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“Hello there, dear!” A strange mannequin hobbled its way over, giving a friendly wave. “I don’t believe we’ve had a chance to formally meet. You’re one of the newer hunters to arrive here, correct? Do tell, how has your stay at the manor been so far?”

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((@manor-tea-time Teehee 🤭

"Hm?"

He looked over to the mannequin with an inquisitive look. He's aware that not many of the hunters here were human, so he had no room to judge. Although he was a little curious how she moved around in such a form... He gave her a courteous smile.

"Ah yes, we haven't met before. My stay here has been rather enjoyable surprisingly. I'm Briar, pleased to make your acquaintance."

“Oh, that’s lovely to hear! It’s always a mixed bag around here I’m afraid. The manor has a knack for being unpredictable towards its newer residents." The hunter's head drooped a bit. It was hard to tell if it was from the hunter's sheer dramatics or their own form not cooperating with them.

“Briar, like the shrub yes? What an excellent name. The pleasure is mine! You may call me Miss Manni." She extended a hand to offer a handshake. "Although, if you'd prefer, my title is The Living Mannequin."

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"So I've heard. Although, when you live a life like mine, hardly anything can catch you off guard at this rate."

He gave a lighthearted chuckle and accepted her handshake, noting how the texture was more akin to felt and wool.

"Indeed. I'll refer you by name rather than title, lowers the tension between us more than sticking to titles. Especially considering how calloused the manor can be at assigning such things."

“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that you’ve had to get used to such chaos before arriving at this place.” She said solemnly. "I hope you've been able to find a fair amount of peace here thus far."

“That is very true. The titles the manor often assigns can be unflattering." She nodded, her tone changing to one of distaste at the mention of titles. "If it weren't for the games themselves I'd wonder why they'd even be necessary."

"That reminds me. How have you been faring in your matches so far? I hope the survivors haven't been giving you a rough time."

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"It's not as troubling anymore. There are some benefits to it. At least it's difficult to disappoint me at this rate. And you're right, the games are probably the only reason why give us quite the unsavory image."

He kept his calm tone and gave her a nod at the latter statment.

"I try my best to make sure the match isn't too easy... Especially since I work with my daughter. We tend to encourage corporation and sacrifice depending on how survivors want to handle us in a match. It's fair that I'm not qualified to be in special modes like Duo Hunters since I'm technically considered two entities. But normal matches have been alright for the most part."

"I suppose so. Despite everything, it is quite nice to be able to socialize around the manor without worrying about if I’m properly keeping up with commissions huhuhu!” She laughed, moving a hand to cover her face where a mouth should have been. "I do wish it was under slightly different circumstances, but I suppose there's not much the manor can do under the face of tragedy."

"You work alongside your daughter? That must be nice. This place doesn't scare the poor thing too much does it?" She asked, her voice sounding a bit concerned before snapping back to its usual cheeriness. “Oh silly me! I’m sure it doesn’t considering how you describe your teamwork together. I’m sure you both are formidable foes to go up against!”

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"That does sound rather pleasant. This manor, as twisted as it may be, does give all of us a sense of relief in some way. A little world of our own, albeit the drawbacks are definitely enough to make most reconsider."

He laughed with her as they continued to share pleasantries with one another. Surprisingly, he doesn't sound as bad as people make him out to be? Maybe because they're both hunters...

"Of course not, she's definitely a brave soul. Although I'm afraid that's due to the fact that she's what many would consider to be artificial... But I did make her on my own so she's my daughter regardless. Just missing what most people consider a heart. I somewhat stopped worrying about it though..."

"Indeed. It's all very strange how that all works, isn't it?" Miss Manni tilted her head for a moment. "While for most of us hunters, we end up coming here revived or changed into something else, the residents here seem to have tried their best to make do of the community that they're dealt with. Its all fairly impressive."

"I must say! You're an absolute delight to talk to. Now I'm curious where on earth that title of yours could have possibly steamed from! Huhuhu!" She laughed as they continued talking about this or that. Hunter dynamics must be strange.

"Ah I see. Is she perhaps some sort of automaton or machine?" Miss Manni asked. "I do know a hunter similar to that. She arrived to the manor alongside me. Perhaps the two of them could have some sort of social to get to know one another!"

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"I have taken note of that. Although I don't pry, some of the abilities we get are quite fascinating. It's been beneficial to me so far, now that my asthma doesn't get in the way anymore. And I just ignore what my title entails, as do others."

He laughed again as they kept having a rather enjoyable conversation. He didn't seem concerned nor did it look like it was necessary to raise any alarms with him.

"She is similar to a machine, yes. Many call her a robot or android but those are just synonyms to what we just mentioned earlier. It'd be lovely for them to meet, I'm sure my daughter won't mind having a friend or two here."

"They are a bit fascinating. I never thought sewing pins could cause so much chaos before! Other than loosing a few of course." She clapped her hands together. "I would prefer my old body though as it's quite hard to move in this one, but I make do."

"My title is quite literal I'm afraid. It's a bit hard to ignore. It does make me curious about how they're selected though. I wonder whom is exactly in charge of it."

"Oh how lovely! I'm sure Ella would be thrilled to hear about some more company. It took me ages to convince her to try to socialize by herself you know. It was all very worrying." Miss Manni rambled. "Perhaps we can have some sort of lunchin while the two mingle so they can get one of us if something happens."

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"I can see why it'd be difficult. Having a ball jointed body isn't as stable as having an actual skeleton. But the perks are definitely fun. I only move slow since I still worry that a small part of my respiratory system still wouldn't like that. I wonder who's truly in charge of this manor as well."

He gave her a nod and put a hand on his chin. As if he too was questioning who was responsible for all the arrangements at the manor. He only knew half the answer.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea. I wouldn't mind supervising alongside you. I know my daughter has difficulty establishing and maintaining connections because of the lack of heart, but I'm sure they'll get along just fine."

"Very true. Although, I'm not sure I necessarily qualify as ball-jointed. Especally as I'm unsure if I have any joints at the moment, to begin with. I'm fairly certain my mobility is a mystery only the manor knows at the moment." She shrugged it off. "I often find myself practicing my old habits as well. I believe it must sadly be instinctual for hunters to try to act like their former selves from time to time."

"I wonder if the manor's owner will ever make themselves known to some degree. It would be nice to ask them questions from time to time."

"How lovely! I just know the two of them are bound to have fun!" She clapped her hands together excitedly. "Perhaps it will be the start of her having some established connections when she does receive a heart."

"If I may ask, what exactly does its construction entail?"

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"I can see why we'd behave in that way despite how different we become. Some might feel empty without even the tiniest bit of humanity. Or maybe it's just a way to find normalcy in a place like this again. I don't have many issues here but I'm curious about the owner of the manor myself as well. Especially with the management of these changes. I might be lucky with how all my differences have been for the better so far, unless I lose my heartbeat or something like that."

He laughed at his own little remark, even though that's definitely in the realm of possibility.

"I hope they enjoy each others' presence all the same. In layman's terms, she's best described as a robot with a human structure. She can talk and do any sort of physical task. Her having no heart simply means she can't have any emotional input on anything... Actions, words, anything she or others do, it simply doesn't make her think any different of them or the consequences that follow. It mainly has more downsides if anything but I try my best..."

