SHSL Dollmaker

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Hello. My name is Sachiko Inoue. I am a SHSL Dollmaker. It's nice to meet you.

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A Phone Call Away.

If one were to search for the small doll maker, you probably wouldn't find her in her room. Actually, it would have been really hard to find the young girl, not anywhere where she could have probably been. Had she left the school? Had she been kidnapped?

Well, you could have said that.

Sachiko Inoue stood outside the school gates, a light jacket on her shoulders and phone in her hand. She seemed to be...waiting for something. There was no indication of what, only that she was rocking back and forth on her heels as she waited. She seemed to be excited. She looked up and down the street, then back down to her phone.

When he gave off a familar ringtone, she picked it up almost instantly.

"Momma?"

A surprisingly chipper voice came from the other end. Sachiko had to hold the phone away from her ear for a second, not used to the loudness of the call.

"Yes! Oh gosh honey I'm so sorry, but this cab driver took a wrong turn and we ended up going the complete opposite direction! I might be a few more minutes, alright! I hope you have a jacket on. You have a jacket on, correct? It's cool outside! I know I was outside already."

"Yes momma, I'm wearing a jacket. I'll see you soon. I love you."

"I love you too honey! See you soon!"

----

The woman on the other end of the line quickly shut her phone off, the big smile on her face from hearing her daughters voice almost instantly fading away. It was replaced with a sad frown as she looked out of the window of the taxi she was in. Her hangs wrung together, seemingly in deep thought.

How was she going to tell her?

#ic #not an open #sachi arc

Three murders.

Three dead bodies.

One that she happened to find.

Her slightly wide eyes couldn't do her emotions justice.

Sachiko had just stared at the girls body in front of her, wishing oh so much that she could get the awful feeling that was building up in her chest and head out. She wanted this to stop, just everything to stop. Why were people killing?

Her mind flashed right back over to the motive the bear had given them earlier in the week. She blinked a few times, the realization slowly hitting her. Her legs started to shake lightly as she tried to mentally compose herself.

She really wished she had her dolls with her right now.

#monobear express rp

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I'm sorry I haven't really been on Sachiko that often anymore. Her muse had just left me for a little while as I was rping Tatsuya. I'm going to do a bit of a mini arc however, and maybe post some meeting starter meme's to try and get back into the groove!! The small baby doll maker is not all lost!!]]

Still strong...right?

She didn’t want to sleep? Even as exhausted as she looked? Sachiko stared up at Anaki before gripping her arm lightly and attempting to pull her away from the punching bag and out of the room.

"You need to sleep. You look like you’re about to collaspe." She could deal with a slightly groggy walking Anaki, she doubted she could deal with one passed out on the floor.

Anaki leaned against the punching bag for support, not really moved by Sachiko’s pulls. She blinked again, shaking her head.

"Sleepin’…won’t fuckin’ help me. It’ll just make shit worse right now…"

She blinked, turning her head to look at Anaki in the eyes.

"Why not?" Sachiko asked, wishing the concern she had would have gone through her voice. Had...she been getting nightmares again?

#ic #shslpiracy #[[Whoops short ish]]

Still strong...right?

Once more she blinked at her. The sounds coming from the punching bag were starting to get softer and softer. She looked like she was about to pass out! If Sachiko could have she probably would have pouted as she placed a hand on her friends arm, hoping the touch would get her to stop.

"Anaki. You need to stop. You need rest." What was up with her friend…?

Anaki panted as she stopped punching. Even this smaller girl’s grip was enough to hold back her punches right now, it seemed. She shook her head out a little and blinked a few times.

"I don’t want t’ sleep…"

She didn't want to sleep? Even as exhausted as she looked? Sachiko stared up at Anaki before gripping her arm lightly and attempting to pull her away from the punching bag and out of the room.

"You need to sleep. You look like you're about to collaspe." She could deal with a slightly groggy walking Anaki, she doubted she could deal with one passed out on the floor.

#ic #shslpiracy

Still strong...right?

Something was wrong. Sachiko didn’t know what it was, but she knew enough to walk over to the pirate and stand off to the side, just in the others line of vision. She could see the bags under her friends eyes, and she blinked.

"You look tired." She said, looking Anaki in the eyes. "You should stop. Have you eaten anything today?"

Had she eaten? She couldn’t even remember right now, she was just too damn tired to think of much more than what she was currently doing.

