Dottie

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Living Dead Girl
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Race: Changeling
Entitlement: Greenskeepers of the Thorned Garden
Full Name: Doto "Dottie" ChandiLynn Skinner
Motley: The Horde
Date of Birth: April 1, 1979
Heritage: Mutt 'Murican
Occupation: A hopeless layabout. A shiftless dreamer.
Virtue/Vice: Loyalty/Epicurean.
Kiths: Gristlegrinder/Oni/LockJaw
Seeming: Ogre
Apparent Age: 18
Height: 5'0" (But she acts like she's twice that)
After the Flesh
Famous Last Words


Things Dottie has said to various people
  • Dottie shrugs a little, "Condoms are useful for people like us. I mean, we can still get sick from raw dogging the strange."
  • 'I mean like, you cant dirty talk to a bear. It'd be all like, 'What the hell? I'm a goddamned bear.'
  • 'Fast food is not -Food-. You can't taste the pain and fear in Fast Food; the life it had. It's Lifeless.'
  • 'Better living through fisting. This I can get behind.'
  • <Spring> Dark Isz, Dottie says, "Mister Gone, my favorite Baddie."
  • <Spring> Cockneys and Dottie says, "Hee."
  • <Spring> The real Hunger Games, Dottie says, "Approps title placement."
  • "Yeah but being a bitch is like a lot of hard drugs; okay once and a while but you do it too much you become a junkie. And then everyone hates you and wants nothing to do with you because well..you're a goddamned junkie. And at least there's rehab for drugs. Aint no rehab for bitches, just cats."
  • "I really oughta have a warnin' label."
  • <Changeling> Cantankerous Kerfuffle says, "Dottie, we're gonna make you queen and everyone thought this was a great idea!"
  • <Changeling> 28 is a big number, Dottie says, "Yay, cake for everyone!"
  • <Changeling> Woodbine says, "Yay cake!"
  • <Changeling> No One Lives Forever, Dottie says, "Mandatory Cake!"
  • <Changeling> Quarrelsome Kerfuffle watches Dottie fatten up the freehold.
  • <Changeling> Isz, Dottie says, "Someone's giving her too much credit. ;)"
  • <Changeling> Pride+Prejudice & Dottie says, "We don't make mistakes just happy Little coincidences."
  • Dottie slaps her hand on the table, suddenly, and glares at Rook. "I'm plenty fuckin' moist!" Yes, room, welcome to that ear-full of delight.
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People are Strange


Family

  • Dora - Big Sis. Brains that cannot be eaten. Tender in all the important ways. There's not even quality time any more because it's all taken by the planning and the courts. I guess it's for the greater good. Says 'Love you' a lot..
  • Bobby - Silly, fun, adorbz. He's gone though, I know his sister had some issues. Came back but it's still like he's gone.
  • Don - Provider of liquor. Man of mischief. Bestest Bud! I need more booze! MIA like a yoyo.
  • Missy - Skinner, Family and Party Girl! Still about, need to meet her more.
  • Odie - You're growing so much and getting out so much more. I couldn't be prouder of you. I also couldn't miss you more. So many I love yous.. I tire of words. I hope that it's worth it.
  • Winter Knight - Uncle. Cat.Usually not big on animals. But I like you.

