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No grave holds undead bodies down. So build ye coffins from brick,, for wood shall rot. Burry six feet beneath hardened earth topped with heavy stone least it dig up, popping like freshly decaying flower> Yet even such graves can hold this undead body down. With thunderous crash an iron ball held by metal rope crashed into old, towering, concrete and iron. Between the hammer of jacks and crumbling building upon the construction site none heard the hollering cries coming from within. A mushroom cloud followed suit, workers shielding themselves from dust and debris. Few coughed, those experienced knowing full well to shield beforehand. Yet what of the scream that came from before? No Human could survive. Crush. Crash. Crack. Even a Ghoul would find flesh and bone turned putty.
Soft peach, dust covered, fabric chews wildly upon rubble. The stone coffin cannot hold back this undead beast, for when the mighty one arose she stood tall with ripped left arm and cotton sticking out from chest back and leg. Eyes suddenly closed and a neutral expression upon open lips as a dusty belch escaped her mouth. "Yummy!" A tongue stuck out with narrowed, snake like, eyes and a smirk. Hop. Hop. The undead plush moved away from the construction site, looking back to gaze upon until a black stray dog ran by and scoped her up in its mouth and began running off. "Ah! Toy with me more you foul beast!? I'm into two legs, not four! Release me at once you file heathen!" Taking her unworking left arm, she ripped it off and began beating the dog in the face, and all that caused was it to thrash her on the ground and began trying to rip her apart.
Post by LORETKA MASTERS on Aug 19, 2018 1:40:48 GMT
"Are love, compassion and friendship really things to be scoffed at?"
"I'm not real... I'm not even strong. But if I can help you I will! I'll do anything!"
It had been a long day at school. A full timetable of lessons- some of them really hard ones, and drama practice at lunch (Lori was not a great actress but still enjoyed making props), followed by an afternoon of Lacrosse with the physical ed. department. Her face was still a little flushed from exertion, and indeed all she wanted was to go home and have a nice hot bath. Humming tunelessly to herself while twirling a loose bang with her right hand, and clutching those books which would not fit easily into her backpack with her left, Loretka passed by the old Samasawa apartment block which was scheduled for demolition today. In fact, she thought she saw the plume of dust, billowing into the sky when the building went down. She was still a couple of streets away. It was a fairly normal occurrence, of course. They were in Kanto, in a city. Buildings went up and came down almost as the calendar changed. What did succeed in catching her attention however, was a stray dog playing with a rather animated looking toy. Lori was a little scared of dogs, but she approached cautiously as it hurried away from the site of the demolition site. She blinked several times. The doll appeared to be attacking the dog!
"In-kun, please wait!" she called after the dog, which hurried off with its prize. Lori pounded after it, managing to catch up, and corner it in an alleyway, whereby thanks to the doll's resistance it appeared to be attempting to do her in once and for all. She soon realized, however, that the dollwas speaking. A... talking... doll? Lori pulled a face of sheer confusion at the events unfolding before her. Unless... She had to get that dog away!
"Gravity powers... Activate!" Loretka said, and as she did, she engaged in a dramatic transformation. One by one, her clothes were replaced by the goggles, mini skirt, cropped vest, and thigh length boots that comprised her powers. "Soul Release: Gravity Princess!" she said as with a dazzling, brilliant flash of light, Loretka had completed her magical girl transformation into her true form. "Tele... kinesis!" she said and with a hand gesture, she blasted the dog, holding the doll in its jaws, into the back wall of the alleyway with a satisfying thunk. It yelped loudly, before letting go of the doll and scampering off, whimpering."
Lori walked closer to the doll, which by now was in a pretty sorry state. "A- are you okay, Ningyō-chan?" she asked it, cautious of getting too close.
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Bright flash, enveloping light; A loud statement as though proclaiming I am here! Such an audacious attraction captured attention from both beast and Living Dead. The abnormal wasn’t abnormal for Gabby, but few displayed their powers thusly. Crimson eyes focused and gaping mouth slowly closing, she thwacked the dog once more before being blasted away. Her light body was tossed against wall, falling onto cool concrete.