"I’ll be…fine…" She continued going at the bag a little as she spoke, despite the fact that her hits were weakening quite a bit at this point. "Jus’ tired…"

True, she felt dizzy from all of this, but stopping and going to sleep meant more nightmares. She didn’t want to deal with that shit, since it would just wake her up again anyways.

Once more she blinked at her. The sounds coming from the punching bag were starting to get softer and softer. She looked like she was about to pass out! If Sachiko could have she probably would have pouted as she placed a hand on her friends arm, hoping the touch would get her to stop.

"Anaki. You need to stop. You need rest." What was up with her friend...?

#ic #shslpiracy

Still strong...right?

She had to slightly wonder why she found herself in the gym at this time. Sachiko wasn’t one for sports, she didn’t run or play any games of the sort. Maybe it was a sensory thing, knowing that something was up inside the room. Or mayne it was by chance.

Either way, the doll maker found herself looking at Anaki, one of her dearest friends. She watched quietly from the doorway, noting the sluggish speed her friend was working at. She hadn’t seen her in a couple of days, and to be honest she had been meaning to visit her sooner or later. Looks like the visit ended up being the former.

She blinked. Sachiko didn’t know how to use a punching bag, but the off punches she saw probably wasn’t it. Was she alright? She took a few steps inside and called out to Anaki, hoping to catch her attention.

"Anaki?"

Anaki continued going at the punching bag with erratic and sluggish movements, not turning to face her friend as she normally would have.

“Pant…Yeah…?”

She responded in a tired and out of breath voice. She had clearly been overworking herself, but she just didn’t feel like stopping.

Something was wrong. Sachiko didn't know what it was, but she knew enough to walk over to the pirate and stand off to the side, just in the others line of vision. She could see the bags under her friends eyes, and she blinked.

"You look tired." She said, looking Anaki in the eyes. "You should stop. Have you eaten anything today?"

#ic #shslpiracy

Comforters [OPEN]

If anyone were to look for the small doll maker, they would probably find that she was no were to be found. Well, no where outside her room. Sachiko had found herself staying inside the room, blankets gathered on top of her as she curled up into a ball on the bed.

The execution this time had gotten to her. There were spiders, lots of spiders. The tiny little insect's she hated with a passion and avoided at all costs. She had wanted to look away but she had found herself frozen in fear at the time, and now all she wanted to do was forget the whole thing.

She clutched her rag doll to her chest, her other works on the bed with her. They comforted her, her own small family as she laid on her side, watching one of the old movies the TV beside her bed could play. She couldn't understand any of them, seeing as how they were in english, but at least watching the people move around in the screen got her mind off of...a lot of things.

One could doubt she wanted to go outside.

#ic #monobear express rp #open

Still strong...right?

What’s wrong with Anaki?

Well, anyone who came into the gym would see that it was painfully obvious she needed sleep. Heavy bags were under her eyes, her steps were sluggish, she seemed unable to focus on more than one thing at a time. But, if that was the case, why was she working out so damn hard? Beads of sweat collected at her brow, her heavy eyes were filled with a piercing determination as she worked at the weights, moved to a treadmill, went on to do some push-ups…just about anything she could use to get stronger was utilized at least once.

There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to how she was working out either, she just seemed to be trying to work herself to the point of collapse. She wasn’t doing sets, she wasn’t taking breaks, she clearly wasn’t thinking too hard about what she was even doing.

Perhaps something is bothering her? Well, it couldn’t hurt to ask…then again, as she stood up and began to sluggishly beat on the punching bag, it was obvious she might end up hurting herself if this continued.

She panted and continued with the punches, which were pretty much weak and useless at this point. She wasn’t practicing punches, she was just moving so she could say she was working out.

She had to slightly wonder why she found herself in the gym at this time. Sachiko wasn't one for sports, she didn't run or play any games of the sort. Maybe it was a sensory thing, knowing that something was up inside the room. Or mayne it was by chance.

Either way, the doll maker found herself looking at Anaki, one of her dearest friends. She watched quietly from the doorway, noting the sluggish speed her friend was working at. She hadn't seen her in a couple of days, and to be honest she had been meaning to visit her sooner or later. Looks like the visit ended up being the former.

She blinked. Sachiko didn't know how to use a punching bag, but the off punches she saw probably wasn't it. Was she alright? She took a few steps inside and called out to Anaki, hoping to catch her attention.

"Anaki?"

#ic #shslpiracy

All she wanted was something to eat.

She didn't want this. Not this again.

