MK was not going to pass up arts and crafts time. That wasn't the kind of person he was. With paper, some glue, crayons, and his Artsy clone, they were designing paper dolls and bodies for the ghosts. The two of them working together were going the extra mile though. Artsy was using the crayons to draw the clothes, faces, and hands. Meanwhile MK was folding paper and gluing it all together. Their project was to make full little bodies for the ghosts.
Each doll had torsos, arms, legs, and heads. They folded the paper so the arms could stretch, reach, and bend. Same with the legs. They even used other pieces of paper and some metal clips to make sure the smiles could be turned upside down, same with the eyebrows, so the ghosts could show emotions. They wanted to make sure each ghost had a nice working body. Perfect for the wreaths at Blossomcrown so they could do the ritual together with others.
MK will even show others how to make these dolls. Arty, of course, was obsessed with making each doll perfect. That was why they had only made two so far. It was a slow process.
Light a Candle for Me Pt. 1
MK sat with the paper lantern he had found and the candle. A box of matches sat next to him but he had not lit the candle yet. He wasn't ready yet. He had someone to light the candle for. Someone who had been, he thought, a friend. Someone he could trust. That hadn't been the case though. At least, he thought so. Then they parted ways. MK thought back to it, the fighting, the rage, the sadness, and the tears. He sniffled as he touched the matches but recoiled like they burned him.
"...How do I say goodbye when I feel like I didn't get to say hello to the real him?" He asked aloud to himself and anyone in ear shot.
We All Become What We Pretend To Be Pt. 1
A masquerade party up on an airship? MK was not going to turn that down. It was the costume part he had been thinking on a lot for Halloween this year. He was going to go as something that scared even him. Which was why he ended up in a black, blue, and white dress and a blue bandana and a skull mask. He walked around the party, danced on the dance floor, and ate at the food table. He wondered if anyone would recognize who he was dressed as.
He knew the people from home would. Time to find out and time to party!
Light a Candle for Me Pt. 2
As the party went on, the magic took hold. MK was changing. His voice became more regal. He held his arms behind his back or neatly folded in front of him. All around him where ghostly whispers that echoed his words or warnings to those around him. His usual friendly demeanor became condescending and cruel.
MK || Lego Monkie Kid || Autumn || Already Here || OTA
MK was not going to pass up arts and crafts time. That wasn't the kind of person he was. With paper, some glue, crayons, and his Artsy clone, they were designing paper dolls and bodies for the ghosts. The two of them working together were going the extra mile though. Artsy was using the crayons to draw the clothes, faces, and hands. Meanwhile MK was folding paper and gluing it all together. Their project was to make full little bodies for the ghosts.
Each doll had torsos, arms, legs, and heads. They folded the paper so the arms could stretch, reach, and bend. Same with the legs. They even used other pieces of paper and some metal clips to make sure the smiles could be turned upside down, same with the eyebrows, so the ghosts could show emotions. They wanted to make sure each ghost had a nice working body. Perfect for the wreaths at Blossomcrown so they could do the ritual together with others.
MK will even show others how to make these dolls. Arty, of course, was obsessed with making each doll perfect. That was why they had only made two so far. It was a slow process.
Light a Candle for Me Pt. 1
MK sat with the paper lantern he had found and the candle. A box of matches sat next to him but he had not lit the candle yet. He wasn't ready yet. He had someone to light the candle for. Someone who had been, he thought, a friend. Someone he could trust. That hadn't been the case though. At least, he thought so. Then they parted ways. MK thought back to it, the fighting, the rage, the sadness, and the tears. He sniffled as he touched the matches but recoiled like they burned him.
"...How do I say goodbye when I feel like I didn't get to say hello to the real him?" He asked aloud to himself and anyone in ear shot.
We All Become What We Pretend To Be Pt. 1
A masquerade party up on an airship? MK was not going to turn that down. It was the costume part he had been thinking on a lot for Halloween this year. He was going to go as something that scared even him. Which was why he ended up in a black, blue, and white dress and a blue bandana and a skull mask. He walked around the party, danced on the dance floor, and ate at the food table. He wondered if anyone would recognize who he was dressed as.
He knew the people from home would. Time to find out and time to party!
Light a Candle for Me Pt. 2
As the party went on, the magic took hold. MK was changing. His voice became more regal. He held his arms behind his back or neatly folded in front of him. All around him where ghostly whispers that echoed his words or warnings to those around him. His usual friendly demeanor became condescending and cruel.
MK was becoming a demon. Beware the unprepared.