“Our former humanity does seem to be a common tether for us hunters, doesn’t it? It can be either the one thing keeping us from insanity or the spark of us to spiral.” She shook her head. Her voice was somewhat sorrowful at the idea. "I fear the manor owner might be something past anything we can think of if they can resurrect people and change them into hunters. Although I'm curious as to their reasonings for doing so. I'm unsure they can even watch our matches!"

"Heart loss would be a tad bit of a problem, wouldn't it?" Miss Manni laughed along. "Perhaps you ought to be on your best behavior to avoid that fate."

“The poor thing... I'd imagine the confusion of other people's emotions must get frustrating for her." She shook her head. "She's lucky to have a kind parent such as yourself to look after her."

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"It does seem to be the case. Whether we denounced it or proved it, that's in the eye of the beholder. Sometimes we don't see eye-to-eye on such cases, but to each their own. Me personally, I don't see the need to do either or for anyone anymore."

He shrugged as his voice wavered in tone, from calm and casual to nearly flat in inflection towards the end. As if he really did give up on that idea. His voice went back to usual once she brought up the latter sentence.

"I highly doubt any of us are in the position to oppose the manor owner either way. Especially since they're the ones that brought us here. I don't think they'll take that well."

He chuckled and gave a more positive smile when complimented on his parenting.

"Why thank you. I know I could've gone the easy route and make her listen to every single thing I say and do since she's artificially created but... That's not necessarily giving her the freedom she deserves. I'd rather her be a roaming husk than mindlessly take the wrong path because of others."

"Say, do you believe your past self has faded, Briar?" Miss Manni asked, her own tone sounding somewhat distant for a moment. "In the sense of memory that is. It's impossible to continuously remember everything, right? I often wonder if there will be a day when we forget what life was like outside of this manor. Or who we were before we were hunters."

She stood silent for a moment, he once fairly animated mannequin going limp as their arms and head flopped forward. The silence carried on for a few more moments before she popped back to life, waving her hands about. "Apologies about that! I'm afraid that happens from time to time when I- well no matter. Yes! I agree. The manor is powerful on its own, I'd hate to see what its owner is capable of when upset."

"You certainly could have. I believe you allowing her to learn from her own choices and actions is a lot healthier for her." She nodded. "Finding a proper way to interact with the world is something that every young lady must do in her life!"

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#miss manni | manor tea time #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#oops! she got too silly there!#(the existential dread kicked in)

"Faded wouldn't be the best way for me to describe my perspective. I believe I abandoned my past self at this rate... For better, or for worse, that's for others to judge. But it all means the same to me."

He stared at her and noted how she just started living up to the appearance of a mannequin. Was it something involuntary or out of her control? Is that what happens when the manor transforms a hunter into something far from human? Maybe he did have a good question surrounding humanity when it came to hunters... He didn't look worried though, and simply nodded when she spoke again.

"No worries, no need to dwell on it if it makes you more comfortable. And that's very true. Even though she can't judge for herself on how to carry out her behaviors yet, I still believe there's hope for her to find out on her own eventually. Her time is unlimited unlike mine, I'm made of flesh and bone after all. I'm confident that she can figure it out at some point in her life."

“Hello there, dear!” A strange mannequin hobbled its way over, giving a friendly wave. “I don’t believe we’ve had a chance to formally meet. You’re one of the newer hunters to arrive here, correct? Do tell, how has your stay at the manor been so far?”

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((@manor-tea-time Teehee 🤭

"Hm?"

He looked over to the mannequin with an inquisitive look. He's aware that not many of the hunters here were human, so he had no room to judge. Although he was a little curious how she moved around in such a form... He gave her a courteous smile.

"Ah yes, we haven't met before. My stay here has been rather enjoyable surprisingly. I'm Briar, pleased to make your acquaintance."

“Oh, that’s lovely to hear! It’s always a mixed bag around here I’m afraid. The manor has a knack for being unpredictable towards its newer residents." The hunter's head drooped a bit. It was hard to tell if it was from the hunter's sheer dramatics or their own form not cooperating with them.

“Briar, like the shrub yes? What an excellent name. The pleasure is mine! You may call me Miss Manni." She extended a hand to offer a handshake. "Although, if you'd prefer, my title is The Living Mannequin."

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"So I've heard. Although, when you live a life like mine, hardly anything can catch you off guard at this rate."

He gave a lighthearted chuckle and accepted her handshake, noting how the texture was more akin to felt and wool.

"Indeed. I'll refer you by name rather than title, lowers the tension between us more than sticking to titles. Especially considering how calloused the manor can be at assigning such things."

“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that you’ve had to get used to such chaos before arriving at this place.” She said solemnly. "I hope you've been able to find a fair amount of peace here thus far."

“That is very true. The titles the manor often assigns can be unflattering." She nodded, her tone changing to one of distaste at the mention of titles. "If it weren't for the games themselves I'd wonder why they'd even be necessary."

"That reminds me. How have you been faring in your matches so far? I hope the survivors haven't been giving you a rough time."

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"It's not as troubling anymore. There are some benefits to it. At least it's difficult to disappoint me at this rate. And you're right, the games are probably the only reason why give us quite the unsavory image."

He kept his calm tone and gave her a nod at the latter statment.

"I try my best to make sure the match isn't too easy... Especially since I work with my daughter. We tend to encourage corporation and sacrifice depending on how survivors want to handle us in a match. It's fair that I'm not qualified to be in special modes like Duo Hunters since I'm technically considered two entities. But normal matches have been alright for the most part."

"I suppose so. Despite everything, it is quite nice to be able to socialize around the manor without worrying about if I’m properly keeping up with commissions huhuhu!” She laughed, moving a hand to cover her face where a mouth should have been. "I do wish it was under slightly different circumstances, but I suppose there's not much the manor can do under the face of tragedy."

"You work alongside your daughter? That must be nice. This place doesn't scare the poor thing too much does it?" She asked, her voice sounding a bit concerned before snapping back to its usual cheeriness. “Oh silly me! I’m sure it doesn’t considering how you describe your teamwork together. I’m sure you both are formidable foes to go up against!”

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"That does sound rather pleasant. This manor, as twisted as it may be, does give all of us a sense of relief in some way. A little world of our own, albeit the drawbacks are definitely enough to make most reconsider."

He laughed with her as they continued to share pleasantries with one another. Surprisingly, he doesn't sound as bad as people make him out to be? Maybe because they're both hunters...

"Of course not, she's definitely a brave soul. Although I'm afraid that's due to the fact that she's what many would consider to be artificial... But I did make her on my own so she's my daughter regardless. Just missing what most people consider a heart. I somewhat stopped worrying about it though..."

"Indeed. It's all very strange how that all works, isn't it?" Miss Manni tilted her head for a moment. "While for most of us hunters, we end up coming here revived or changed into something else, the residents here seem to have tried their best to make do of the community that they're dealt with. Its all fairly impressive."

"I must say! You're an absolute delight to talk to. Now I'm curious where on earth that title of yours could have possibly steamed from! Huhuhu!" She laughed as they continued talking about this or that. Hunter dynamics must be strange.

"Ah I see. Is she perhaps some sort of automaton or machine?" Miss Manni asked. "I do know a hunter similar to that. She arrived to the manor alongside me. Perhaps the two of them could have some sort of social to get to know one another!"

