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37 Yr Old Non Binary Doll. All Characters are 18+ and have agreed to consent to everything i draw them doing 18+ Followers Only please Vtuber Account: @localroyalroach.bsky.social Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cw/InkyTurnKey

The Toy Maker just laughed at her cries and desire to look away. But she was forced to stay in place and watch every moment. "You cannot "Kill" the soul so to speak but you can effectively break it to the point it may as well be dead and gone." Amara her tormenter just laid there, At first Eliza was happy to see Amara hurt she deserved it. She did.....she deserved it. But seeing what was done to her. She would never wish that on anyone. "But you did Eliza...."
Amara the original displays longer and larger horns and wings that appear of blood. Her shadowy glamor never leaves her face and at times covers her entire face now. She is easy to pick out because she no longer displays any emotion or will. Aine said what happened to her can be said to be deserved but watching it she said she will never recover from.
"Under a dead unmoving sky, In the first hollowed tree, with roots taken hold in sand. My subjects scurried through fallowed halls to stoke fleeting flames in my unspoken name."
Despite appearances, Aine was soft spoken and always kind. A bit like Harbinger but.....more genuine more sincere. She told me once, that she chose this fate to become this "Monster" That she was now. To help the lost souls and give them a better chance at escaping their condemnation. "For my sin i would never move on, but i could move forward." .....
An UmaMusume Horse Girl standing with a hand on her hip dressed in a leather jacket and blue jeans. Wearing some cowgirl boots and a hat. She has a big silver belt buckle with a horse shoe on it.
"Do you know what its like? To be born from dreams but not allowed to have them?" "I love Humans, i love their wants, and needs, and their dreams." "I want them too." "But i can't have my own dreams."
Memories of Loved Ones, Your Home Town, Your Childhood crush, Your Pet Dog, Your Hopes, Your Dreams. Eventually she coveted them all. She craved to experience everything. Every memory you ever had she snipped, clipped and sheared away to take for herself. Eventually..............This is what happens to all of us. There is no getting out of here.
"Wouldn't it be better to get what you lost back? I can bring anything you want back for you." "Moving on is frightening and scary isn't it? Who knows if it will lead to something better. What if it leads to something worse." "Its so much better to shut your eyes, lie to your self." "I can help you lie, i can help you dream." "Take my hand, and never grow again."
Harbinger posed for some pictures with one of her new "Guests" while the other dolls watched laughed and took photos. The girl was crying, she kept wailing about wanting to go home and was scared she was forgetting what home looked like. Harbinger blissfully ignored her torment and put it as just hysterics and kept reassuring her she was home. I felt sick but i once again did nothing....
Aine the Littlest Sister of the Trio had her eyes shattered by someone in the park and minutes later became entirely inanimate. Harbinger didn't say anything. She just carried her lifeless form to her bedroom and laid the doll on her bed. She continued like nothing had happened. But we all knew. But.....no one Not a soul dared say a word of truth here. Aine was alive, she was just quiet. Aine was fine. Aine, im sorry i thought you were her i just...... im Sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry!!