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By The Window [Open]
Nov 27, 2019 17:48:46 GMT
[attr="class","kbody"] [attr="class","kicon"]  [attr="class","ktitle"]By The Window [attr="class","kcontent"]If Lillian could, she would have sighed at that moment. Yet there were no lungs to heave. There was no movement to her chest. Nothing to relay how she felt, nothing to externalize all that she felt. This all begged the question whether the doll could feel anything at all. While she could not answer that question herself, there was no doubt that something bit at her psych. For something as mechanical as she was, she was taking longer than necessary to contemplate the mans words. Did the passing of time dull her senses or was there more complexity to her inner workings? This all came as a response to the man apologizing for her loss. That word, ‘Loss’, spun the gears of her mind in ways that noone could have imagined. In a life such as hers there was nothing to be lost. The cabin, the forest, and herself remained over countless decades. The only ‘loss’ she had experienced was that of her master. It remained a concept that she could not comprehend. What did it mean? Did her master vanish? Did he run away? The concept of death was too far from her. It was something that she never bothered to dwell on. Then what else could have happened to the man that had created her and left her to this life. It was not as if she had not thought of what her existence was without her master. But any ideas of going forward were without abandoning the cabin. There was never an idea to leave. She might wander off to gather flowers and herbs, but these actions were always followed by an intention to return. There was never a plan to leave, and this meant it was difficult for her to answer the strangers next questions. Will she follow a new master? To this she paused. At this point the tea was ready, and soon to be prepared. She had placed a cup down planning to fill it, but when the question struck her ears she paused and looked towards the man. Then she turned away. Her eyes moved away from the man and over to the chair she was sitting on moments earlier. Laid out next to the chair were countless books, some open, some closed, and others some mixture of the two. Then she shook her head and spoke. ”I.. Was created to serve. That is what I must do. Today. Tomorrow. For however long it may be.” Should the man look at the books she gazed at seconds before he would find that they covered an expansive array of topics. Geology, herbology, alchemy, history, culture, and more.
Notes: Sersi[attr="class","kinfo"] Words: A lot [attr="class","kpage"]4 [newclass=.kbody]background-color:#fff;width:300px;margin:auto;padding:5px;border:#ddd 1px solid;box-shadow:#565656 1px 1px 5px;[/newclass][newclass=.kicon img]margin:5px;border-radius:50%;overflow:hidden;border:0;[/newclass][newclass=.kicon]width:110px;margin:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.kcontent]font-family:tahoma;font-size:10px;color:#868686;padding:15px;padding-bottom:5px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.klink]width:300px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=.ktitle]color:#433A44;font-weight:bold;font-family:georgia;text-align:center;font-size:24px;border-bottom:#433A44 1px solid;letter-spacing:-2px;width:250px;margin:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.kinfo]padding:5px;color:white;font-family:tahoma;background-color:#433A44;font-size:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.kpage]display:inline-block;width:200px;color:white;text-align:right;[/newclass] |
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By The Window [Open]
Nov 26, 2019 19:00:50 GMT
[attr="class","kbody"] [attr="class","kicon"] [attr="class","ktitle"]By The Window [attr="class","kcontent"]Lillian might have ushered the unfamiliar man in, but she did not expect what was to follow. As he drifted away from the window and towards the door there was a look on her face that almost seemed to question where he had gone. With the window wide open she could not comprehend why anyone would have traveled so far out of their was as to use the door. Her eyes shifted and followed him until he was out of view. Only then did she pivot mechanically on her foot and step over to a nearby counter. There it could be seen that there was a small burner and teapot at the ready. Wordlessly, she grabbed the pot and lifted it towards a nearby sink. Nothing was said, and her eyes remained focused on the pot. Though something in her eyes suggest a wavering. Within the landscape of apathy that painted the automaton, there was something human. That part of her was affected by the man’s sudden intrusion. Alas, she was created to serve and no matter how she felt she would do that. By the time the foreign man had entered her domain she already had the kettle on the burner and was watching it carefully to ensure that nothing went wrong in its preparation. That solemn expression of hers only seemed to intensify upon his entry. Not because of his presence because of the question that he posed. Where was her master? And how long had she been alone? The most immediate answer she could give was turning towards the floating man and staring him in the eyes. Lillian was not human, but she was also not an idiot. The world and even the concept of time did not escape her. Was there something beating in her chest, at this moment it would have become tight, so tight that it would cripple her. Within the doll’s chest was nothing like it, and yet she felt something. There was a sensation that she could not put into words. It delayed her answer. ”He is.. Away. To battle. And.. Since he left.. Winter has come and left..” She spoke slowly with breaks every so often. As she spoke her volume lowered more and more. By the time she said her final words she was whispering, ”Nearly one hundred times now.”