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"I have taken note of that. Although I don't pry, some of the abilities we get are quite fascinating. It's been beneficial to me so far, now that my asthma doesn't get in the way anymore. And I just ignore what my title entails, as do others."

He laughed again as they kept having a rather enjoyable conversation. He didn't seem concerned nor did it look like it was necessary to raise any alarms with him.

"She is similar to a machine, yes. Many call her a robot or android but those are just synonyms to what we just mentioned earlier. It'd be lovely for them to meet, I'm sure my daughter won't mind having a friend or two here."

"They are a bit fascinating. I never thought sewing pins could cause so much chaos before! Other than loosing a few of course." She clapped her hands together. "I would prefer my old body though as it's quite hard to move in this one, but I make do."

"My title is quite literal I'm afraid. It's a bit hard to ignore. It does make me curious about how they're selected though. I wonder whom is exactly in charge of it."

"Oh how lovely! I'm sure Ella would be thrilled to hear about some more company. It took me ages to convince her to try to socialize by herself you know. It was all very worrying." Miss Manni rambled. "Perhaps we can have some sort of lunchin while the two mingle so they can get one of us if something happens."

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"I can see why it'd be difficult. Having a ball jointed body isn't as stable as having an actual skeleton. But the perks are definitely fun. I only move slow since I still worry that a small part of my respiratory system still wouldn't like that. I wonder who's truly in charge of this manor as well."

He gave her a nod and put a hand on his chin. As if he too was questioning who was responsible for all the arrangements at the manor. He only knew half the answer.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea. I wouldn't mind supervising alongside you. I know my daughter has difficulty establishing and maintaining connections because of the lack of heart, but I'm sure they'll get along just fine."

"Very true. Although, I'm not sure I necessarily qualify as ball-jointed. Especally as I'm unsure if I have any joints at the moment, to begin with. I'm fairly certain my mobility is a mystery only the manor knows at the moment." She shrugged it off. "I often find myself practicing my old habits as well. I believe it must sadly be instinctual for hunters to try to act like their former selves from time to time."

"I wonder if the manor's owner will ever make themselves known to some degree. It would be nice to ask them questions from time to time."

"How lovely! I just know the two of them are bound to have fun!" She clapped her hands together excitedly. "Perhaps it will be the start of her having some established connections when she does receive a heart."

"If I may ask, what exactly does its construction entail?"

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"I can see why we'd behave in that way despite how different we become. Some might feel empty without even the tiniest bit of humanity. Or maybe it's just a way to find normalcy in a place like this again. I don't have many issues here but I'm curious about the owner of the manor myself as well. Especially with the management of these changes. I might be lucky with how all my differences have been for the better so far, unless I lose my heartbeat or something like that."

He laughed at his own little remark, even though that's definitely in the realm of possibility.

"I hope they enjoy each others' presence all the same. In layman's terms, she's best described as a robot with a human structure. She can talk and do any sort of physical task. Her having no heart simply means she can't have any emotional input on anything... Actions, words, anything she or others do, it simply doesn't make her think any different of them or the consequences that follow. It mainly has more downsides if anything but I try my best..."

“Our former humanity does seem to be a common tether for us hunters, doesn’t it? It can be either the one thing keeping us from insanity or the spark of us to spiral.” She shook her head. Her voice was somewhat sorrowful at the idea. "I fear the manor owner might be something past anything we can think of if they can resurrect people and change them into hunters. Although I'm curious as to their reasonings for doing so. I'm unsure they can even watch our matches!"

"Heart loss would be a tad bit of a problem, wouldn't it?" Miss Manni laughed along. "Perhaps you ought to be on your best behavior to avoid that fate."

“The poor thing... I'd imagine the confusion of other people's emotions must get frustrating for her." She shook her head. "She's lucky to have a kind parent such as yourself to look after her."

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#miss manni | manor tea time #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#he may be deranged #but at least he's a good dad?

"It does seem to be the case. Whether we denounced it or proved it, that's in the eye of the beholder. Sometimes we don't see eye-to-eye on such cases, but to each their own. Me personally, I don't see the need to do either or for anyone anymore."

He shrugged as his voice wavered in tone, from calm and casual to nearly flat in inflection towards the end. As if he really did give up on that idea. His voice went back to usual once she brought up the latter sentence.

"I highly doubt any of us are in the position to oppose the manor owner either way. Especially since they're the ones that brought us here. I don't think they'll take that well."

He chuckled and gave a more positive smile when complimented on his parenting.

"Why thank you. I know I could've gone the easy route and make her listen to every single thing I say and do since she's artificially created but... That's not necessarily giving her the freedom she deserves. I'd rather her be a roaming husk than mindlessly take the wrong path because of others."

The clicking of heels and metal footsteps echoed down the hall. As the tall inventor and his robotic daughter went off to go... introduce themselves. To an interesting figure, a smile drawn across his face.

"My, I believe we haven't met before..."

( @idv-deluded-inventor have fun Henry)

He takes a moment to look behind himself after hearing those footsteps echoing, taking another moment after that to look the man in front of him from head to toe, probably already making assumptions about the figure standing before him with his robotic companion. After that, Henry puts one of his hands on his waist, hearing what the new face was there to say.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Yes, you would be correct in believing that, as i have been in this place for merely a day. Now, do you have anything to discuss with me? Or are you just one of those people coming here to make a failed attempt into making me feel anything negative?"

The hunter answers, still with the same prideful tone as always.

- @idv-deluded-inventor

The robot seemed to be holding a giant pair of scissors. But outside of that, it was just... Standing there. Was it even blinking? She blankly stared in front of them, not even directly at Henry or Briar. The Deluded Creator merely chuckled at the assumptions he was making. It was amusing, although that reaction as a bit weird. Usually he'd take offense to that...

"Oh no, nothing too major. I can guarantee it won't take most of your time. I merely have a humble question is all. Do you feel remorse?"

He asked with the same, calm tone. With the same, unreadable smile.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "..."Remorse" would have meant that i did something wrong, as i have never done anything wrong during all my life, no, i do not feel any."

The man says, still in his prideful manner and without his true feelings being seen in his face as the mask was hiding it...Was he doubting about the other mans intentions? What he was up to? Where the hell did he take this question from?...Who knows, maybe he was just trying to mess with the hunter, either way, it didn't matter.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Now, why don't i ask you some questions as well?...You have a nice doll there, did you make her yourself? Can she attack people?"

He asks, looking for a moment at the robot that was standing just besides them.

"Really? Not even in your youth? That's a bold claim. I'm not denying what you're saying isn't true. I'm just merely making an observation. Guilt can be sparse but it's not illusive to everyone."

He chuckled and smiled back at Henry, still not faltering in the slightest either. His posture was upright, his hands folded in front of him, and he was even blinking at a normal pace. It was just the fact that his eyes had no highlights whatsoever. That made it difficult to tell what he was trying to accomplish with this.

"My daughter is a product of my own. I'm the sole being behind her existence in fact. And of course she is just as capable as her father. However, I don't advise provoking her. Especially if I'm around."

