The Price of PerfectionA couple in the city of Gaoling were well into a long spell of despair. The Bei Fongs, probably the richest family in the city and perhaps the whole Earth Kingdom, would be thought by most to have little to be depressed about. But Lao and Poppy's worries stemmed from their missing daughter. Their only child.
Toph Bei Fong had run away from home, seeking to escape the crushing over-protectiveness of her parents, and having found friends who treated her as what she was, not what they wanted her to be. The Avatar had sought her help in teaching him the ways of Earthbending, and she took the chance, seeing a way away from a life she hated. To be who she really was for her parents would only ever be met by their efforts to make her into their ideal daughter. She may not have been able to see with her eyes, but was by no means blind. Seismic sense let her "see" the world, and she was perfectly aware of all around her.
Her parents however, could see with their eyes, but were blind in other re
Demon's Doll(This one's a bit of an experiment pushing my own writing comfort zone regarding characterization and some stylistic matters. The subject matter is also one I've not heavily read up on, and this was initially meant to be much shorter than it was. As a result, it is somewhat clumsy in pacing, style, and writing. Please accept my humble apologies.)
Lowell hated his life. Really, he had for a long time, but now even more so, particularly because he was now stuck in a caged wagon left outside that damn cave. Like everyone else in his village, he had accepted the need for a yearly sacrifice to appease the spirit in the cave, right up until that year's sacrifice turned out to be him, completely in spite of the village going with the traditional "young girl" sacrifice up 'till then. And, as it turned out, he didn't really have any friends to vouch for him, and his family was more concerned with the compensation. Now he was trying to pry the damn thing open with all his might. The "deliveryman
A Trip through the Toy Factory (Pt. 3)Now fully plasticized, mechanized, and clothed, Kaylee Doll stood obediently on the conveyer belt that brought her to the ground floor and her last station: Training. A scrolling sign dropped down in front of her. She stared at it blankly.
"CONGRATULATIONS, KAYLEE DOLL." It said.
"PLEASE STAND BY FOR BASIC ORIENTATION."
"THE FOUR RULES:"
"1. A DOLL WILL ALWAYS SMILE AND BE KIND."
"2. A DOLL WILL ALWAYS OBEY HER OWNERS."
"3. A DOLL WILL NEVER SPEAK OR MOVE UNTIL TOLD."
"4. A DOLL WILL NEVER WANT TO BE HUMAN."
"YOU ARE A DOLL."
"PLEASE RECITE THE FOUR RULES, KAYLEE DOLL."
In Kaylee's mind, she ran through all her possible scenarios, and her only conclusion was to open her eyes, smile, and say. "A doll will always smile and be kind. A doll will always obey her owners. A doll will never speak or move until told. A doll will never want to be human."
"WHAT WILL A DOLL ALWAYS DO?"
"A doll will always smile and be kind. A doll will always obey her owners."
"WHAT WILL A DOLL NEVER DO?"
A Trip through the Toy Factory (Pt. 1)Kaylee Ries had a rotten feeling about Mr. Lawrence Pevenise, a rotten feeling that started in her stomach and worked its way around her body. After three days of tailing the toy making mogul, the P.I. had successfully worked out that Mr. Pevenise was a darling to children, a friend to men, and a gentleman to women. He was a man who was so outwardly good and kind that he must be hiding something nasty from the world. And that something must happen inside his toy factory, because he rarely made a trip away from that building. No shady motels, mysterious rendezvous, or anything else out of the ordinary, which meant she was missing something. Perhaps someone met him at the factory, or that, perhaps, the toy maker had made a special toy for himself. Kaylee shuddered at the thought, but kept in mind the shockingly life-like toys that his company had been known to produce.
She sat in her silent car, bundled up due to the cold and overcast weather. Gray skies, gray building, gray parking lot.