Sachiko looked from the body to the girl holding what seemed like a bloodied knife and back again. She quietly took a few steps backwards from her as she felt her knees start to shake. She wouldn't...try again, would she? Not with this many people around. That would defeat the purpose of the murder.

She found herself leaning against a wall of the kitchen, bumping into it lightly and making herself jump. She looked around the room. There was...a lot of paint supplies here. Why would all of this be in the kitchen area?

There were a lot of questions running around in her head, and she knew she had to try to figure them out soon. Or else, everyone's lives would be in danger...

#ic #monobear express rp #reaction

Pillows [Open]

Kuno furrowed his eyebrows.

"Tch! Don’t get mad at yourself for saving someone’s life.. Or atleast stopping them from hurting themselves. It’s in the past…" Kuno kicked his feet on the couch, and finally stopped flipping the magazine. "I don’t know how people do it.. get so worked up over the past. You can’t do anything now.. what’s done is done. Just like how I was blamed.. what’s getting paranoid at everyone going to do? Getting angry and staying in my room.. It’d just annoy me more." Kuno leaned back on the couch and smiled back at her. "It’s a stupid thing to say.. but don’t worry about it so much.. I’m sorry you feel bad about it though…" Kuno bite his lip and read the article, “How to become a demon in 6 simple steps!”. Kuno chuckled.

She listened to him carefully, turning her head to look at him fully. He…was right. She was just getting carried up in the past. She couldn’t do anything about it now, no matter how much she try. Dante was dead, and he wasn’t coming back…Sachiko slowly nodded her head and brought the pillow to her chest. She deciced to take his advice.

"Alright. I’ll try to not worry. Thank you. And it’s alright. You don’t have to worry about me either."

She blinked, however, when he read the title of the article he had seemed to find outloud. A small smile graced her lips. “Maybe we could use that to stop Monobear.”

"Hey, yeah! Blugh.. One of the steps is to write a contract in blood.. but not in English in Latin! I don’t know shit about that… This is really graphic, But I kind of wanna keep it.. in case we get outta here.. Y’know?" He smiled and tilted it showing her the weird images in the magazine. "I used to hang stuff like this on my bedroom wall.. Not because I was interested.. but because I liked how it looked. I didn’t like the blank spaces on my wall." He grinned thinking about his room and decided to ask something, "Did you miss.. your home?"

She stared at the picture he was showing her, tilting her head in thought. It was...a pretty grusome picture, if she was being brutally honest. "I don't know anything about Latin either. All I know is Japanese." She looked from the magazine to him, and nodded her head. They were going to get out of here. She was sure of it.

The question came out of the blue (even though they were sort of talking about home) and she had to think about it for a few seconds. "Yes, I do. I miss my mother and my father and my grandmother. But I'm sure everyone misses the place where they feel like they belong. It's part of the adventure of leaving." She blinked at him, then tilted her head the other direction.

"Do you miss your home?"

#ic #rpkunopankoke #monobear express rp

"I'm so stupid, I know. I know that Hazuki and Takada care about me but I- just I- I can't help it…"

"It'll be alright, Sophie-chan. You can get through this. I know you can." She looked around, and found her eyes drawn to her beluga whale plushie. She tried to remember what the name of the toy was.

"Mevr. Beolega believes in you too." Okay, she probably butchered the name pretty badly. But she hoped the sentinment went through.

#ic #shslasmr #monobear express rp

Pillows [Open]

She listened to him speak, noting that his words were pretty much true. Still…she felt bad. He didn’t deserve that…execution or what ever that bear wanted to call it. Kuno was right. It was all the bears fault.

He didn’t seem cute anymore.

When he asked his question she turned to look down to the ground, kicking her feet a tiny bit. “I…” She didn’t know how to word this, how to word her thoughts and not make them out to sound like she was crazy. “If I didn’t wake him up, he might… have been killed by Monobear. Then the other wouldn’t have died, and we wouldn’t have had that trial…” Her expression didn’t change on her face, which seemed…probably a little unnerving for her companion. Especially with what she was talking about.

Kuno furrowed his eyebrows. "Tch! Don’t get mad at yourself for saving someone’s life.. Or atleast stopping them from hurting themselves. It’s in the past…" Kuno kicked his feet on the couch, and finally stopped flipping the magazine. "I don’t know how people do it.. get so worked up over the past. You can’t do anything now.. what’s done is done. Just like how I was blamed.. what’s getting paranoid at everyone going to do? Getting angry and staying in my room.. It’d just annoy me more." Kuno leaned back on the couch and smiled back at her. "It’s a stupid thing to say.. but don’t worry about it so much.. I’m sorry you feel bad about it though…" Kuno bite his lip and read the article, “How to become a demon in 6 simple steps!”. Kuno chuckled.