Escapees

  • Mister Abernathy -You're a beautiful thing and adored by many. You understand what it is to feel hollow. I would not change you for all the world. Not even all the world covered in barbecue.. Not even for me. There's love here. Lots of 'Love ya, Dot' if he has the time, always busy.
  • Eleri - You're pretty, firey I can see it now I guess. I will find you and you can teach me how not to catch fire. Helpful to Dora, and you have nothing but my appreciation for it.
  • Brand - Grow where and when you need to; I'm glad I taught you that but will I miss you. Use it if you've got it. Once partner in crime. A little too interested in things that are deep. Shallow water doesn't kill you as fast.
  • Rhys - Like a poptop; canned in metal. Nice enough though but new to the city. Very clever, sweet, likes plants and the hedge.
  • Owen - You're so nice and fuzzy and you like my food! That's so cool! I'm sorry to hear you got hurt but you have so many people helping it makes me happy! never got to learn much from you. Shame.
  • Spring Fling Queen & Siblings - You are smart people. Hungry people. Like my family, only...there's something wrong. Good riddance to that treacherous slut. Let it be a lesson to you both and other Springs too. Desire is not currency. It will eat you.. You have to consume or be consumed.
  • Arkady - Doctor Russian Guy! So nice, and sooooo pretty and white. I want to pet him and ask him to go hunting sometime. But he seems.. put off by the idea of finding prey. This makes me sad.
  • Wendell- Don't give up! You will find a place! Just don't think about it so hard and while you're waiting do good things to make people feel good. We have enough bad stuff.
  • Mister Peepers - Dottie. D. Oh. Double t. eye. eeeee! You got it! But I like you, you're like the head butler from this stupid show I love. Pretty cool and ever so unflappable. This..will be fun. I really wanna meet your lady!
  • Arlene - You're so weird lookin, but like, hot in a weird way. Like all those tentacle anime's people make me watch.
  • Squirtle - Intresting. Mock Turtle. Will you, wont you, will you wont you....wont you?
  • Myles - There's something about you I cannot quite put my finger on. But we're not really here are we? And we aren't really who we are at all.

'Don't Eat Dottie'

  • Kilo - Supersonic speeds of fucking fun and easy with the party favors. Loves my FireShine Cordial. Sister.
  • Free - R.I.P.
  • Hoax - Okay, you treat her better than Free. But you're kinda a pussy comparatively.. I mean. Like.. no offense.

Sheeple

  • Cid - I expected more..
  • Lomax - There's more you know. To life. There's so much more. Stop being afraid of what you can do to people and start accepting what you can do for people. Love and let Die

WTFBBQ?

  • My Shadow - I don't feel bad. I don't care what happened to me. None of that made me hate you. What you did to them made me hate you. We will find a way and we will destroy you.
Pictures of You
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Lump
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Burnt Flowers Falling
“Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.” - Addams
Ways to meat..er..meet up.

Escapees

  • The worlds tiniest Ogre. [1]
  • Spring Courtier.
  • Tracker, fighter and fairly pleasant to be around until she looses her temper.
  • ...she bites a lot when she looses her temper.
  • Just trying to Survive
  • Dat Cackle Doe...

Mortal

  • Skinner brat.
  • Scrapper.
  • Petty Theft and B&E
  • Brainless.
  • Gullible.
  • Violent.

Other

  • She's a pretty good cook.
  • She has an amazing sense of smell.
  • She will smack that cigarette right out of your mouth..
  • ..but she'll put a joint in it's place.
  • Smoke=Fire & Fire=BAD
  • Dogs, who ever heard of a zombie who liked dogs?
  • ENFP-A It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for – and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool – for love – for your dreams – for the adventure of being alive.
    ::Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Fatty Boom Boom!
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Striking Looks: Feral
Feral Mien, Lethal Mien, Armored Mien, Acute Mien Sense
Iron Stamina, Iron Stomach
Tolerance for Biology
Twisted Transistor
Noise

Royals - Lorde


I've never seen a diamond in the flesh
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
And I'm not proud of my address,
In a torn-up town, no postcode envy
But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash.
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair.

And we'll never be royals (royals).
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.

Let me be your ruler (ruler),
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.


Born to Die


Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don’t know why
Keep making me laugh
Let’s go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come on take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words, this is the last time
Cause you and I, we were born to die

100 Percent - Angelspit


Eating from the butcher's slab, becoming what they meet
Restrained and roasted while they gorge, strapped into the seat
Bathing in your arrogance, dining will ensue
God made me a cannibal to fix problems like you

Cry Little Sister


A last fire will rise behind those eyes
Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie
Immortal fear, that voice so clear
Through broken walls, that scream I hear

Cry, little sister - Thou shall not fall
Come to your brother - Thou shall not die
Unchain me, sister - Thou shall not fear
Love is with your brother - Thou shall not kill

Forty Six & 2 - Tool


I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.

