〔 the doll house〕new twitter rp!
Description
Someone was after you. Gasping for air, you ran into an antique shop. You felt a shiver as you swear you could have felt the dolls staring at you.
"At least I'm safe now." you mumbled to yourself. Or so you thought. The door begrudgingly creaked open. A musty, dank odour crept into your nose.
A man appeared. 'Welcome, my lovely child.' Waving his stick, you felt faint. You turned to run.
"where you gonna go,
where you gonna run,
where you gonna hide?
nowhere..."
Welcome to the doll house.
Foreword
» the map
-- first floor: house rules
-- second floor: masterlist
-- third floor: wishlist
-- third floor: couple and hiatus list
-- the doll shop
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