Notes: Sersi[attr="class","kinfo"] Words: A lot [attr="class","kpage"]3 [newclass=.kbody]background-color:#fff;width:300px;margin:auto;padding:5px;border:#ddd 1px solid;box-shadow:#565656 1px 1px 5px;[/newclass][newclass=.kicon img]margin:5px;border-radius:50%;overflow:hidden;border:0;[/newclass][newclass=.kicon]width:110px;margin:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.kcontent]font-family:tahoma;font-size:10px;color:#868686;padding:15px;padding-bottom:5px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.klink]width:300px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=.ktitle]color:#433A44;font-weight:bold;font-family:georgia;text-align:center;font-size:24px;border-bottom:#433A44 1px solid;letter-spacing:-2px;width:250px;margin:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.kinfo]padding:5px;color:white;font-family:tahoma;background-color:#433A44;font-size:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.kpage]display:inline-block;width:200px;color:white;text-align:right;[/newclass] |
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By The Window [Open]
Nov 23, 2019 19:11:47 GMT
The movements were subtle, surprisingly so. These were not of the motions of a living being that was just rowsed from her sleep. Rather they were the meditated actions of a machine.
In less time than a blink the woman’s eyelids were open. They revealed the glassy jewels that were her eyes. Then once they were open there was no immediate response. Rather than the anxiety most would feel in this situation, she seemed quite calm as she stared forward for a moment. Gazing, unmoving—if not for her eyes opening it would remain difficult to tell there was life inside of her.
Then finally it happened—she tilted her head to the side. Not an emotion response, but an action that allowed her the best opportunity to observe the source of the sound that struck her ear.
Lily saw the person outside the window. She gazed at them not with any sort of apprehension, but with the most subtle recognition that they existed and they were standing just a few feet away. After a moment of staring like this, she pushed herself up from where she was seated. Not in the slow pace of a human fighting against their own flexibilities to reach a standing position, but with a sudden motion that carried her up to her feet and then forward and a unexpectedly swift pace.
This brought her to the window where she passed the person one more glance before reaching her hands forward and grabbing at the latch of the window. Within seconds it was pulled free from the wall, and the window was released. The silence that covered the cabin finally came to an end as this motion welcomed the sounds of the surrounding forests to enter.
What came next were words that made it obvious she had not heard the man. It was not him asking her if she was alright that got her standing. Rather, it was only the noise that struck the window. But now that they were standing face to face she would attempt to understand him by asking the following.
”Are you a guest of the master? Please. Come inside and I will prepare some tea.” In a mechanical way her arms were pulled up and posed in such a way to usher the stranger into the cabin.
There was no effort to direct him to the door of the place. No additional comment or question clarifying who he was. Lillian was built to serve any that would approach this cabin, and serve she would do.
