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WARNING! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! THIS DOLL CONTAINS SOME TRIGGERING SITUATIONS! IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THESE ITEMS PLEASE DO NOT CLICK THE DOLL! I AM NOT AIMING TO HARM ANYONE! I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR ACTIONS!
I felt like that was needed. I've been feeling incredibly down lately (I've actually just started feeling better a few days ago), and I've been looking for an outlet. So I decided why not use Pandora? She's my only outlet. I had been in the mood to draw something bloody, and then this doll came to mind. I'm actually quite pleased with it. The blood on her arms, not so much.. Though I love the blood from her mouth and on her chin
And I am in love with her hairstyle ;u; I might make that an alternate hairstyle of hers~
The wings have no meaning to them, I just left them, because they were beautiful~ And I didn't change the rose either.
The major changes I made to this doll were the face and the knife
This does have a story with it, so I'll try my best to put it into words?
The evening was lovely. Everything was perfect on her first date with Justin. She had been watching him for some time. People would go as far as calling it stalking, but she referred to it as "observing without being noticed". Though when she was noticed, it wasn't like anything she had imagined. He was actually really kind, and offered to take her out. She jumped immediately on the offer, and now here they were, sitting in a fancy restaurant on their first date.
They had just finished eating their meal, and now were engaging in small talk, getting to know one another. Everything was well. They discussed their likes and their dislikes. Mentions of families came up and things got awkward, but they got through that quickly. Now Justin was explaining about his upbringing and his strong beliefs in Lord Death.
Though an empty expression came to Pandora's face, she found it hard to believe in some guy in a cape.
"You know what you believe in, is a lie, right?" She asked. "There is no 'Lord' Death." She made air quotes with her fingers, and folded her hands on the table. "He just wants you to think he's all high and mighty, when really, he can't do shit."
Justin didn't take kindly to her statement. He frowned, and shook his head. "That's not really fair." He stated. "I'm allowed my own beliefs, right? So please, respect them."
She pursed her lips and tilted her head. "But you can't see that it's fake? It's very obvious.." She stated.
Justin was tired of hearing about it, and he didn't want to listen to it anymore. He gave a forced smile, and placed the money for the bill in the small book the waiter had dropped by. He folded his napkin and set it on the table as he stood. "This evening was lovely. But I have somewhere I need to be." He said, through clenched teeth, trying to remain as polite as he could.
He turned, and walked away from the table, leaving her in silence. He didn't have to worry about her getting a ride home, they had walked to the restaurant.
She sat in silence, watching his retreating form, as confusion spread across her face. She hadn't realized what she said hurt him, but she could tell he was upset. "Justin.." She whispered softly.
An strange feeling overcame her, and she felt a high level of anger. Someone had upset her crush - more like obsession - and they didn't try to make it right with him. She balled her hands into fists, and reached for the steak knife on the table. "Someone is going to pay.." She growled. "Someone hurt my Justin."
She stood, and hurried out one of the side doors of the restaurant, and into an alley way. Her eyes were wide, and filled with anger, as they darted around, searching for the person who hurt the one she loved.
"You did it." A voice said. She snapped her head in the other direction and searched for the voice.
"Who said that?!" She growled.
"I did."
She continued to search. "Where are you?! Come out of hiding!" She called.
"I'm not hiding. Haven't you figured it out yet? I'm your sanity." Her eyes widened, realizing that the voice was in fact in her own head. "And you hurt him. You hurt your precious Justin." The voice taunted.
"No! No, no! No I didn't!" She screamed, and grabbed at her hair with her empty hand.
"But you did! And now he won't forgive you."
Her eyes were wide, and she raised the knife in her hand. She turned her wrist over, and began stabbing the blade into her flesh repeatedly. A grin broke out on her face.
"I hurt him! I hurt him, and now I have to make it better!" She laughed, watching as the blood poured over her arm. The insanity she was slipping into made her numb to the pain. She stabbed her arm until it was unrecognizable, and then she repeated the process on her other arm. Once she was finished, she stood in a pool of blood, her arms throbbing. She wasn't sure how she was still alive, but she didn't let that thought remain for long.
