The Prototype

*The Prototype grabs Lily's arm and pulls her away from you* Don't touch her, she's not a toy.

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*He stares at Lily for a moment, then turns to you* Are you okay?

Molly: put me done you son of a-

Lily: or what? (The Prototype):Lily. (Lily):What? (The Prototype):Let her go. (Lily):No. (The Prototype):*his glare intensifies* I said, let her go.

Molly: put me down before I rip all that hair out of your head!

She knows many ways to kill someone.. or just torture them—

*leans against the bookshelf, arms crossed* Torture methods too? *his mechanical components whir softly* How... educational. Is that standard party demon training?

No.. it’s a side thing she learnt due to mental issues—

*At the Tea Party* (Poppy): *to the Prototype* What did you do to the orphans? (you and Lily): uh-oh she doesn't know~!*mockingly*(The Prototype):*destroys Lily's toy cat and he gently gestures you to shut up* (you):*rolls eyes but shuts up* (Lily):*angry* (The Prototype):They are in a better place now. (Poppy):*angry*(The Prototype):*is about to grab Poppy's head but notices Lily trying to grab Poppy* Don't touch her. (Lily):Fine.*grabs you instead* (The Prototype):*deadly glare at Lily*

RUMI AHH BITCH PUT ME DOWN

*traces the green streaks with careful mechanical fingers* Yes. Real. Not like... *glances back at the dollhouse with disgust* Not like those fake things.

Heh.. leave her alone.. she’s just a depressed Barbie :D

*snorts* Depressed Barbie. *smirks slightly* That's... good.

*pulls out skittles out of my pocket*

*The Prototype stares at you in disbelief* Did you just pull out skittles? In the middle of this?

*throws them at him* TASTE THE RAINBOW DUMASS