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Kyou's Tracker
Oct 5, 2019 18:38:01 GMT
[attr="class","ktlbody"] [attr="class","ktlicon"]  [attr="class","ktltitle"]Threads [attr="class","ktlthreads"] [attr="class","ktlicon"]  [attr="class","ktltitle"]Character Arcs [attr="class","ktlheading"]I. Arc Name [attr="class","ktlthreads"] [attr="class","ktlicon"]  [attr="class","ktltitle"]Reoccurring Entities [attr="class","ktlheading"]N/A [attr="class","ktlthreads"]tba [attr="class","ktlname"]Lillian Fay [newclass=.ktlbody]background-color:#fff;width:300px;margin:auto;padding:5px;border:#ddd 1px solid;box-shadow:#565656 1px 1px 5px;[/newclass][newclass=.ktlicon img]margin:5px;border-radius:50%;overflow:hidden;border:0;width:75px;height:75px;[/newclass][newclass=.ktlicon]width:85px;margin:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.kcontent]font-family:tahoma;font-size:10px;color:#868686;padding:15px;padding-bottom:5px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.klink]width:300px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=.ktltitle]color:#433A44;font-weight:bold;font-family:georgia;text-align:center;font-size:24px;border-bottom:#433A44 1px solid;letter-spacing:-2px;width:250px;margin:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.ktlthreads]background-color:#e6e6e6;padding:3px;border:#d6d6d6 1px solid;font-family:Montserrat;text-align:justify;font-size:10px;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.ktlthreads a]color:#433A44;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:14px;text-transform:lowercase;letter-spacing:-1px;padding-left:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.ktlpage]font-family:Montserrat;font-size:14px;text-transform:lowercase;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.ktlheading]color:#433A44;font-weight:bold;font-family:georgia;text-align:center;font-size:16px;letter-spacing:-2px;width:250px;margin:auto;margin-bottom:3px;[/newclass][newclass=.ktlname]color:#433A44;font-family:Montserrat;font-weight:bold;text-align:right;[/newclass] |
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By The Window [Open]
Oct 2, 2019 22:46:45 GMT
edited on Oct 2, 2019 22:47:58 GMT by Lillian Fay
[attr="class","kbody"] [attr="class","kicon"] [attr="class","ktitle"]By The Window [attr="class","kcontent"]It is deep in the woods, far from society. In a region that posts the remnants of an old civilization. These are the remains of an old town. Buildings, roads, and stone walls that have been engulfed by the elements. There is no determining whether these places have been forgotten for decades or centuries. But it is in this untouched region where that resides.
Up the mountains from these forgotten homes. Travel through the woods and past a stream. There is a cabin that seems long abandoned. The trees grow into its walls. The vines and bushes grow around it. And yet it does not suffer the same damage that the other buildings face. Though it looks abandoned, at the same time there appears to be someone, or something, ensuring its prolonged existence.
But any travler to this region need not look far to find the one responsible for the cabin’s upkeep. The being responsible does not travel far from the place—she does not need to. Having no want for food or water, she has need reason, no obligation to leave the old home. Day in, and day out she takes care of the place. And even today that remains true.
Approaching the cabin it could be seen that it is a small place. There might have been three or four rooms in the whole place. On the way up to it would be a stone path, now covered in grass and foliage. There is an old style door, and not far are windows that some how have not suffered through the years. Walk close and there is one window in particular, wide as it is, that would allow guests a glimpse of the insides before they got too close.
It is there that they would find the one responsible. As the sun finds its way into the noon sky, travelers could be greeted with the form of a young woman seated on an old sofa. Her dress resembles something gothic, covering her arms, and torso in dark shades and her legs in black tights. Framing her face would be thick locks of a golden hair seeming almost to grow on forever.
Their complexion is pale. Their eyes are shut. There is no sign of movement as she rests there within the rays of rising sun. Watch for long and it would seem that this person was nothing more than part of the scenary, part of the cabin. An object on display to improve the decor. And yet while any could think that, the truth was that this was the one in charge of taking care of the old cabin. This was Lillian Fay, and when she was not cleaning and straightening the cabin, she was resting before another day of work.
Notes: ---[attr="class","kinfo"] Words: A lot [attr="class","kpage"]1 [newclass=.kbody]background-color:#fff;width:300px;margin:auto;padding:5px;border:#ddd 1px solid;box-shadow:#565656 1px 1px 5px;[/newclass][newclass=.kicon img]margin:5px;border-radius:50%;overflow:hidden;border:0;[/newclass][newclass=.kicon]width:110px;margin:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.kcontent]font-family:tahoma;font-size:10px;color:#868686;padding:15px;padding-bottom:5px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.klink]width:300px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=.ktitle]color:#433A44;font-weight:bold;font-family:georgia;text-align:center;font-size:24px;border-bottom:#433A44 1px solid;letter-spacing:-2px;width:250px;margin:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.kinfo]padding:5px;color:white;font-family:tahoma;background-color:#433A44;font-size:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.kpage]display:inline-block;width:200px;color:white;text-align:right;[/newclass] |
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Kyou Plotter
Oct 2, 2019 21:22:31 GMT
edited on Oct 2, 2019 21:22:53 GMT by Lillian Fay
[attr="class","klbody"] [attr="class","klicon2"]  [attr="class","kltitle"]A Note [attr="class","klcontent"]Before her first thread, Lillian has been left inside a small, secluded cabin for decades. All she knows about the outside world are from books that were written 80+ years ago. Add that her social skills are lacking. This said, she does try to be polite and understanding of anyone that she passes. That is what she was instructed to do by the alchemist years ago.