"I hurt him.. I have to apologize. I have to make him forgive me." She stumbled out of the alley, and down the sidewalk. Her vision was blurred, and she was on a mission. Though it didn't take her long to find her target, as she knew his routine rather well. When he wanted to be alone, he visited a small park, and stood by the fountain.
She cut him off, standing in front of him, her arms a mutilated mess, and the bloody knife at her side. Her eyes were still wide, and a twisted grin was plastered to her face.
His eyes widened seeing her form. "Pandora, what happened to you?! What happened to your arms?!" He asked, throwing his hands up defensively, and taking a few steps back. The sight of the knife scared him, he didn't know what she was capable of.
She took a few steps towards him, only to stop and pluck a rose off of a nearby bush. She held it in front of her, as her eyes locked onto his. "I'm sorry. I hurt you. Forgive me, Justin! I can't live with the guilt." She took a few more steps forward, and he took a few steps back.
"Please.. Put the knife down Pandora.. W-We can talk.." He stuttered. "Please.. I.. I don't like seeing you hurt.." He frowned.
Her smile faltered seeing the fear in his eyes and the frown on his face. "You're hurt more because of me." She stated. Her grin immediately reappeared, and she raised the knife, pressing the blade to her throat. "I won't hurt you anymore!" She said, as she proceeded to drag the knife across her throat. She felt the warm liquid run down her skin, and chest. She could feel the warmth and taste the iron as the blood invaded her mouth. She continued to grin as the blood pooled over, and trickled down her chin, and down the inside of her throat into her own lungs.
"I'm... sorry.." She choked out, as she clutched the rose with her remaining strength. The petals began to fall, as she sank to her knees, the smile forever plastered on her face, and her eyes wide with the insanity that corrupted her mind. The last thing she heard and saw was Justin running towards her, tears in his eyes, as he screamed out her name, and then everything went black.
Phew, that was longer than I thought, but I hope it's good ;;
But uh.. yeah.. Enjoy?
Pandora (C) Me
Justin Law/Soul Eater (C) Atsushi Okubo
Base (C) ULTI-Bases
fav.me/d7lk7ox
I felt like that was needed. I've been feeling incredibly down lately (I've actually just started feeling better a few days ago), and I've been looking for an outlet. So I decided why not use Pandora? She's my only outlet. I had been in the mood to draw something bloody, and then this doll came to mind. I'm actually quite pleased with it. The blood on her arms, not so much.. Though I love the blood from her mouth and on her chin
And I am in love with her hairstyle ;u; I might make that an alternate hairstyle of hers~The wings have no meaning to them, I just left them, because they were beautiful~ And I didn't change the rose either.
The major changes I made to this doll were the face and the knife
This does have a story with it, so I'll try my best to put it into words?
The evening was lovely. Everything was perfect on her first date with Justin. She had been watching him for some time. People would go as far as calling it stalking, but she referred to it as "observing without being noticed". Though when she was noticed, it wasn't like anything she had imagined. He was actually really kind, and offered to take her out. She jumped immediately on the offer, and now here they were, sitting in a fancy restaurant on their first date.
They had just finished eating their meal, and now were engaging in small talk, getting to know one another. Everything was well. They discussed their likes and their dislikes. Mentions of families came up and things got awkward, but they got through that quickly. Now Justin was explaining about his upbringing and his strong beliefs in Lord Death.
Though an empty expression came to Pandora's face, she found it hard to believe in some guy in a cape.
"You know what you believe in, is a lie, right?" She asked. "There is no 'Lord' Death." She made air quotes with her fingers, and folded her hands on the table. "He just wants you to think he's all high and mighty, when really, he can't do shit."
Justin didn't take kindly to her statement. He frowned, and shook his head. "That's not really fair." He stated. "I'm allowed my own beliefs, right? So please, respect them."
She pursed her lips and tilted her head. "But you can't see that it's fake? It's very obvious.." She stated.