I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through.
[... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YEv9KV8VIe0]
[... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoUCyrg5Syo]
[... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_nrlsUvbKTs]

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Illusion

Mask

Upon first inspection the 'delicate' frame of Dottie it's easy to mistake her ravenous look has something to do with her weight. She's delicate thin, muscle and bone and pale skin and the perfect body for fashion. Her limbs move with an easy if carefree grace that gives the impression of exuberant cheer that moves all the way to the cheeky smile that most often dresses her face. It's when one gets to the eyes that the expression though takes on a slightly more feral overtone. The too wide white orbs in slightly darkened sockets are a wicked shade of acid washed blue and could just be called vacant if they didn't constantly track to any movement that catches their attention. The rest of her face is pretty, almost elven, makeup tastes range dependent on who's dressed her today. Her mouth is also deceptive as though it's small when it widens for a smile it shows straight perfect white teeth in Cheshire proportions.
She wears simple clothing. Her family is not rich and likely they wouldn't waste the money on her anyway. Almost all of her clothing is ripped, torn, chewed, mangled, resewn or barely hanging on by threads. She tends towards Band T's, bandos, patched and studded leather of denim, ripped jeans and sneakers. Sometimes it looks like someone else makes attempts to dress her but more often than not if this is the case it's rumpled, ripped and dirty by the time she's in public.
Her hair is a shade of platinum blond in most places, cut into what appears to be a faded up into a thick, messy relaxed mohawk of heavy wild waves tht trails down to her tailbone. The short hair along the side of her head, cut in a fade, has odd stripes with a few spots, grey and some darker charcoal among the platinum, for added effects the tips of her hair appear to have been dipped into a strange black-ruddy color.

Mien

Upon first inspection the 'delicate' frame of Dottie it's easy to mistake her ravenous look has something to do with her weight. Upon second look it most certainly is not. It is true, she is delicate thin, muscle and bone and pale white-blue skin and the perfect body for fashion. But just under that milky moon-pale complexion dark blue-violet veins gather under her skin at pulse points and around her temples and eyes. Her limbs move with an easy if carefree grace that gives the impression of feral energy that moves all the way to the cheeky , disturbing smile that most often dresses her face. Her nails are often painted black - though on closer inspection it may appear they are simply colored that way like an animals and contrast sharply with faded rust-colored stains on her fingers and forearms.
It's when one gets to the eyes that the expression though takes on a slightly more unnatural overtone. The too wide white orbs in slightly darkened sockets could just be called vacant if they didn't constantly track to any movement that catches their attention. An eerie glowing reflection when the light catches them at certain angles like an animals. Oddly, otherwise, they appear milked over in the way of the corpse giving each little twitch of her slightly darkened nose a whole new definition. The rest of her face is pretty, almost elven, makeup tastes range dependent on who's dressed her today. Her mouth is also deceptive as though it's small when it widens for a smile it shows straight perfect white teeth in unnatural and wrong Cheshire proportions; the teeth strange and shovel-like until one gets to the canines; they are broad and slightly more rounded, and her eye teeth and bicuspids a trio of jagged beast-teeth that lead back once more into the simple pearly whites of her molars.
She wears simple clothing. Her family is not rich and likely they wouldn't waste the money on her anyway. Almost all of her clothing is ripped, torn, chewed, mangled, re-sewn or barely hanging on by threads. She tends towards Band T's, tube tops, patched and studded leather of denim, ripped jeans and sneakers. Sometimes it looks like someone else makes attempts to dress her, but more often than not if this is the case it's rumpled, ripped and dirty by the time she's in public. Her ears are strangely shaped; unique to a certain type of beast, rounded and mobile though they do come to a point, a dark gray fur keeping the expressive semi-mobile appendages warm.
Her hair is a shade of platinum blond in most places, cut into what appears to be a faded up into a thick, messy relaxed mohawk of heavy wild waves. The short hair along the side of her head cut into a fade has odd stripes with a few spots, grey and some darker charcoal among the platinum, for added effects the tips of her hair appear to have been dipped into a strange black-ruddy color. The flowers in her mantle now grow along one side of the hawk, laced in to make the hair style more pronounced. But the Mohawk doesn't end on her head, it slides down her spine, following the trail of the supple curve of her back a 3 inch mane of hair that trails down to her tailbone. There, stubby and emotive is a tail, no more than 3 inches in all it's glory though it does appear a little longer and bushy like long bottle-brush only much softer. Along her spine and ribs, should one catch them through the clothes she wears there are the smallest hints of stripes forming along her back and ribs.
Flowers line one side of her faded mussed mohawk. Dottie's mantle is a thing of questionable terrible beauty; where she sits the world seems to grow denser, heavier - rich with oxygen and plant life, grass flitters in shifting tendrils about wherever she touches a surface. The occasional shadow for some unseen tree passes over her or in a shadow in the distance a diffused flutter of motes of pollen. The sound of a Whippoorwill calls nearby while a pair of nightingales sing to each other in the distance. her hair's a mess with a crown of Belladonna, Mandrake, lily of the Valley and tangles of Wisteria in the very back. Her fingers are stained an earthy dark soil color that fades into the color of faded bloodstains, her feet are the same. The scent of rut, primal forest and freshly rained upon loamy earth is thick and only pleasant to the strangest of beasts. There is an odd air of nothing civilized all around her.
Diary
Soul Music