She listened to him carefully, turning her head to look at him fully. He...was right. She was just getting carried up in the past. She couldn't do anything about it now, no matter how much she try. Dante was dead, and he wasn't coming back...Sachiko slowly nodded her head and brought the pillow to her chest. She deciced to take his advice.

"Alright. I'll try to not worry. Thank you. And it's alright. You don't have to worry about me either."

She blinked, however, when he read the title of the article he had seemed to find outloud. A small smile graced her lips. "Maybe we could use that to stop Monobear."

#ic #rpkunopankoke #monobear express rp

"I'm so lonely." She burst out into tears, curling up in the blanket, "I have so many people here who care about me but I'm just so lonely now."

Sachiko stared at the other girl. Was...this part of her rule? She couldn't be sure, and she didn't want to make her confirm it. Who knew what would happen to her if she did. Instead, she tilted her head and tried to comfort her with words.

"If you have so many people that care about you, then you aren't lonely. It doesn't matter if you're physically with them. You have all your friends here." She remembered how the girl was pretty buddy buddy with the gourmet girl and the swords guy....

#ic #shslamsr #monobear express rp

Pillows [Open]

Kuno looked over at her and frowned, he shook his head. "You didn’t do anything.. It’s these stupid motives.. from that stupid black and white thing… and whoever the fuck is behind the stupid stuffed bear!" Kuno flipped through the magazine this time just to hear the noise, It made his hands do something while he continued- "I’m sure he really liked you or something.. But.. didn’t you always get that vibe that he was a sleepy person? …The motive was too much.. and He went and did….whatever.." Kuno huffed he didn’t like thinking about it. "I’m over it really.. I’m the idiot easy target for falling for it.. Who the hell closes their eyes in a room alone with someone else they just met?" Kuno scoffed.. Then looked back at her. “Any.. real reason why you think you had part in it? I-if you wanna talk about it.”.

She listened to him speak, noting that his words were pretty much true. Still...she felt bad. He didn't deserve that...execution or what ever that bear wanted to call it. Kuno was right. It was all the bears fault.

He didn't seem cute anymore.

When he asked his question she turned to look down to the ground, kicking her feet a tiny bit. "I..." She didn't know how to word this, how to word her thoughts and not make them out to sound like she was crazy. "If I didn't wake him up, he might... have been killed by Monobear. Then the other wouldn't have died, and we wouldn't have had that trial..." Her expression didn't change on her face, which seemed...probably a little unnerving for her companion. Especially with what she was talking about.

#ic #rpkunopankoke #monobear express rp

She smiled a little at her cuddling the stuffed toy.

"I got her when I went to Norway, Nicolaas and I were down by the pier and there was this adorable little booth with a whole bunch of them. I used to use stuffed animals to help not feel so lonely…" It seemed she was rather talkative without hugs.

She nodded slowly as she listened to the girl speak her words. "I understand. My dolls helped me when I felt lonely." She trailed off a bit in her speech, looking down at the ground.

"Are you lonely now?"

#ic #shslamsr #monobear express rp

Pillows [Open]

She had heard the footsteps from another visitor, but she didn’t check to see who it was right away. It was a few moments before she slowly turned her head and saw Sophie wrapped up in all her blankets and plushie. She blinked and watched her walk over. She was asking if Sachiko was alright, but Sachiko was wondering if the girl herself was alright…

"Yes, I’m fine. Are you?"

Sophie just nodded in response, holding the baby beluga not in the deep blue sea close, the magazine completely forgotten. After a little though she held the plushie out for Sachiko.

"Do you wanna hold Mevr. Beolega?"

She stared at the plushie, then looked up at Sophie. It was an odd question, but she nodded her head and placed the pillow and magazine she was holding down. Sachiko lifted her hands and reached out to the plushie, taking it in her arms and hugging it lightly.

It was soft, and she unconciously snuggled it a bit. The pillow she had wasn't as good as this or her dolls, but it was the other thing she had up until now. This was nice, and she looked over at the other girl and nodded again.

"Thank you."

#ic #shslamsr #monobear express rp

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