http://soaringblast.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] soaringblast.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] abyssdressing2010-02-14 03:35 am

007 - Valentines~

[Trotting along through the village is a very familiar looking doll. It's Tokunaga, complete with passenger. However...something seems definitely off about both. For one thing, the giant stuffy is wear a black hood over his head, shadowing his button eyes and making his Cheshire cat grin all the more spooky. He's also sporting an odd heart pattern painted in red on his tummy. Secondly, he's dragging a large, heavy axe along behind him. And third...he's singing, even though his face retains it's usual forever grinning look that could make grown men wet themselves.]

Painting the roses red~
We're painting the roses red!
We dare not stop,
Or waste a drop,
So let the paint be spread~
We're painting the roses red~
We're painting the roses red!


[As he goes on, his passenger remains...oddly silent, and strangely hidden. Anise is riding him backwards, holding to one of his ears with one hand while the other is holding a bright red parasol with black trim. The symbol on the parasol looks strange...like a heart growing out of a rose, with a crown on top. It was bold and black, standing out against the bright red. The girl was also wearing a ruffly red gown, that looked like something royalty might wear. The ruffles were white, and the gown had black as well as white and gold trim. There were many hearts incorporated in said trim.

Her face hidden in the shadow of her parasol, Anise rides along on her walking, talking dolly, who's singing merrily, that grin large and almost more frightening than usual. Both passenger and taxi give off a strange dark aura.

Something is definitely amiss. ...Perhaps they've gone mad?

Ah, but...we're all mad here~ ♥]



[OOC: Make way for the Queen of Hearts! ...No, seriously, you better get the hell out of Anise's way if executioner!Tokunaga tells you to. You piss Anise off, and it's "off with your head". Friends, foes, acquaintances...anyone is subject to the Queen's wrath. This is also a kindasorta placeholder until tomorrow-ish. It's close to 4am, and I haven't done my homework for Monday yet, derp. orz]