Professional Greifers - DeadMau5


I like the sound of the broken pieces
I like the lights and the siren she says
We got machines but the kids got Jesus
We like to move like we both don't need this

God can’t hear you,
They won't fight you
Watch them build a friend just like you
Morning sickness, XYZ
Teenage girls with ESP

Give me the sound to see
Another world outside that’s full of all the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that’s full of all the awful things that I made

We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam/hound/bar/code/blast/her
We want the cash or the junk you’re after
Rez-up control for the mix tape master

Cell-correction
Mass dissection
Death-squad brats are in detention
Morning sickness, XYZ
Boys with bombs in NM///

Carbon-lacing
Spent shell-casingsPhotographs that I’m erasing
Bonus lives with pixel-screams
Girls with guns on LSD

Cell-infection,
Mass-destruction
Program for the final function
Lab-rat king, rescue team
Save me from the next life

Give me the sound, to see
Another world outside that’s full of all the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that’s full of all the awful things that I made

'Cause we are the last disease
Another broken life that’s full of all the awful things that I made
And we got the eyes to see
Another broken life that’s full of all the awful things that are made.
Hozier - Take Me To Church


Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice

Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine-looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful

That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Tear in My Heart - Twenty One Pilots

br>Sometimes you've got to bleed to know,
That you're alive and have a soul,
But it takes someone to come around to show you how.

She's the tear in my heart, I'm alive,
She's the tear in my heart, I'm on fire,
She's the tear in my heart, Take me higher,
Than I've ever been.

My heart is my armor,
She's the tear in my heart, she's a carver,
She's a butcher with a smile, cut me farther,
Than I've ever been.


Xpen$ive $hit
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Herpe

Herpe, short for Herpderp is Dottie's trusted and ever-present companion. The little creature can communicate but quite often it's in the form of music; whether chirped or hummed it is often widely open to interpretation what he's saying. He tends to be Dottie's 'conscience'.

Herpe looks like a regular adolescent cockroach to the mortal eye

To Changeling eys, Herpe is a strangely pretty roach, dark black and bloody red. He has intelligent red eyes, longer than average antenna and acts, generally, as Dottie's guardian, advisor and Jimmeny Cricket. He likes to sing, and hum, and tap out beats with his mad skilled antenna. Generally, Herpe doesn't talk unless it's too Dottie but he will communicate with other Lost in his unique surprisingly accurate music-like 'speech'.


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Toys

Sir Chewie Boop McSquishy the IV, Esquire. AKA - Meep.


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Companion and Hobb Runt. Dottie's non-human bestie.

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