White stuffing filled the origin point all to where she flew. Both legs were ripped and half stuffing gone from her body. Her left arm had been dropped along the way. ”Nice panties. Now, mind lending me a hand, or really my arm? And my organs that are over there, and there, a lot is there.” She joked about being given a hand but this was quite literal. Casual tone, uncaring as though this happens all the time without an ounce of irritation.
Post by LORETKA MASTERS on Aug 20, 2018 1:26:59 GMT
"Are love, compassion and friendship really things to be scoffed at?"
"I'm not real... I'm not even strong. But if I can help you I will! I'll do anything!"
"W-w-w-whaaat?" Lori asked, shocked. N- nice panties!? She pulled a shocked face, realizing that the doll had most likely been able to see up her skirt, even up her petticoat. Eeeeeeeeeek! She instantly shoved her hands down to shield her modesty from the little doll on the ground which was looking somewhat worse for wear. She delicately walked forward, tottering slightly on her heeled boots which were still not something she was entirely used to. She scooped up Gabby into her arms, and knelt down to pick up the other various bits of her that were haphazardly strewn about.
"Ningyō-chan, you're pretty beaten up! I can tell you're a Kaizo Konpaku just like me! I have a sewing kit at home and I can sew you right back up!" Lori told her, a sunny, cutesy smile on her face. "You're stuck in this little dolly form aren't you? Don't you have a gigai? You poor soul." Lori said, snuggling Gabby tightly in her chest, as she turned out of the alleyway and headed for home, powering down her Soul Release so that no-one would catch her in the crazy magical-girl outfit. Although Lori secretly thought the goggles were cute, and she had more than once tried to work out how she could keep the boots, she felt that it was quite ostentatious, and did not help her remain inconspicuous on the down-low.
"So, Ningyō-chan, what's your name?" She asked Gabby with a delightful smile. Hopefully this modsoul was normal. The last guy she'd met was... Interesting to say the least. While his gears and steam aesthetic was rad he was a little dorky, and he had some social issues. He seemed to love making gadgets, whereas Lori was simply obsessed with improving her gigai.
Female charm, what lied between stockings and skirt pondered many males. This phenomenon’s name came to be called Schrodinger's Skirt, and Gabby cracked the mystery of Lori’s underwear. What other secrets were held behind bright green pools? Innocence and bliss, purifying corrupted hearts. Comfortable, mushy, heart; Soft plush body pressed against soft mounds, chilled hunger silently growled behind her perverse smile. An undying body possessed by one of her own? Gushing blood and crunching bones. The fun had begun.
“For an exhibitionist, you sure got spooked when I pointed out the obvious a bit ago. Gabby thanks you Exhibitionist-san.” Gathered parts tucked away for safekeeping, much like Gabby wiggled with light questionable sounds of joy. Lori’s scent, her odor from sweat and perfume that seeped into her clothing; Lori would become Gabby’s. But first she needed to talk while rubbing her face against Lori’s arm.
“Oh, that’s somewhere safe. Somewhere nice and comfortable, just like where I’m now.” Even without teeth Gabby still chewed on Lori’s shirt. “Lori, teach me to fix me. I’ll chew you all over if you do. I’m nice like that. “
Post by LORETKA MASTERS on Aug 21, 2018 16:39:33 GMT
"Are love, compassion and friendship really things to be scoffed at?"
"I'm not real... I'm not even strong. But if I can help you I will! I'll do anything!"
"An ex-hibitionist!?" Lori looked at the cheeky little doll in her arms who was making lewd noises now that made her think twice at having picked her up. So her name was Gabby? Lori furrowed her eyebrows and puffed out her cheeks, as she held the doll at arm's length and glared at her, having stopped in her tracks. "Hey," she began, using the best tone of authority that she possessed, "Gabby-chan, that is very rude!" she said, emerald eyes stony. "And my name is Loretka, but you can call me Lori if you like." she told her, before clutching the doll back to her bosom, and continuing on her way.
'Isn't that girl a little be old to be playing with dolls?'
'She's in high school, why is she talking to it like she's a little kid?'
