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fandomtownies2021-12-01 02:56 pm
gospel_of_oblivion) wrote in fandomtownies2021-12-01 02:56 pm
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Magic Box, Wednesday
Illyana had a... complicated relationship with children's toys. Namely, that she had spent most of her childhood in a hell dimension, where nothing cute or adorable was to be trusted.
So the doll that had shown up in her room today had been given a wide berth and ignored. But then there'd been more dolls at the store, and they were all singing.
This was obviously demonic torture of some sort, an opinion that Illyana only doubled-down on once she got her phone to translate what, exactly, the little creatures were singing.
Every time a new one popped up, 'Yana would punt it into a portal to Limbo with a flick of her fingers, and go on with her tarot readings.
If the island was going to throw more Officially Weird Shit at her this week, she wanted to be prepared.
The Magic Box was open. Mind the singing toys.
So the doll that had shown up in her room today had been given a wide berth and ignored. But then there'd been more dolls at the store, and they were all singing.
This was obviously demonic torture of some sort, an opinion that Illyana only doubled-down on once she got her phone to translate what, exactly, the little creatures were singing.
Every time a new one popped up, 'Yana would punt it into a portal to Limbo with a flick of her fingers, and go on with her tarot readings.
If the island was going to throw more Officially Weird Shit at her this week, she wanted to be prepared.
The Magic Box was open. Mind the singing toys.
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