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The Dollhouse Meme

It arrived as a gift, though there's no way to tell who sent it. "A dollhouse? Who sends a dollhouse?" But you've opened it anyway, and now nothing is the same.

The Dollhouse Meme
In whatever setting, for whatever reason, your character has received an enchanted dollhouse. Much like Pandora's Box, opening the house unleashes a flood of magic, transforming them into a doll. Is it a quick transformation? A slow one? Will your character be able to retain their sense of self with a body made of cloth or plastic? And what about the other person? A concerned friend perhaps, horrified at the nature of the transformation and hoping to break the curse? Or were you instead the one who arranged to eliminate a rival? What will you do with your new living toy?

Please remember to state preferences in the body of your original comment! It's important to remain respectful to everyone's particular limits. This meme is open to smut or non-smut options, so be sure to state which you are looking for.

Pick an option, or have an RNG link if you prefer.

01. Baby Doll - Baby needs to be held and cared for. It certainly cannot walk on its own, or even feed itself. It needs a patient Mommy or Daddy to take care of it and teach it all about the world.

02. Barbie Doll - Barbie has fun! Barbie has spunk! Barbie is tanned and plastic and always ready to slip into the tallest high heels! She loves to dress in all kinds of clothes and wear lots of makeup and smile! She's just not so smart. Math is hard, okay?

03. Blowup Doll - A smooth-skinned lightweight utility designed for primarily for raw use. As it is an inflatable model, conversation would be sparse.

04. Mannequin - The art model. It's fully poseable, with articulation lines running along all its important joints. But the mannequin is intended for display. With bondage more intimate than the tightest ropes, this doll is rendered incapable of more resistance than a handful of muffled noises while being posed and manipulated at its owner's will.

05. Porcelain Doll - The delicate decoration, white-skinned and fragile. Though this model lacks the ability to bear rough handling, it is the perfect armpiece, speaking softly and deferring to its owner in all things, a model of the Victorian angel in the house.

06. Rag Doll - Comfort is the nature of this doll. It's been stuffed from head to toe, in a cozy felt body with soft yarn hair. It won't be a terribly dexterous model, lacking the detail for proper fingers, and the button eyes may prove disturbing for some, but for good times and bad it can be the best friend a doll can provide.

07. Real Doll - The android. This doll has been constructed of the finest in modern technology. It has been programmed literate in any field, sculpted to look like a perfect human figure, flawless latex covering unbreakable steel. Welcome to the uncanny valley, Master. How may I serve you?

08. Voodoo Doll - The vengeance doll. This doll is thoroughly featureless and lacking will and autonomy. It exists to be caused pain. Had a bad day at work? Prick your voodoo doll and wish harm on your boss. Stuck in traffic too long? Take out your aggressions on your doll. Perhaps in time, your doll will even come to enjoy the beatings. Filled with real blood or a stuffing alternative, at the buyer's discretion.

09. Another Doll There are plenty of other doll-type figures out there. Scarecrow? Amigurumi figure? Paper doll? Go wild! (Or feel free to adjust one of the given options to suit you.)

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[Open for smut, horror, or just plain weirdness. Men preferred, though!]

[Let's see how he deals with this! He has a fear of dolls.]

[smut or nonsmut, but smut is really unlikely.]

Edited 2012-08-10 23:56 (UTC)

[Open for any type of scenario, but smut will only be with men, and even that depends on what kind of doll is rolled.]

[Smut with ladies is preferred but otherwise, OTA!]

[Open for smut and non-smut]

Edited 2012-08-10 23:46 (UTC)

[Cyuss had only left Garry alone for a few minutes, long enough for him to check out a few of the rooms on his own. It was no good, though. He didn't have any keys, and the rooms he could enter were filled with living pieces of art. It didn't feel safe, to say the least. And even if Garry seemed kind of useless, it was probably better to travel in groups, right? They both had roses. Somehow, this creepy museum world was in between both of theirs, and they both needed to get out.

Surely, it couldn't be that hard.

He knocked before entering the storage room, just as he told Garry he would when he returned to avoid freaking him out. Hopefully, he'd made some headway with all of the boxes in the room.]

Yo, man. You find anything yet?

[ooc; Sob, it's been a while since I've played Ib. I hope this works? And since I assume Garry will be becoming the doll (unless they both bad-end here), I'll leave the actual roll up to you.]

[I don't know that Diamond would do well as a doll-type, but he most certainly wouldn't mind having one. He's an upper-class man with elegant tastes, and would prefer that his things be equally elegant.
Men and women both welcome, but if you're looking for smut then women have the more IC chance. (That's not saying we can't find a way to work around the character's preferences) Feel free to PM me if you want to work something out beforehand; I'll definitely be able to give more options if I know who's interested.]

[No option #3 or smut please.]

[The knock still catches him off guard. He whirls around to face the door as it opens. Oh, it's just Cyuss. Good. Garry has been digging through the boxes. Various toys are arranged on the floor. Every box is filled with children's toys.]

Oh..Nothing we can use, sadly.

[He carefully opens another box and finds a rather pristine looking dollhouse. It seems heavier than he expected, so of course, he opens it. For a moment everything is all well and good, but then a blinding light shoots from the confines of the house. He drops the toy, making a strange, rather unmanly noise before falling on his behind. wow. Something isn't right, though, his joints feel..stiffer.]

[ooc; yeah this works fine! :D; ]

[Cyuss carefully walks closer, making sure not to step on any of the toys. He's pretty sure they shouldn't be breaking things, so it's a bit of a relief that there isn't anything broken on the floor. Yet. He's about halfway to his fellow prisoner by the time the next box is opened.