He put his hand on top of her head as he combed his fingers through her nylon hair. Straightening the strands as she continued to stare blankly. Although her head stiffly turned to stare at Henry when he brought up the fact that she's his daughter.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...Well, if i am being honest, i do not think a lot about what i was doing during my teenage years. I think we can all agree that what we make during those years is the worst thing to ever be done."

He chuckles, but stil seems quite interested in what Briar had to say, especially about his daughter...My, could someone actually feel those types of emotions related to a robot?...Interesting.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "And oh no! Do not misunderstand my intentions...I just think that generally, dolls and robots have quite in common...And at times, can even be the same thing...Have you ever seen one of those dolls that can move freely and even talk?...It usually uses eletricity and wires to work...Just like a robot would do...But still, no one calls them it, isn't that fascinating?...What is the thin line that separates both of those things, i wonder?..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "It is nice that you two are familiar with each other this way and consider one another family, to have such strong feelings for a creation of yours is truly a work of art itself, showing the most pure form of emotions someone can feel."

"Fair point. I'm sure no one is proud of their past when it comes to your youth. It's certainly an embarrassing time for many."

He smiled back at him, and his smile seemed to grow even wider at the fact that he didn't question why he viewed her in such a way. In fact he seemed to feed into that idea by talking about the similarities robots and dolls have...

"Automations would be the best way to describe dolls that could move. Although, it is true that mechanically they function the same way. But then that would be on the same caliber as debating what separates humans, mammals, from other animals."

He chuckled as the robot continued to stare at Henry. Slowly blinking before it continued to turning its head to Briar.

"Thank you. Your comments are very much appreciated. And don't worry, she understands that sentiment as well."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "You're welcome. I am sure she does. And what you say about their differences makes a lot of sense...It might not be a lot of differences between them, but their whole concepts and reasons to be made are what differs them...Truly an interesting perspective coming from someone who understands about it."

The man seemed still interested in what the other had to offer, how much of this type of thing he knew?...And how much could he push before seeming more offensive than curious?

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...If you do want to answer, i would like to ask a question...What motivated you to start working on this type of stuff? Was there an experience you went through that made your interest in this sparkle? Or was it something you always had an interest in?"

#henry | askthepianist #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#careful spongebob... spongebob careful /ref

He put his hand on top of the robot's head, gently stroking her hair before folding his hands in front of himself. He still knew that the other was not to be trusted entirely yet. Although he was more than willing to continue entertaining his ideas, for the sake of his own.

"Well, I have the belief that what we create is alive. Not just through the effort and time spent on it, but how we treat them after completion as well. Humans don't appreciate it when they're discarded to the shelf when they're done displaying, satisfying the audience or their master. So the same should apply to creations, no?"

He let out a small huff of amusement, to keep the environment lighthearted. As if he wanted to avoid striking the wrong cord.

"But that's not without it's problems. I know not everyone will agree with me on it, but I don't need a nation to found my beliefs. What about you? I can tell you appreciate your craft nearly as much as I do, if not more."

The clicking of heels and metal footsteps echoed down the hall. As the tall inventor and his robotic daughter went off to go... introduce themselves. To an interesting figure, a smile drawn across his face.

"My, I believe we haven't met before..."

( @idv-deluded-inventor have fun Henry)

He takes a moment to look behind himself after hearing those footsteps echoing, taking another moment after that to look the man in front of him from head to toe, probably already making assumptions about the figure standing before him with his robotic companion. After that, Henry puts one of his hands on his waist, hearing what the new face was there to say.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Yes, you would be correct in believing that, as i have been in this place for merely a day. Now, do you have anything to discuss with me? Or are you just one of those people coming here to make a failed attempt into making me feel anything negative?"

The hunter answers, still with the same prideful tone as always.

- @idv-deluded-inventor

The robot seemed to be holding a giant pair of scissors. But outside of that, it was just... Standing there. Was it even blinking? She blankly stared in front of them, not even directly at Henry or Briar. The Deluded Creator merely chuckled at the assumptions he was making. It was amusing, although that reaction as a bit weird. Usually he'd take offense to that...

"Oh no, nothing too major. I can guarantee it won't take most of your time. I merely have a humble question is all. Do you feel remorse?"

He asked with the same, calm tone. With the same, unreadable smile.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "..."Remorse" would have meant that i did something wrong, as i have never done anything wrong during all my life, no, i do not feel any."

The man says, still in his prideful manner and without his true feelings being seen in his face as the mask was hiding it...Was he doubting about the other mans intentions? What he was up to? Where the hell did he take this question from?...Who knows, maybe he was just trying to mess with the hunter, either way, it didn't matter.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Now, why don't i ask you some questions as well?...You have a nice doll there, did you make her yourself? Can she attack people?"

He asks, looking for a moment at the robot that was standing just besides them.

"Really? Not even in your youth? That's a bold claim. I'm not denying what you're saying isn't true. I'm just merely making an observation. Guilt can be sparse but it's not illusive to everyone."

He chuckled and smiled back at Henry, still not faltering in the slightest either. His posture was upright, his hands folded in front of him, and he was even blinking at a normal pace. It was just the fact that his eyes had no highlights whatsoever. That made it difficult to tell what he was trying to accomplish with this.

"My daughter is a product of my own. I'm the sole being behind her existence in fact. And of course she is just as capable as her father. However, I don't advise provoking her. Especially if I'm around."

He put his hand on top of her head as he combed his fingers through her nylon hair. Straightening the strands as she continued to stare blankly. Although her head stiffly turned to stare at Henry when he brought up the fact that she's his daughter.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...Well, if i am being honest, i do not think a lot about what i was doing during my teenage years. I think we can all agree that what we make during those years is the worst thing to ever be done."

He chuckles, but stil seems quite interested in what Briar had to say, especially about his daughter...My, could someone actually feel those types of emotions related to a robot?...Interesting.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "And oh no! Do not misunderstand my intentions...I just think that generally, dolls and robots have quite in common...And at times, can even be the same thing...Have you ever seen one of those dolls that can move freely and even talk?...It usually uses eletricity and wires to work...Just like a robot would do...But still, no one calls them it, isn't that fascinating?...What is the thin line that separates both of those things, i wonder?..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "It is nice that you two are familiar with each other this way and consider one another family, to have such strong feelings for a creation of yours is truly a work of art itself, showing the most pure form of emotions someone can feel."

#henry | askthepianist #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)

"Fair point. I'm sure no one is proud of their past when it comes to your youth. It's certainly an embarrassing time for many."

He smiled back at him, and his smile seemed to grow even wider at the fact that he didn't question why he viewed her in such a way. In fact he seemed to feed into that idea by talking about the similarities robots and dolls have...

"Automations would be the best way to describe dolls that could move. Although, it is true that mechanically they function the same way. But then that would be on the same caliber as debating what separates humans, mammals, from other animals."

He chuckled as the robot continued to stare at Henry. Slowly blinking before it continued to turning its head to Briar.

"Thank you. Your comments are very much appreciated. And don't worry, she understands that sentiment as well."

The clicking of heels and metal footsteps echoed down the hall. As the tall inventor and his robotic daughter went off to go... introduce themselves. To an interesting figure, a smile drawn across his face.

"My, I believe we haven't met before..."

