#perfectdcll

[tootyfuckingfruity]

“The truth is a knife. It cuts deep and it cuts both ways.” perfectdcll

“You sound jus’ like my brother.”

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[unhxngxd]

@perfectdcll​ | Mercy Starter! 

“Where is your mother, little one?” Mercy’s voice was soft and sweet as she bent down - a far cry from the black lipstick and cascade of reddened hair, the heavy makeup and black trench coat - but there was a small smile on darkened lips. An attempt to not seem so SCARY. 

After all, all she was seeing was a young girl stood on the train platform completely alone, with her pristine little coat and tiny suitcase, and it sparked a concern in her. She wanted to HELP, not scare her off. 

[bojackhorsemanobviously]

“Hello. My name is esther.” Perfectdcll

"Hello there, Esther , I'm Bojack... Horseman.... " What was he even doing here? He knew nothing about children, especialy taking care of children. But in his old age he had no friends, no girlfriend, and the idea of dying alone terrified him. And maybe he could help this girl and someone make up for what happened to sarah lynn. " Those are some very nice drawings you have there , did you paint them yourself?"

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[butterygooooness]

“Do you want to play?” Perfectdcll

"I sure would!" Butter chripped happy at the idea someone wanted to play with him . Even if it was a stinky girl. "What did you have in mind?"

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[babydxhl]

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@perfectdcll | starter call.

“We could work together, you know.”

Mary’s feet dangled inches off the bed; she tugged at the cuffs of her starched orphanage uniform with small, impatient fingers. They were alone upstairs. Through the frosted-over windowpane came the sounds of children playing, a chastising adult’s voice.

She had been at St Augustine’s for two weeks now, fleeing Gotham for Bludhaven with a bounty on her head, finding sanctuary from one city’s most wanted among another’s least. But the high-pitched tones scratched at her throat, and once or twice it had taken all she had to not lash out viciously at a nun who dared catch her by the arm as she passed, ask Mary what-do-you-think-you’re-doing as if she couldn’t do what she damn well pleased.

Now, she fixed her gaze on the girl – woman – opposite.  

“We both have something to hide. And we both want out of here.”

[blackstardiopside]

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"I.. like that story." Said the younger girl in a tone soft as cotton. In Star's hands she has her plush cat close to her body. While the young girl is leaning against Esther, as if she were a comfy pillow. "I.. I hope we-we can get adopted together."

[crystalcalled]

@perfectdcll ❧ “I can’t find my parents.”

Kida turns around, she herself feeling lost in the crowd of unfamiliar and not very friendly faces. The sight of a little girl not much younger than her own adopted daughter, however, puts her at ease. At least just enough to put on a brave face.

"Perhaps it is fate that brought us together then, since I am looking for my family, too. Let us see if we can find them together, hm?"