And, well, that doesn't look good. He scrambles closer, moving to pick up and close the dollhouse before bothering to help Garry up. His main priority is to just shove that thing back in a box, first and foremost.]

What the hell, man?! What did you just do?

[So much for concern.]

[ooc; in before he has to break Garry to solve a puzzle 8D]

good with all

[open to horror, crack, trauma, etc, but no serious smut]

[I am very open to most things, including violence/horror/mindscrew, and though I'm okay with sexual situations I'm incapable of writing smut and prefer to gloss over the details. Feel free to PM for clarification or to set something up!]

[What did he just do?]

I..I don't know.

[His voice comes out quieter, stranger. He just feels..sick..and well, he feels even sicker when his flesh starts turning to porcelain. First his fingertips go. The numbness sets in. Horrified, he stares as the porcelain as it grows to encase his arm.]

Ah! It's..d-doing something to me!

[ooc; oh god]

[Dreams still cling like fading cobwebs as Usagi slowly awakens, uncertain at first where she is and why-- had she fallen asleep in class? No, for she's far too comfortable, lying down and not leaning against a hard surface. Or is it morning and she overslept? Surely not, not without her mother or Shingo coming in to wake her up, and the light is all wrong anyway.

Reluctantly, for leaving sleep and dreams and the soft warmth of blankets is somewhat unappealing at the moment, she opens her eyes a little more and in an instant her attention falls upon something unfamiliar. A... dollhouse? Surely it isn't hers, she's never owned anything of the sort. But something about the thing and its exquisite craftsmanship is enough to catch and hold her eye, to make her rise, to move closer and investigate with half-drowsy fascination.]

[and it's your move, robot girl]

[It was fortunate that she didn't remember. She'd probably be impossibly upset if she did. All that fighting and struggle, just to sink into the Galaxy Cauldron, where all things could be reborn. Even the things Serenity killed.

It was easy to catch her off-guard when the fighting was over. She'd been exhausted and disoriented, easy lured away with the power of his third eye. As he'd done before he was murdered, he dressed her in a gown fitting her regal nature and simply watched her sleep away his influence. It was his energy that kept her sedated still, that propelled her closer to the delicate toy.

He preferred to watch, for now, lingering in the doorway as his lovely conquest crept closer to her undoing. He looked forward to breaking her at least as completely as she'd broken him.]

[He doesn’t know what’s happening, but Cyuss is such a nice guy that he’s going to take a few steps back. Just in case it’s contagious. He doesn’t recognize that as porcelain right away, but still...what the hell?]

Well...make it stop doing something! Before your whole arm freaks out!

[His tail swishes back and forth, agitated and maybe just a little frightened himself. This isn’t the kind of thing a gladiator is really prepared for.]

[It really is the most lovely dollhouse she'd ever seen, more like a castle than a mansion, and obviously built by an expert. Like something from a fairy tale, something that belongs to a princess, drifts through her mind in a fleeting thought as she reaches out without consciously willing it, hooking a fingernail under the clasp and pulling it free.

The interior of the dollhouse is just as finely worked as the outside, but for several moments after she opens it Usagi can hardly appreciate that fact, for as soon as it slid open something had happened. Something she couldn't quite describe, like being swamped by a wave of cold seawater, like a gust of typhoon-force wind, shocking enough to take her breath away and yet not stir so much as a hair of her head.

At last she remembers to breathe, giving a soft shudder as she does and wondering why she feels so cold. And why-- why, that doll! The doll resting in a graceful tumble on the floor of one of the rooms as though she had fallen asleep, the one dressed... much like herself? How very peculiar is that....]

[Maria found no amusement in such sentimental creations of man. She could almost spit on this dollhouse, if she could. How it reminded her of Rotwang's dilapidated home, it was amusing in its simplicity.]

Quaint. I am to assume this is yours.

[She reached down to fiddle with the contents when she felt herself become less...stiff. She began feeling lighter, a weight lifted on her body. Is this how humans feel? But no, she did not feel flesh, it was more light...]

What have you done.

[Her words were harsh and direct, lacking in fear.]

You may touch it if you wish.

[His voice is soft when he finally speaks, a tone that could easily be mistaken for compassion if not for the cold stare in his eyes.]

She's a lovely doll, isn't she? It's all right if you want to hold on to her. She might teach you some things.

[They were important lessons indeed. The doll would teach her skin to tighten and lose its impurities. It would sculpt her body into more perfect curves and keep it from bending except from designated points of articulation. It would spin her hair into silk and educate her from the cellular level and beyond. He hoped Serenity was capable of paying attention.]

[Invisible option 10: Toy Story. You've woken up as a doll. Maybe you're pretty sure you're not suppose to be one, but a bunch of other people who look like dolls and toys and well-articulated figures are going to try and walk you through this.]

I know this might be hard to get at first, so I'll say it again... You really are a toy.

[That voice--

Her hand halts as she reaches, fingertips just resting on the porcelain figure, as something about the voice touches off memories, emotions, but even as she grasps at them they fade, just as quickly as her dreams had upon waking. There is something she cannot quite identify, something terribly important, and then a moment later it is gone, leaving her with only the vague recollection that there is something she must do. Something that she has forgotten which should never have been.

She must...

Must...

And then the coolness against her fingers reminds her: ah! The doll.

Peculiarly enough, though, even as she lifts the delicate thing from its resting place her hands don't seem to quite want to obey her will; it's more difficult than it should be, and reluctant to drop or break it, Usagi finally cradles it in both hands (hands which, without her conscious realization, have now half-frozen into that position) and examines it closely.]

Teach... me?

[Only then does he approach her, once her mannerisms begin to stiffen. The prince strides to her and cups her chin in one hand, forcing her to look at him.]

Yes, teach you. You're learning so well already, Serenity. I'm quite proud of you.

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