Loretka's little outburst had attracted the attention of passersby, who only saw a girl playing with a doll. She flushed bright red and hurried on her way, looking over her shoulder to try and hide the fact that Gabby was in fact alive. Her body was very broken right now, but nonetheless, she was alive. Lori frowned. Her dolly form was so cute! She wanted to squeeze and cuddle it but had to remember not to be rude, since there was a person in there. Gabby wasn't helping matters by rubbing against her, and nibbling at her shirt.
"Gabby-chan I don't want to be chewed!" Lori told her sternly, as she rounded the corner onto her street. "But if you like, I can put you into another plushie and show you how to sew yourself up." she told her with a sniff and a harrumph. "But only if you're good." Gabby had defeated her hopes of finding a totally normal modsoul. Already she came across as quite strange. But while Lori was a popular girl in school, in the spirit world, she was nobody's friend. As modsouls they had to stick together.
Until she should die break or lie not a Devil or Reaper will have her soul to take. And should she lie to betray herself she'd damn herself and her soul for sake. She didn't need want or hate on her mind, no crimes of passion or possessions in kind. Lori's hands would mend Gabby's tattered by if she behaved yet persistence reigned supreme. Like the salmon who swims upstream so too did Gabby continue filling her mouth with Lori's sleeves, albeit with less biting and more sucking. Delectable treat, rarely did Gabby partake in a Modified Soul's body. Washing detergent still remained slightly mixing well with natural bodily odor but, what was this? Open eyes happily watched where they traveled while determining Lori's odd scent, one spiritual in nature. Fresh, open, clean Further examination was required.
"You're pretty chipper for-" Natural impulse took over Gabby's enjoyment yet continuing would mean Lori wouldn't stitch her. Behaving wasn't what Gabby normally did, only hiding when needed. A partly melancholic Gabby hadn't admitted defeat yet, instead closing eyes to think how she should approach Lori. She seemed far to innocent for her own good. "Mm. Comfy." Gabby wouldn't say why she found comfort, but she lightly snickered.
Post by LORETKA MASTERS on Aug 24, 2018 21:40:52 GMT
"Are love, compassion and friendship really things to be scoffed at?"
"I'm not real... I'm not even strong. But if I can help you I will! I'll do anything!"
Lori sighed as the doll in her hands sucked on her clothes and skin. How very strange. Perhaps this was the product of some deranged or perverted shinigami scientist. Lori didn't know. All she knew is that she would need to keep a careful watch over her. She seemed like she would be able to get into a lot of trouble and Lori didn't want to have her cover blown or have to clear up her messes. As they approached the garden gate, she heard her proclaim that she was comfortable before snickering. Lori looked down and saw her nestled in her modest bosom and realized what she was doing and frowned angrily again, yanking her away, and storming up the path to the front door which she fumbled open, key scraping the lock several times before she managed to open the door.
"Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww you are such a naughty little dolly!" Lori told Gabby angrily. "Just for that you get to go into Butako." she said, dumping her schoolbag by the entrance and, still holding Gabby quite tightly- away from her breasts, Lori plucked the pig-shaped doll off of the shelf and in the same hand grabbed her sewing kit, and placed herself down at her nice wooden workbench with aplomb.
"I told you to be good, Gabby-chan!" Lori admonished, ruefully. "Here now, go into this plushie." she said, putting Gabby's face mouth-to-mouth with the piggy doll, and patting her back so that her soul pill would switch bodies. Lori giggled as she realized that it was a little bit like burping a baby. Once the trade had been completed, Lori gathered all of the various bits of Gabby together on the table, and retrieved the slimmest needle she possessed and a set of thread similar in colour to Gabby's own.
The lottery rolled 777, but when Lori went to cash in her winning ticket the clerk said: Sorry, we've only got this much money to give you. Luck gave Gabby a wonderful view not long ago, and a comfortable resting place in Lori's arms. The relaxed smile and eyes remained throughout her time carried, ever so enjoying people's wondering gazes and whispering. Poor Lori to have obtained an oddball critter like Gabby. "Oh-ho, so this is where you live." Multiple scents were traced but went mostly ignored. Gabby's primary attention was directed at Lori's lingering scent in the area. If Gabby was to spend time with Lori, knowing her Reiatsu and scent were important.
