Quite Contrary...

Do you wanna play a game? We could colour! Or play dolls! Or how about a game of... Loves Me, Loves Me Not? Indie Mary RP Blog from the Game Ib. M!Anon: None!

[ai-nimalcrossing]

stop stop stop stop stop

please do not hurt me i will not hurt you if you are going to make fun of me please leave me be…

made a monoko blog…. yeah son…

[2pfeliciano-deactivated20140213]

"Y-yes!" He replied, searching through his pockets for something, anything, to make this girl happy. She had her eyes closed, and she was expecting something.

"Ah, right!" He said, placing the object in her hands. Small girls liked toys, dolls, right? He remembered finding one earlier, long pink hair, a pretty dress, like a magical princess. He couldn’t even remember why he picked it up, perhaps he was looking for the owner. But now it had a new owner. 

"It is especially for you!" Feliciano said, closing her hands around the doll. 

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Her eyes shot open and she looked down at the doll with an ear-to-ear grin, looking it over with the same grin frozen on her face. A doll with pink hair? Hmm... It wasn't really her style, but like hell she was going to turn down a free doll.

"Thanks mister! Gosh, that's nice of you!" She held the doll out at arms length. There was nothing weird or cute about her at all. Actually, she looked a lot like the same kind of tall, weird adults that she hated. But "please" and "thank you" were basic manners and "This sucks" didn't fit in with either of those.

[suzushinayuriko]

電気消すね♥ (I’ll turn off the light now♥)

[ai-nimalcrossing]

i should have gone to bed like 900 years ago

goodnight everyone!! merry christmas!!

[crazyredrose-deactivated2014050]

Ib smiled as she could easily tell how excited that her statement had made Mary. She nodded as she broke the huge and showed the small red box. “It’s not much, but…I did managed to get ya something before I came here…”

Inside of the box was a small amount of candy, that would surely make the blonde ecstatic.

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It didn't take long before Mary had annihilated the box, tossing the lid off like a bug she wanted flicked out of her hands. Upon seeing the sweets, her face lit up like a lighter and she all but squealed for joy.

"Candy! CANDY! Oh, Ib, THANK you so SO much! You brought me CANDY!" Once, only once before had Mary ever eaten a piece of candy, and even then, she wasn't even sure that's what it was. Here in the Fabricated World, candy came only once in never. She flew into her friend, wrapping her arms around her and spilling her box everywhere. "Thank you!"

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{10 WANT TO PLAY!}

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The older girl looks at her in silence before speaking again, “My name is Viola. It’s nice to meet you…” She nods a bit at her introduction and tries to give her a small smile.

"Who are you?"

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Mary was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, judging people by how they looked was getting her nowhere. This pretty, young, not-tall, girl she'd thought seemed so fun hadn't said anything fun yet. Maybe she was just impatient, but she, Mary, could never be impatient!

"It's nice to meet you too, Viola! Gosh, you have such a pretty name!" Mary grinned. "What brings you here?"

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{10 WANT TO PLAY!}

[despairinghunter-deactivated201]

Hunter smiled as Mary said she was trying to think of a game to play. Well, he knew where he was, but a small game wouldn’t hurt anything. He chuckled a little bit as he knelt down to her level. “Well, I’ve been looking for a way out of her, but I think I can play with you for a while.”

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"Well who said I wanted to play it with you?" Mary let the uncomfortable silence settle over the two of them before she started laughing. "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding! Do ya wanna play dolls?"

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{10 WANT TO PLAY!}

[demonmaxwell]

“Mary, you say? Quite a lovely little name you have there…" Maxwell commented, still grinning widely.

“So, the fabricated world, you say? What a strange place this is, what feelings of unnaturalness. As if I am being watched with every step I take! May I ask… what sort of place this fabricated world is? I’m not entirely sure if I would like such a place or not…”

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He talked so much... And what a creepy stare... Mary looked at him with a bit of uncertainty, folding her hands behind her back and shifting her weight from foot to foot.