( @idv-deluded-inventor have fun Henry)

He takes a moment to look behind himself after hearing those footsteps echoing, taking another moment after that to look the man in front of him from head to toe, probably already making assumptions about the figure standing before him with his robotic companion. After that, Henry puts one of his hands on his waist, hearing what the new face was there to say.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Yes, you would be correct in believing that, as i have been in this place for merely a day. Now, do you have anything to discuss with me? Or are you just one of those people coming here to make a failed attempt into making me feel anything negative?"

The hunter answers, still with the same prideful tone as always.

- @idv-deluded-inventor

The robot seemed to be holding a giant pair of scissors. But outside of that, it was just... Standing there. Was it even blinking? She blankly stared in front of them, not even directly at Henry or Briar. The Deluded Creator merely chuckled at the assumptions he was making. It was amusing, although that reaction as a bit weird. Usually he'd take offense to that...

"Oh no, nothing too major. I can guarantee it won't take most of your time. I merely have a humble question is all. Do you feel remorse?"

He asked with the same, calm tone. With the same, unreadable smile.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "..."Remorse" would have meant that i did something wrong, as i have never done anything wrong during all my life, no, i do not feel any."

The man says, still in his prideful manner and without his true feelings being seen in his face as the mask was hiding it...Was he doubting about the other mans intentions? What he was up to? Where the hell did he take this question from?...Who knows, maybe he was just trying to mess with the hunter, either way, it didn't matter.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Now, why don't i ask you some questions as well?...You have a nice doll there, did you make her yourself? Can she attack people?"

He asks, looking for a moment at the robot that was standing just besides them.

#henry | askthepianist #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#is he gonna fuck around and find out 👀

"Really? Not even in your youth? That's a bold claim. I'm not denying what you're saying isn't true. I'm just merely making an observation. Guilt can be sparse but it's not illusive to everyone."

He chuckled and smiled back at Henry, still not faltering in the slightest either. His posture was upright, his hands folded in front of him, and he was even blinking at a normal pace. It was just the fact that his eyes had no highlights whatsoever. That made it difficult to tell what he was trying to accomplish with this.

"My daughter is a product of my own. I'm the sole being behind her existence in fact. And of course she is just as capable as her father. However, I don't advise provoking her. Especially if I'm around."

He put his hand on top of her head as he combed his fingers through her nylon hair. Straightening the strands as she continued to stare blankly. Although her head stiffly turned to stare at Henry when he brought up the fact that she's his daughter.

The clicking of heels and metal footsteps echoed down the hall. As the tall inventor and his robotic daughter went off to go... introduce themselves. To an interesting figure, a smile drawn across his face.

"My, I believe we haven't met before..."

( @idv-deluded-inventor have fun Henry)

He takes a moment to look behind himself after hearing those footsteps echoing, taking another moment after that to look the man in front of him from head to toe, probably already making assumptions about the figure standing before him with his robotic companion. After that, Henry puts one of his hands on his waist, hearing what the new face was there to say.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Yes, you would be correct in believing that, as i have been in this place for merely a day. Now, do you have anything to discuss with me? Or are you just one of those people coming here to make a failed attempt into making me feel anything negative?"

The hunter answers, still with the same prideful tone as always.

- @idv-deluded-inventor

#henry | askthepianist #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#he is so ready to throw hands dw

The robot seemed to be holding a giant pair of scissors. But outside of that, it was just... Standing there. Was it even blinking? She blankly stared in front of them, not even directly at Henry or Briar. The Deluded Creator merely chuckled at the assumptions he was making. It was amusing, although that reaction as a bit weird. Usually he'd take offense to that...

"Oh no, nothing too major. I can guarantee it won't take most of your time. I merely have a humble question is all. Do you feel remorse?"

He asked with the same, calm tone. With the same, unreadable smile.

“Hello there, dear!” A strange mannequin hobbled its way over, giving a friendly wave. “I don’t believe we’ve had a chance to formally meet. You’re one of the newer hunters to arrive here, correct? Do tell, how has your stay at the manor been so far?”

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

((@manor-tea-time Teehee 🤭

"Hm?"

He looked over to the mannequin with an inquisitive look. He's aware that not many of the hunters here were human, so he had no room to judge. Although he was a little curious how she moved around in such a form... He gave her a courteous smile.

"Ah yes, we haven't met before. My stay here has been rather enjoyable surprisingly. I'm Briar, pleased to make your acquaintance."

“Oh, that’s lovely to hear! It’s always a mixed bag around here I’m afraid. The manor has a knack for being unpredictable towards its newer residents." The hunter's head drooped a bit. It was hard to tell if it was from the hunter's sheer dramatics or their own form not cooperating with them.

“Briar, like the shrub yes? What an excellent name. The pleasure is mine! You may call me Miss Manni." She extended a hand to offer a handshake. "Although, if you'd prefer, my title is The Living Mannequin."

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"So I've heard. Although, when you live a life like mine, hardly anything can catch you off guard at this rate."

He gave a lighthearted chuckle and accepted her handshake, noting how the texture was more akin to felt and wool.

"Indeed. I'll refer you by name rather than title, lowers the tension between us more than sticking to titles. Especially considering how calloused the manor can be at assigning such things."

“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that you’ve had to get used to such chaos before arriving at this place.” She said solemnly. "I hope you've been able to find a fair amount of peace here thus far."

“That is very true. The titles the manor often assigns can be unflattering." She nodded, her tone changing to one of distaste at the mention of titles. "If it weren't for the games themselves I'd wonder why they'd even be necessary."

"That reminds me. How have you been faring in your matches so far? I hope the survivors haven't been giving you a rough time."

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"It's not as troubling anymore. There are some benefits to it. At least it's difficult to disappoint me at this rate. And you're right, the games are probably the only reason why give us quite the unsavory image."

He kept his calm tone and gave her a nod at the latter statment.

"I try my best to make sure the match isn't too easy... Especially since I work with my daughter. We tend to encourage corporation and sacrifice depending on how survivors want to handle us in a match. It's fair that I'm not qualified to be in special modes like Duo Hunters since I'm technically considered two entities. But normal matches have been alright for the most part."

"I suppose so. Despite everything, it is quite nice to be able to socialize around the manor without worrying about if I’m properly keeping up with commissions huhuhu!” She laughed, moving a hand to cover her face where a mouth should have been. "I do wish it was under slightly different circumstances, but I suppose there's not much the manor can do under the face of tragedy."

"You work alongside your daughter? That must be nice. This place doesn't scare the poor thing too much does it?" She asked, her voice sounding a bit concerned before snapping back to its usual cheeriness. “Oh silly me! I’m sure it doesn’t considering how you describe your teamwork together. I’m sure you both are formidable foes to go up against!”

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"That does sound rather pleasant. This manor, as twisted as it may be, does give all of us a sense of relief in some way. A little world of our own, albeit the drawbacks are definitely enough to make most reconsider."

He laughed with her as they continued to share pleasantries with one another. Surprisingly, he doesn't sound as bad as people make him out to be? Maybe because they're both hunters...

"Of course not, she's definitely a brave soul. Although I'm afraid that's due to the fact that she's what many would consider to be artificial... But I did make her on my own so she's my daughter regardless. Just missing what most people consider a heart. I somewhat stopped worrying about it though..."