A sudden intense crackling clear breeze, like high on a mountain top filled with fresh air. Thunderclouds above sent comforting shocks brisling across her body, moist air gave off an earthly aroma mixed with various plant oils; Such as Lori's scent to Gabby. Excitement arose within Gabby's stuffed body, only to be suddenly face to face and patted on the back during her distraction. "No wai-" She did vomit up her pill into the other body, but also a sweet, sticky, golden substance was now on the new plushie's mouth. Gabby had thrown up honey when patted. Not a lot, just some. Sucking up the honey with a neutral frown, she quickly went back to her relaxed smirk.
"Yeah, about that." Gabby glanced to the side, chuckling from embarrassment. "Whatever body I'm in ends up producing honey. So-" She pointed at Lori. "-next time, wait for me to get more ready." Though all the honey inside her previous body was only produced during that short moment, therefore none was now in her old body. Plopping down near Lori's hands, staying out of the way but within close view, she tilted her head. "So, how ya do this thing?"
Post by LORETKA MASTERS on Sept 14, 2018 14:21:08 GMT
"Are love, compassion and friendship really things to be scoffed at?"
"I'm not real... I'm not even strong. But if I can help you I will! I'll do anything!"
Lori frowned a little at all of Sasha's sniffing, as she was getting her scent. Was that a part of her modsoul powers? It was entirely likely. One thing she had found about them was that they tended to have weird personalities that matched up with their powers. That was part of the reason Lori herself was still a highschool girl despite the fact that she was in fact over a hundred years old now. As she got her into the little pig plush, Lori winced and recoiled slightly at the vomit that came from Gabby's mouth before she realized that it was only honey! What a strange power she had. What purpose could that possibly have??
"That's very strange Gabby-chan. Why do you make honey?" Lori asked her, eyebrows puckered with concern. Gabby was watching quite closely now as she had sat down to examine how Loretka was going to fix her gigai. Lori took a deep breath, before blowing it out, and smiling determinedly. "Okay, so for your dolly, we'll have to just stitch it up! It looks like most of your stuffing is still there..." Lori trailed off, gathering it all together. There were several rips all over the doll but the biggest issue by far was the detached arm. Lori would sew that up first, before bothering with the rest. "So you just poke the needle up through one side," she said, deftly threading it up through the inside of the arm, "and then down through the other side." now poking the needle, thread attached, down through the shoulder of the plush. She pulled the thread taught, and the two came together. The seam would be on the inside so as not to be unsightly. As Lori worked, she got faster and faster once she was sure that Gabby had got the jist of it, threading arm and torso back together in a single piece until the two were firmly fastened to one another.
"See, that's not so hard, is it? Do you want to try it on one of your rips, Gabby-chan?" Lori asked her, beaming sunnily.
”Honey is delicious. It’s all my sweet personality.” Tasty little Pinky. Alas, to bad she wasn’t strawberry flavored. A honey strawberry mix wouldn’t taste good. Gabby should know with how much she ate, but a certain, long time, friend thought lots of things tasted good. Her own tastebuds were more refined, like aged wine compared to an old shredded tire. Where was Kara? Probably off somewhere destroying her vessel’s stomach lining. Yet another thing Gabby always worried about with Kara, but didn’t need to worry about herself. Though with Gabby’s knack for trouble part replacement was a thing.
”I’m a hungry wolf with an insatiable appetite.” Needle and thread, Gabby watched Lori mend her plush body. Sowing looked like it would be fun. She could pin all sorts of fancy things on herself. ”So be careful when I’m in a body.” Gabby’s attention on her powers trailed off more and more as she watched Lori. She grabbed the needle with both hands and swayed it from side to side, quickly taking up various positions like a makeshift samurai. ”Surrender your cheetos.” Sitting down, Gabby begun moving the needle through the arm. ”Like this, and this?” She asked, accidentally sowing herself to the arm.
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