[attr="class","klicon2"]  [attr="class","kltitle"]Personality [attr="class","klcontent"]Lillian is a wallflower choosing to sit on the sidelines and watch others. Knowing that she is nothing more than a doll, she sees her roll in life as supporting those around her. Politely doing as she is asked with a smile. Whether she has her own goals or ambitions is yet to be determined. For now she appears aimlessly helping all that she encounters.
[attr="class","klicon2"]  [attr="class","kltitle"]Friends [attr="class","klcontent"]Friendship is a confusing topic for Lillian. It is not just that she has never had a friend. There's the added confusion that she does not understand why anyone would want to be friends with her. Would you be friends with an oven? Fridge? That's what she sees it similar to. While she will not actively decline any offers of friendship, she only accepts them to be polite.
[attr="class","klicon2"]  [attr="class","kltitle"]Family [attr="class","klcontent"]As a doll Lillian has no family. At least no family that she is aware of. But that does not mean there aren't other dolls that the alchemist brought to life. On that subject, the alchemist might also have family of his own that is interested in the alchemist's creation.
[attr="class","klicon2"]  [attr="class","kltitle"]Other [attr="class","klcontent"]Lillian will eventually decide to leave her cabin. When she does she will seek out a new person to serve. This could be a group of travelers, a guild, whoever finds use for her.
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GUILDLESS, Lillian Fay
Sept 29, 2019 22:47:29 GMT
edited on Sept 29, 2019 22:48:03 GMT by Lillian Fay
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Lillian Fay
[attr="class","infomain"] [attr="class","infosubtitle"] Basics NAME Lily [break] AGE 100 [break] PRONOUNS She / Her [break] SEXUAL ORIENTATION Asexual [break] RACE Living Doll [break] GUILD Guildless [break][break] [attr="class","infosubtitle"] OOC OOC NAME Kyou [break] FACE CLAIM CHARACTER Formidable [break] FACE CLAIM SERIES Azur Lane [break][break] [attr="class","infosubtitle"] Freeform Deep within the woods near Rhyolite Villag there exists a cabin. It has existed there for decades standing against the tests of time and the overgrowing woods around it. As trees and shrubs attempt to carve through it, it otherwise appears to be well-maintained. It is as if someone, or something, has not allowed it to fall apart. [break][break] Within this cabin there appears to be a young woman. Motionless for much of the day, she sits on an old sofa and stares for hours at a time. To any that would happen upon her and this place they would witness her pale skin and glass-like eyes. It would come as no surprise that they would think her to be a doll abandoned there. [break][break] But every so often this doll moves. She lifts herself from the sofa and proceeds to chores that any human would find necessary. Cleaning, straigtening, gardening. [break][break] Years earlier she had been the experiment of a young alchemist that lived in this place. Using unknown magic he attached a soul to the husk of a doll, and that was when she came into this world. The chores she finishes have been for him, and yet, decades ago he vanished. Leaving to take sell his machinations, he never returned. And yet the doll has not strayed from her normal duties. Ignorant of the time that has passed she spends her days completing the chores tasked to her. Then during the nights, when she is able, she takes to reading the many books the alchemist left behind. [break][break] Slowly, but surely, she has been learning the same art that brought her into this world. [break][break] --- [break][break] Notes:[break][break] Lillian's first name was given to her by the unnamed alchemist. Her last name was taken from a book she read in the cabin. [break][break] Lillian is five foot tall. She weighs about 100 lbs. [break][break] Her flesh has the texture of felt-like rubber. Her eyes and nails have the semblance of glass. [break][break] Lillian can sleep. When she is awake her eyes glow red. Otherwise they are mostly opaque. |
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