"Indeed. It's all very strange how that all works, isn't it?" Miss Manni tilted her head for a moment. "While for most of us hunters, we end up coming here revived or changed into something else, the residents here seem to have tried their best to make do of the community that they're dealt with. Its all fairly impressive."

"I must say! You're an absolute delight to talk to. Now I'm curious where on earth that title of yours could have possibly steamed from! Huhuhu!" She laughed as they continued talking about this or that. Hunter dynamics must be strange.

"Ah I see. Is she perhaps some sort of automaton or machine?" Miss Manni asked. "I do know a hunter similar to that. She arrived to the manor alongside me. Perhaps the two of them could have some sort of social to get to know one another!"

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"I have taken note of that. Although I don't pry, some of the abilities we get are quite fascinating. It's been beneficial to me so far, now that my asthma doesn't get in the way anymore. And I just ignore what my title entails, as do others."

He laughed again as they kept having a rather enjoyable conversation. He didn't seem concerned nor did it look like it was necessary to raise any alarms with him.

"She is similar to a machine, yes. Many call her a robot or android but those are just synonyms to what we just mentioned earlier. It'd be lovely for them to meet, I'm sure my daughter won't mind having a friend or two here."

"They are a bit fascinating. I never thought sewing pins could cause so much chaos before! Other than loosing a few of course." She clapped her hands together. "I would prefer my old body though as it's quite hard to move in this one, but I make do."

"My title is quite literal I'm afraid. It's a bit hard to ignore. It does make me curious about how they're selected though. I wonder whom is exactly in charge of it."

"Oh how lovely! I'm sure Ella would be thrilled to hear about some more company. It took me ages to convince her to try to socialize by herself you know. It was all very worrying." Miss Manni rambled. "Perhaps we can have some sort of lunchin while the two mingle so they can get one of us if something happens."

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"I can see why it'd be difficult. Having a ball jointed body isn't as stable as having an actual skeleton. But the perks are definitely fun. I only move slow since I still worry that a small part of my respiratory system still wouldn't like that. I wonder who's truly in charge of this manor as well."

He gave her a nod and put a hand on his chin. As if he too was questioning who was responsible for all the arrangements at the manor. He only knew half the answer.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea. I wouldn't mind supervising alongside you. I know my daughter has difficulty establishing and maintaining connections because of the lack of heart, but I'm sure they'll get along just fine."

"Very true. Although, I'm not sure I necessarily qualify as ball-jointed. Especally as I'm unsure if I have any joints at the moment, to begin with. I'm fairly certain my mobility is a mystery only the manor knows at the moment." She shrugged it off. "I often find myself practicing my old habits as well. I believe it must sadly be instinctual for hunters to try to act like their former selves from time to time."

"I wonder if the manor's owner will ever make themselves known to some degree. It would be nice to ask them questions from time to time."

"How lovely! I just know the two of them are bound to have fun!" She clapped her hands together excitedly. "Perhaps it will be the start of her having some established connections when she does receive a heart."

"If I may ask, what exactly does its construction entail?"

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

#miss manni | manor tea time #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#meow meow :^0

"I can see why we'd behave in that way despite how different we become. Some might feel empty without even the tiniest bit of humanity. Or maybe it's just a way to find normalcy in a place like this again. I don't have many issues here but I'm curious about the owner of the manor myself as well. Especially with the management of these changes. I might be lucky with how all my differences have been for the better so far, unless I lose my heartbeat or something like that."

He laughed at his own little remark, even though that's definitely in the realm of possibility.

"I hope they enjoy each others' presence all the same. In layman's terms, she's best described as a robot with a human structure. She can talk and do any sort of physical task. Her having no heart simply means she can't have any emotional input on anything... Actions, words, anything she or others do, it simply doesn't make her think any different of them or the consequences that follow. It mainly has more downsides if anything but I try my best..."

“Hello there, dear!” A strange mannequin hobbled its way over, giving a friendly wave. “I don’t believe we’ve had a chance to formally meet. You’re one of the newer hunters to arrive here, correct? Do tell, how has your stay at the manor been so far?”

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

((@manor-tea-time Teehee 🤭

"Hm?"

He looked over to the mannequin with an inquisitive look. He's aware that not many of the hunters here were human, so he had no room to judge. Although he was a little curious how she moved around in such a form... He gave her a courteous smile.

"Ah yes, we haven't met before. My stay here has been rather enjoyable surprisingly. I'm Briar, pleased to make your acquaintance."

“Oh, that’s lovely to hear! It’s always a mixed bag around here I’m afraid. The manor has a knack for being unpredictable towards its newer residents." The hunter's head drooped a bit. It was hard to tell if it was from the hunter's sheer dramatics or their own form not cooperating with them.

“Briar, like the shrub yes? What an excellent name. The pleasure is mine! You may call me Miss Manni." She extended a hand to offer a handshake. "Although, if you'd prefer, my title is The Living Mannequin."

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"So I've heard. Although, when you live a life like mine, hardly anything can catch you off guard at this rate."

He gave a lighthearted chuckle and accepted her handshake, noting how the texture was more akin to felt and wool.

"Indeed. I'll refer you by name rather than title, lowers the tension between us more than sticking to titles. Especially considering how calloused the manor can be at assigning such things."

“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that you’ve had to get used to such chaos before arriving at this place.” She said solemnly. "I hope you've been able to find a fair amount of peace here thus far."

“That is very true. The titles the manor often assigns can be unflattering." She nodded, her tone changing to one of distaste at the mention of titles. "If it weren't for the games themselves I'd wonder why they'd even be necessary."

"That reminds me. How have you been faring in your matches so far? I hope the survivors haven't been giving you a rough time."

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"It's not as troubling anymore. There are some benefits to it. At least it's difficult to disappoint me at this rate. And you're right, the games are probably the only reason why give us quite the unsavory image."

He kept his calm tone and gave her a nod at the latter statment.

"I try my best to make sure the match isn't too easy... Especially since I work with my daughter. We tend to encourage corporation and sacrifice depending on how survivors want to handle us in a match. It's fair that I'm not qualified to be in special modes like Duo Hunters since I'm technically considered two entities. But normal matches have been alright for the most part."

"I suppose so. Despite everything, it is quite nice to be able to socialize around the manor without worrying about if I’m properly keeping up with commissions huhuhu!” She laughed, moving a hand to cover her face where a mouth should have been. "I do wish it was under slightly different circumstances, but I suppose there's not much the manor can do under the face of tragedy."

"You work alongside your daughter? That must be nice. This place doesn't scare the poor thing too much does it?" She asked, her voice sounding a bit concerned before snapping back to its usual cheeriness. “Oh silly me! I’m sure it doesn’t considering how you describe your teamwork together. I’m sure you both are formidable foes to go up against!”

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"That does sound rather pleasant. This manor, as twisted as it may be, does give all of us a sense of relief in some way. A little world of our own, albeit the drawbacks are definitely enough to make most reconsider."

He laughed with her as they continued to share pleasantries with one another. Surprisingly, he doesn't sound as bad as people make him out to be? Maybe because they're both hunters...

"Of course not, she's definitely a brave soul. Although I'm afraid that's due to the fact that she's what many would consider to be artificial... But I did make her on my own so she's my daughter regardless. Just missing what most people consider a heart. I somewhat stopped worrying about it though..."