"It's a gallery, silly!" She remarked, the effervescence returning to her voice. "Just look around, dont'cha see all the paintings hanging on the walls?"

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Feliciano stared at the girl who looked as if she was about to cry. He hated when people cried. It made him want to cry, and he hated crying. “Oh- uh, hey! I got you a present!” He smiled, a cruel lie in one sentence. He would have to think of something, but for now he had to stall.

[lostdaughtersportrait-blog]

Almost as if someone had flipped a switch, Mary's face lit up. It didn't matter at all that she had never met this man before and that she didn't even know his name, all that mattered was that she had a pending present in his hands.

"You did?" Mary's face utterly oozed excitement. "You really did? Oh my gosh, thank you!!" Grinning as wide as she could, she shut her eyes and held out her hands.

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{10 WANT TO PLAY!}

[the-fake-viola-deactivated20171]

She stand there patiently, waiting for the girl to speak before quietly greeting her when she thought she waited long enough. “Hello…”

[lostdaughtersportrait-blog]

Broken from her concentration, Mary glanced up at the girl in front of her. It was... a young girl. With pretty coloured hair. And pretty eyes. Oh finally it wasn't some stupid, tall, boring, adult!

"Hi there, miss!" She chimed, bouncing up onto her tippy-toes and completely forgetting about any shred of a plan for a game. "Who are you?"

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"And that all means more to you than me being with you?" Ib gave a fake frown as she pulled Mary into a hug, pulling out a small red box out of view. "And I wouldn’t say you didn’t get any presents…"

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"IB!" Mary shouted with glee, bouncing up and down at a speed that would probably be considered faster than possible, although perhaps that was simply a trick of the light. "Didja get me a present?! You did didn't you? Didja?!"

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{10 WANT TO PLAY!}

[despairinghunter-deactivated201]

Hunter looked at the blonde as she tried to process how many people were around. Maybe she had met some new people earlier, he didn’t see anyone else. He smiled a bit though as he looked at her. “Hello there, who are you?”

[lostdaughtersportrait-blog]

"I'm Mary, and I'm trying to think of a game to play!" Looking up at the boy in front of her, she made her assumptions: he wasn't as boring as the rest. Sure, he was older than her, but he still looked young enough to not be tall and boring. Adults were too tall and too boring. "What're you doing?"

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{10 WANT TO PLAY!}

[demonmaxwell]

“Hello there, my dear!" Maxwell remarked, grinning widely before bowing down gently. "My name is Maxwell, my dear! I must say, I was starting to wonder if I was ever going to find anyone here. Tell me, where are we? This place looks quite different from earlier. Oh forgive me as well, for not asking your name, my dear…”

[lostdaughtersportrait-blog]

This guy was too happy. Forget all this playing around business, she didn't want to play any games with any guy who acted like that. All these people flooding in without her permission just bugged her to no end.

"You're in the Fabricated World, Mister," She began, keeping her voice lower than her usually cheer. "I'm Mary."

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{10 MORE people are hanging around!}

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"Gosh there is just so many of you! Is this my Christmas present? All these new friends? In that case..." Mary scanned the group, rocking back on her heels and pouting just slightly. "...Can I get the receipt?"

[crazyredrose-deactivated2014050]

"Christmas is also about spending time with family and you got me, right?"

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"But IIIIIIIIIIB!" Mary whined with an overly exaggerated pout. "I didn't get any presents! Or see any snow! Or hear any magic reindeer or anything!"

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{10 WANT TO PLAY!}

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"Ten... people? TEN of you?!" Mary paused a moment, trying to process what exactly she could do with ten people. Did such a game exist...? "Ten people..." She muttered, completely forgetting to greet any of said people.

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"You mean there's a whole day where I get to do nothing but tear open gifts and eat anything that's put in front of me..."

"But it's practically over and I got no gifts?!"