unsure of herself. “ …hey, are you okay? ” she says, so soft compared to the moment prior. 🔥

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the flashlight her companion bared had long-since broken, so ducky resorted to using her powers to keep any mannequin attackers at bay. and, well. after watching a few of the others be simply torn apart, even they, in their confused state, knew when to give up. (trying to pick on the girl with shadow magic in a pitch black room probably wasn’t their best plan anyway, admittedly.) 🔥

“ yeah, run away, you wimps! run with your tails between your legs! ” ducky shouts after the patients making their get-away, proud, with a slowly growing toothy grin. she continues, “ that’s right! go and tell your stupid doctor, that–! “ “ …that, i. you… ” her words slur together, and then trail off completely. 🔥

she’s been hit with a wave of dizziness, her vision blurring momentarily as everything begins to sway, ‘whoa–’ she mumbles, and. the next thing she knows? she’s sitting on the floor, propped up by her hand. (she must’ve blacked out, for a second.) 🔥

something warm but static-y feeling begins to messily drip from her nose, droplets making fuzzy little pools on the linoleum floor below. 🔥

“ okay, ” she says, “ i think. i think i kinda overdid it there. ” (ducky’s voice often times made it easy to forget her size, with how easily it filled the room around her, but. in that moment, it’s just small.) 🔥

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i finally finished ducky’s scar ref! poor girls got a lot of em so, asdfghjkl--

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       a storm is coming. that coat should come in useful.

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this is a more ‘official’ version of the post i made awhile back, abt how the other three bosses fit into the whole tower/thinman scheme thing!

>the hunter is someone that helps gather up and transport the cities children so they can be taken to the tower. along with making quick work of any possible escapees from the school, hospital, etc etc. he’s ‘paid’ in parts for his collection of strange taxidermy, some human, some not. (hence the mannequin pieces from the hospital found in his attic.)

>the teacher, obviously, works at the schoolhouse, educating and straightening out the rather unruly doll-children/‘bullies’ made there. >she’s possibly the absent guardian of the pretender, along with (as we know him) the hanging man? this is based off a family portrait, plus a few other paintings you can find in the nest. >the janitor used to work for the teacher/the school, he was known as the toymaker, in charge of actually making the the doll-children.

>sometimes, the signal isn’t a hundred percent effective, and people can snap out of it’s control, for brief periods of time. unable to handle seeing their world for what it truly is, they turn to the doctor for help, hoping he’ll be able to ‘fix them’. and, well. he… certainly does! in a way, i guess. >hobbled together from human bodies and mannequin parts, they’re turned into hopefully mindless drones. some patients are left to do the doctor’s bidding around the hospital, and some are sent off to the tower to help keep the machinery running, (similar to a nome’s jobs on the maw). that, and watching over the trapped/sleeping children there.

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sooo, i have some thoughts abt time loop stuff, this time about how ducky and dolly met in each one–since it was always a lil different, y’know?

first loop/original: they saw each other for the first time during one of ducky’s many attempts to escape the hunter. but, then met more officially in the hunters cabin, and they escape into the city together. (then, they head to the school)

(incomplete second loop, ducky’s death)

second loop: ducky avoided capture/escaped the wilderness all on her own, but got snatched up by the teacher instead. she’s held at the school until she can eventually be shipped off to the tower, but. at some point, she meets dolly (who’s also trapped there), and convinces him to escape with her. (and then, to the hospital)

(incomplete third loop, dolly’s death)

third loop/final: dolly again, avoids capture/escapes the wilderness alone, but ends up at the hospital first, instead of the school. there, he finds the doctor about to experiment on ducky, but manages to distract him long enough that he can free her, and they escape together. (then, they head to the school)

also, an idea abt the time loop i had/in ref to dash stuff: by the final go around, the loop is. starting to become a little unstable. bc like, the phantom kids are what’s powering the signal tower, and ducky + dolly have been freeing them, so. y'know. the effects of this can vary, but! it does open up the possibly of other stuff ‘break -ing’, like seven not dying/him escaping and meeting up with ducky, them finding braids in the city somewhere too, etc etc! like, as it all sorta comes to a head™

(and, it ends when the ex-phantom kids they saved throughout each circle-back come to help them escape the signal tower alive, etc etc)