"Indeed. It's all very strange how that all works, isn't it?" Miss Manni tilted her head for a moment. "While for most of us hunters, we end up coming here revived or changed into something else, the residents here seem to have tried their best to make do of the community that they're dealt with. Its all fairly impressive."

"I must say! You're an absolute delight to talk to. Now I'm curious where on earth that title of yours could have possibly steamed from! Huhuhu!" She laughed as they continued talking about this or that. Hunter dynamics must be strange.

"Ah I see. Is she perhaps some sort of automaton or machine?" Miss Manni asked. "I do know a hunter similar to that. She arrived to the manor alongside me. Perhaps the two of them could have some sort of social to get to know one another!"

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"I have taken note of that. Although I don't pry, some of the abilities we get are quite fascinating. It's been beneficial to me so far, now that my asthma doesn't get in the way anymore. And I just ignore what my title entails, as do others."

He laughed again as they kept having a rather enjoyable conversation. He didn't seem concerned nor did it look like it was necessary to raise any alarms with him.

"She is similar to a machine, yes. Many call her a robot or android but those are just synonyms to what we just mentioned earlier. It'd be lovely for them to meet, I'm sure my daughter won't mind having a friend or two here."

"They are a bit fascinating. I never thought sewing pins could cause so much chaos before! Other than loosing a few of course." She clapped her hands together. "I would prefer my old body though as it's quite hard to move in this one, but I make do."

"My title is quite literal I'm afraid. It's a bit hard to ignore. It does make me curious about how they're selected though. I wonder whom is exactly in charge of it."

"Oh how lovely! I'm sure Ella would be thrilled to hear about some more company. It took me ages to convince her to try to socialize by herself you know. It was all very worrying." Miss Manni rambled. "Perhaps we can have some sort of lunchin while the two mingle so they can get one of us if something happens."

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

#miss manni | manor tea time #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#omg cat....

"I can see why it'd be difficult. Having a ball jointed body isn't as stable as having an actual skeleton. But the perks are definitely fun. I only move slow since I still worry that a small part of my respiratory system still wouldn't like that. I wonder who's truly in charge of this manor as well."

He gave her a nod and put a hand on his chin. As if he too was questioning who was responsible for all the arrangements at the manor. He only knew half the answer.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea. I wouldn't mind supervising alongside you. I know my daughter has difficulty establishing and maintaining connections because of the lack of heart, but I'm sure they'll get along just fine."

“Hello there, dear!” A strange mannequin hobbled its way over, giving a friendly wave. “I don’t believe we’ve had a chance to formally meet. You’re one of the newer hunters to arrive here, correct? Do tell, how has your stay at the manor been so far?”

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

((@manor-tea-time Teehee 🤭

"Hm?"

He looked over to the mannequin with an inquisitive look. He's aware that not many of the hunters here were human, so he had no room to judge. Although he was a little curious how she moved around in such a form... He gave her a courteous smile.

"Ah yes, we haven't met before. My stay here has been rather enjoyable surprisingly. I'm Briar, pleased to make your acquaintance."

“Oh, that’s lovely to hear! It’s always a mixed bag around here I’m afraid. The manor has a knack for being unpredictable towards its newer residents." The hunter's head drooped a bit. It was hard to tell if it was from the hunter's sheer dramatics or their own form not cooperating with them.

“Briar, like the shrub yes? What an excellent name. The pleasure is mine! You may call me Miss Manni." She extended a hand to offer a handshake. "Although, if you'd prefer, my title is The Living Mannequin."

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"So I've heard. Although, when you live a life like mine, hardly anything can catch you off guard at this rate."

He gave a lighthearted chuckle and accepted her handshake, noting how the texture was more akin to felt and wool.

"Indeed. I'll refer you by name rather than title, lowers the tension between us more than sticking to titles. Especially considering how calloused the manor can be at assigning such things."

“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that you’ve had to get used to such chaos before arriving at this place.” She said solemnly. "I hope you've been able to find a fair amount of peace here thus far."

“That is very true. The titles the manor often assigns can be unflattering." She nodded, her tone changing to one of distaste at the mention of titles. "If it weren't for the games themselves I'd wonder why they'd even be necessary."

"That reminds me. How have you been faring in your matches so far? I hope the survivors haven't been giving you a rough time."

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"It's not as troubling anymore. There are some benefits to it. At least it's difficult to disappoint me at this rate. And you're right, the games are probably the only reason why give us quite the unsavory image."

He kept his calm tone and gave her a nod at the latter statment.

"I try my best to make sure the match isn't too easy... Especially since I work with my daughter. We tend to encourage corporation and sacrifice depending on how survivors want to handle us in a match. It's fair that I'm not qualified to be in special modes like Duo Hunters since I'm technically considered two entities. But normal matches have been alright for the most part."

"I suppose so. Despite everything, it is quite nice to be able to socialize around the manor without worrying about if I’m properly keeping up with commissions huhuhu!” She laughed, moving a hand to cover her face where a mouth should have been. "I do wish it was under slightly different circumstances, but I suppose there's not much the manor can do under the face of tragedy."

"You work alongside your daughter? That must be nice. This place doesn't scare the poor thing too much does it?" She asked, her voice sounding a bit concerned before snapping back to its usual cheeriness. “Oh silly me! I’m sure it doesn’t considering how you describe your teamwork together. I’m sure you both are formidable foes to go up against!”

-(,◡ _ ◡,)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"That does sound rather pleasant. This manor, as twisted as it may be, does give all of us a sense of relief in some way. A little world of our own, albeit the drawbacks are definitely enough to make most reconsider."

He laughed with her as they continued to share pleasantries with one another. Surprisingly, he doesn't sound as bad as people make him out to be? Maybe because they're both hunters...

"Of course not, she's definitely a brave soul. Although I'm afraid that's due to the fact that she's what many would consider to be artificial... But I did make her on my own so she's my daughter regardless. Just missing what most people consider a heart. I somewhat stopped worrying about it though..."

"Indeed. It's all very strange how that all works, isn't it?" Miss Manni tilted her head for a moment. "While for most of us hunters, we end up coming here revived or changed into something else, the residents here seem to have tried their best to make do of the community that they're dealt with. Its all fairly impressive."

"I must say! You're an absolute delight to talk to. Now I'm curious where on earth that title of yours could have possibly steamed from! Huhuhu!" She laughed as they continued talking about this or that. Hunter dynamics must be strange.

"Ah I see. Is she perhaps some sort of automaton or machine?" Miss Manni asked. "I do know a hunter similar to that. She arrived to the manor alongside me. Perhaps the two of them could have some sort of social to get to know one another!"

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#miss manni | manor tea time #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#playdate time yippee!!#and dwbi #also nice nose :^D

"I have taken note of that. Although I don't pry, some of the abilities we get are quite fascinating. It's been beneficial to me so far, now that my asthma doesn't get in the way anymore. And I just ignore what my title entails, as do others."

He laughed again as they kept having a rather enjoyable conversation. He didn't seem concerned nor did it look like it was necessary to raise any alarms with him.

"She is similar to a machine, yes. Many call her a robot or android but those are just synonyms to what we just mentioned earlier. It'd be lovely for them to meet, I'm sure my daughter won't mind having a friend or two here."