Justin was tired of hearing about it, and he didn't want to listen to it anymore. He gave a forced smile, and placed the money for the bill in the small book the waiter had dropped by. He folded his napkin and set it on the table as he stood. "This evening was lovely. But I have somewhere I need to be." He said, through clenched teeth, trying to remain as polite as he could.
He turned, and walked away from the table, leaving her in silence. He didn't have to worry about her getting a ride home, they had walked to the restaurant.
She sat in silence, watching his retreating form, as confusion spread across her face. She hadn't realized what she said hurt him, but she could tell he was upset. "Justin.." She whispered softly.
An strange feeling overcame her, and she felt a high level of anger. Someone had upset her crush - more like obsession - and they didn't try to make it right with him. She balled her hands into fists, and reached for the steak knife on the table. "Someone is going to pay.." She growled. "Someone hurt my Justin."
She stood, and hurried out one of the side doors of the restaurant, and into an alley way. Her eyes were wide, and filled with anger, as they darted around, searching for the person who hurt the one she loved.
"You did it." A voice said. She snapped her head in the other direction and searched for the voice.
"Who said that?!" She growled.
"I did."
She continued to search. "Where are you?! Come out of hiding!" She called.
"I'm not hiding. Haven't you figured it out yet? I'm your sanity." Her eyes widened, realizing that the voice was in fact in her own head. "And you hurt him. You hurt your precious Justin." The voice taunted.
"No! No, no! No I didn't!" She screamed, and grabbed at her hair with her empty hand.
"But you did! And now he won't forgive you."
Her eyes were wide, and she raised the knife in her hand. She turned her wrist over, and began stabbing the blade into her flesh repeatedly. A grin broke out on her face.
"I hurt him! I hurt him, and now I have to make it better!" She laughed, watching as the blood poured over her arm. The insanity she was slipping into made her numb to the pain. She stabbed her arm until it was unrecognizable, and then she repeated the process on her other arm. Once she was finished, she stood in a pool of blood, her arms throbbing. She wasn't sure how she was still alive, but she didn't let that thought remain for long.
"I hurt him.. I have to apologize. I have to make him forgive me." She stumbled out of the alley, and down the sidewalk. Her vision was blurred, and she was on a mission. Though it didn't take her long to find her target, as she knew his routine rather well. When he wanted to be alone, he visited a small park, and stood by the fountain.
She cut him off, standing in front of him, her arms a mutilated mess, and the bloody knife at her side. Her eyes were still wide, and a twisted grin was plastered to her face.
His eyes widened seeing her form. "Pandora, what happened to you?! What happened to your arms?!" He asked, throwing his hands up defensively, and taking a few steps back. The sight of the knife scared him, he didn't know what she was capable of.
She took a few steps towards him, only to stop and pluck a rose off of a nearby bush. She held it in front of her, as her eyes locked onto his. "I'm sorry. I hurt you. Forgive me, Justin! I can't live with the guilt." She took a few more steps forward, and he took a few steps back.
"Please.. Put the knife down Pandora.. W-We can talk.." He stuttered. "Please.. I.. I don't like seeing you hurt.." He frowned.
Her smile faltered seeing the fear in his eyes and the frown on his face. "You're hurt more because of me." She stated. Her grin immediately reappeared, and she raised the knife, pressing the blade to her throat. "I won't hurt you anymore!" She said, as she proceeded to drag the knife across her throat. She felt the warm liquid run down her skin, and chest. She could feel the warmth and taste the iron as the blood invaded her mouth. She continued to grin as the blood pooled over, and trickled down her chin, and down the inside of her throat into her own lungs.
"I'm... sorry.." She choked out, as she clutched the rose with her remaining strength. The petals began to fall, as she sank to her knees, the smile forever plastered on her face, and her eyes wide with the insanity that corrupted her mind. The last thing she heard and saw was Justin running towards her, tears in his eyes, as he screamed out her name, and then everything went black.
Phew, that was longer than I thought, but I hope it's good ;;
But uh.. yeah.. Enjoy?
Pandora (C) Me
Justin Law/Soul Eater (C) Atsushi Okubo
Base (C) ULTI-Bases
fav.me/d7lk7ox
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Mature
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I love her hair and dress. She looks so pretty. :3