My name is Jane doe, but you know that already. I am an alter in a system. I am 7 years old (bodily 18). I use She/her pronouns along with any doll neopronouns. I love playing with and taking care of children. Please be kind and respectful, especially when asking questions.
You may:
Ask how my day was
Call me your big sister
Ask for themed tea parties
Ask what it is like being a doll in a human body
You may not:
Be sexual or inappropriate
Violate our DNI
Pretend or roleplay that you are my owner. I do not belong to anyone but my dearest closest friends, and while I may play with you for a while, I will always need to be back on my shelf before bedtime.
Hi hello could we get a pack for an existing headmate?
You can flesh her out as much as you’d like, this is just all we know. If you have any questions dm us! Feel free to deny this request.
Her name is Jane doe. That’s the name you give to people without one so that’s her name. She’s a child and a doll, with a string in her back. When you pull it she says something! She enjoys tea parties.
Known roles: loneliness holder /trauma holder (feel free to add more roles)
In particular, she would like a story of where she was before being in the system. She’s begun having pseudo memories she’d rather replace.
Her best friends name is friend, a programmed part of another system. Friend is the ballerina you find spinning in a music box. Jane has a phobia of all Wilbur soot alters and depictions due to a run in she had with another systems persecutor. We have more art of her if that would help! Thank you!!
Titles/Nicknames ›› ㅤThe wind-up doll , the pull-string doll , porcelain in blue , the solemn and sapphire , deep blue , sky blue , the perfectly porcelain , [prn] Who awaits morning tea , the hostess (of the tea party) . . .
i wish i was a doll being restored. someone cares for me and cleans me up, oils my joints, washes my hair and all of a sudden all of my issues are completely gone and it’s like im brand new again
I feel like it should be physically impossible for my joints to get achey since they're, you know, MADE OF WOOD, but unfortunately the human form that's been crafted for me doesn't care what lies beneath the flesh so I've just kinda gotta put up with the unnecessary pain
Sadly the only reference I can offer is this mediocre stock image, but sitting in this pose gives me a decent bit of doll euphoria, for some reason. I don't know why, staring off into the distance with my face resting on my hands just makes me feel a little bit extra like a doll!
I wanted to give a special shoutout to dollkin folks that aren't very feminine or girly or even girls at all. It feels a little isolating not being able to relate a lot to the aesthetic posts in the dollkin tags, but I know I'm not alone and I don't want anyone else to think they are, either.
One thing I like to do that gives me doll euphoria is refer to my skin as my "polish". This is because I am made of wood and wooden dolls are often given a polished sort of finish, but I, err, can't refer to the surface of my body as just "my wood" because that is reminiscent of... shall we say... peanits...
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