“Hello there, dear!” A strange mannequin hobbled its way over, giving a friendly wave. “I don’t believe we’ve had a chance to formally meet. You’re one of the newer hunters to arrive here, correct? Do tell, how has your stay at the manor been so far?”

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((@manor-tea-time Teehee 🤭

"Hm?"

He looked over to the mannequin with an inquisitive look. He's aware that not many of the hunters here were human, so he had no room to judge. Although he was a little curious how she moved around in such a form... He gave her a courteous smile.

"Ah yes, we haven't met before. My stay here has been rather enjoyable surprisingly. I'm Briar, pleased to make your acquaintance."

“Oh, that’s lovely to hear! It’s always a mixed bag around here I’m afraid. The manor has a knack for being unpredictable towards its newer residents." The hunter's head drooped a bit. It was hard to tell if it was from the hunter's sheer dramatics or their own form not cooperating with them.

“Briar, like the shrub yes? What an excellent name. The pleasure is mine! You may call me Miss Manni." She extended a hand to offer a handshake. "Although, if you'd prefer, my title is The Living Mannequin."

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"So I've heard. Although, when you live a life like mine, hardly anything can catch you off guard at this rate."

He gave a lighthearted chuckle and accepted her handshake, noting how the texture was more akin to felt and wool.

"Indeed. I'll refer you by name rather than title, lowers the tension between us more than sticking to titles. Especially considering how calloused the manor can be at assigning such things."

“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that you’ve had to get used to such chaos before arriving at this place.” She said solemnly. "I hope you've been able to find a fair amount of peace here thus far."

“That is very true. The titles the manor often assigns can be unflattering." She nodded, her tone changing to one of distaste at the mention of titles. "If it weren't for the games themselves I'd wonder why they'd even be necessary."

"That reminds me. How have you been faring in your matches so far? I hope the survivors haven't been giving you a rough time."

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"It's not as troubling anymore. There are some benefits to it. At least it's difficult to disappoint me at this rate. And you're right, the games are probably the only reason why give us quite the unsavory image."

He kept his calm tone and gave her a nod at the latter statment.

"I try my best to make sure the match isn't too easy... Especially since I work with my daughter. We tend to encourage corporation and sacrifice depending on how survivors want to handle us in a match. It's fair that I'm not qualified to be in special modes like Duo Hunters since I'm technically considered two entities. But normal matches have been alright for the most part."

"I suppose so. Despite everything, it is quite nice to be able to socialize around the manor without worrying about if I’m properly keeping up with commissions huhuhu!” She laughed, moving a hand to cover her face where a mouth should have been. "I do wish it was under slightly different circumstances, but I suppose there's not much the manor can do under the face of tragedy."

"You work alongside your daughter? That must be nice. This place doesn't scare the poor thing too much does it?" She asked, her voice sounding a bit concerned before snapping back to its usual cheeriness. “Oh silly me! I’m sure it doesn’t considering how you describe your teamwork together. I’m sure you both are formidable foes to go up against!”

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#miss manni | manor tea time #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#:^)

"That does sound rather pleasant. This manor, as twisted as it may be, does give all of us a sense of relief in some way. A little world of our own, albeit the drawbacks are definitely enough to make most reconsider."

He laughed with her as they continued to share pleasantries with one another. Surprisingly, he doesn't sound as bad as people make him out to be? Maybe because they're both hunters...

"Of course not, she's definitely a brave soul. Although I'm afraid that's due to the fact that she's what many would consider to be artificial... But I did make her on my own so she's my daughter regardless. Just missing what most people consider a heart. I somewhat stopped worrying about it though..."

“Hello there, dear!” A strange mannequin hobbled its way over, giving a friendly wave. “I don’t believe we’ve had a chance to formally meet. You’re one of the newer hunters to arrive here, correct? Do tell, how has your stay at the manor been so far?”

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((@manor-tea-time Teehee 🤭

"Hm?"

He looked over to the mannequin with an inquisitive look. He's aware that not many of the hunters here were human, so he had no room to judge. Although he was a little curious how she moved around in such a form... He gave her a courteous smile.

"Ah yes, we haven't met before. My stay here has been rather enjoyable surprisingly. I'm Briar, pleased to make your acquaintance."

“Oh, that’s lovely to hear! It’s always a mixed bag around here I’m afraid. The manor has a knack for being unpredictable towards its newer residents." The hunter's head drooped a bit. It was hard to tell if it was from the hunter's sheer dramatics or their own form not cooperating with them.

“Briar, like the shrub yes? What an excellent name. The pleasure is mine! You may call me Miss Manni." She extended a hand to offer a handshake. "Although, if you'd prefer, my title is The Living Mannequin."

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"So I've heard. Although, when you live a life like mine, hardly anything can catch you off guard at this rate."

He gave a lighthearted chuckle and accepted her handshake, noting how the texture was more akin to felt and wool.

"Indeed. I'll refer you by name rather than title, lowers the tension between us more than sticking to titles. Especially considering how calloused the manor can be at assigning such things."

“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that you’ve had to get used to such chaos before arriving at this place.” She said solemnly. "I hope you've been able to find a fair amount of peace here thus far."

“That is very true. The titles the manor often assigns can be unflattering." She nodded, her tone changing to one of distaste at the mention of titles. "If it weren't for the games themselves I'd wonder why they'd even be necessary."

"That reminds me. How have you been faring in your matches so far? I hope the survivors haven't been giving you a rough time."

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#miss manni | manor tea time #《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)#he felt extra silly that day

"It's not as troubling anymore. There are some benefits to it. At least it's difficult to disappoint me at this rate. And you're right, the games are probably the only reason why give us quite the unsavory image."

He kept his calm tone and gave her a nod at the latter statment.

"I try my best to make sure the match isn't too easy... Especially since I work with my daughter. We tend to encourage corporation and sacrifice depending on how survivors want to handle us in a match. It's fair that I'm not qualified to be in special modes like Duo Hunters since I'm technically considered two entities. But normal matches have been alright for the most part."

Happy Father’s Day Briar!

"Thank you. I'll be sure to spoil my daughter more for today."

#《The crystals fall》(answered ask)#《Wanderer》(anon)#《The Deluded Creator》(Briar)

“Hello there, dear!” A strange mannequin hobbled its way over, giving a friendly wave. “I don’t believe we’ve had a chance to formally meet. You’re one of the newer hunters to arrive here, correct? Do tell, how has your stay at the manor been so far?”

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((@manor-tea-time Teehee 🤭

"Hm?"

He looked over to the mannequin with an inquisitive look. He's aware that not many of the hunters here were human, so he had no room to judge. Although he was a little curious how she moved around in such a form... He gave her a courteous smile.

"Ah yes, we haven't met before. My stay here has been rather enjoyable surprisingly. I'm Briar, pleased to make your acquaintance."

“Oh, that’s lovely to hear! It’s always a mixed bag around here I’m afraid. The manor has a knack for being unpredictable towards its newer residents." The hunter's head drooped a bit. It was hard to tell if it was from the hunter's sheer dramatics or their own form not cooperating with them.

“Briar, like the shrub yes? What an excellent name. The pleasure is mine! You may call me Miss Manni." She extended a hand to offer a handshake. "Although, if you'd prefer, my title is The Living Mannequin."

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