Welp this is a voicetest I never expected|Bloodborne

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

I do not see why a human such as yourself would seek out my voice, good human, and yearn to use it, to take it into yourself. Yet...I shall not struggle with your desire.

[Good human? Don't you mean good hunter?]

No. You admitted yourself you have never partaken of the Hunt, so it would be inaccurate to call you that, would it not? It is yet stranger why you seek me out, seek to move me to your Dream, when you have never Hunted before.

Perhaps....you seek worth in the waking world from this doll? A strange way to seek it, good human, but I shall aide you, to the best of my abilities to do so...until you need me no more.
[[Crossposted to dear_player ]]

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[venatori]

[Now this is a face she can say she's actually glad to see.]

We do a lot of strange things for...unknown reasons.

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

[Oh, a the Good Hunter. Its not quite a smile but its awfully close...for her anyways]

And you have no reasoning for doing such things, Good Hunter? [She asks in a softly curious voice]
I am a doll, made for a singular purpose. Yet, knowing my purpose gives some small comfort. That you humans simply do things without even knowing why...it must be dreadfully frightening for you.

[venatori]

No logical reason. [She lets out a small laugh.] We just feel the need to just do something, call it instinctual, I suppose.

It can be very frightening, but it can be very rewarding as well. It's a double edged sword.

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

[The Doll listens, attention rapt at the Hunter's explanation. She appears deep in thought for a goodly while afore she nods in comprehension]

I see. Thank you for explaining, Good Hunter. I feel that I might understand my human's reasonings now. [And that's all she says on the matter, her minimalist facial expression and body posture showing off her pleased attitude]

[venatori]

You're welcome.

[She smiles faintly, head tilting slightly.]

I'm glad I could help.

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

[The Doll almost smiles back before reverting to her regular placid expression]

And I am glad that you deigned to answer my query, Good Hunter. Pray tell, could you endure this doll's questions once more? What is it that you desire, not from this doll, but from the waking world?

[venatori]

[She nods, slowly, waiting and listening as The Doll speaks. It wasn't a question she was expecting and for a moment surprise flickers over her features before disappearing into thought.]

Peace, to return home once again and see the family I left behind.

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

[She tilts her head curiously. Don't mind her flinch at the mention of family]

Oh, you have a family, Good Hunter? Are they within the walls of Yharnam?

[venatori]

[The flinch doesn't go unnoticed, but for now she forges onward and answers.]

No, I traveled to Yharnam looking for Paleblood. I left them home with the hopes I would return one day.

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

How fortuitous for you then, Good Hunter, both in your seeking it out and that your family will not be affected by the night of the Hunt.

[....]

Tell me...more about them?

[venatori]

Perhaps. I am glad that they were spared.

I left behind two sisters and our mother, all strong women, in their own ways. One of my sisters has always been fond of reading, so she pursued higher education, excelling all the way through university and eventually earning her own place as a teacher. The youngest, however, is a bit of a firecracker, enjoying romping around in the mud with the boys.

She wishes to play all their games just as good as them, if not better. Our mother is a no nonsense type of woman, but she always told us to do whatever it was we wished to do and to never let anyone tell us we couldn't.

[Her head turns and a fond smile tugs at her lips.]

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

They sound.....

[The pause was pregnant, heavy with the words the doll could not say, should not say, cannot say. For a moment, yearning blooms through her before it is stifled. Desire as she might, she would never, could never know of family firsthand. until the end and the beginning of the new childbirth. For the longest time she is silent, immobile, shivering on the spot before she is forciblycentered and speaks again]

Good Hunter...thank you for honoring my foolish request. It is good to know more of life beyond the Hunt for you hunters.

[+1 Insight from learning of the doll's desire]

Right in the feels...

[venatori]

[She waits, eyes studying The Doll before her during the pause, worry almost creasing her features. Slowly she reaches out, then hesitates, her hand dropping back to her side. Her composure is recovered a moment later and she straightens, jaw tensing and relaxing before a low hum sounds in her throat.]

You're welcome. And it's not foolish, not at all.

I was aiming for that. Am surprise of successful hit o wo

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

[The doll looks at the hunter, her Good Hunter. She doesn't smile but her eyes crinkle in the corners with sad amusement and slam down the woman's given compassion with a single question]


Is man foolish for seeking out the truly impossible?

Anything concerning the doll gives me feels

[venatori]

[The question earns a startled bark of laughter from The Hunter, and she's silent as she attempts to come up with a proper answer.]

It depends on what that impossible is.

Huh, will have to step up my game then :V

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

[That response illicts another pregnant pause before she lets out a small stifled laugh]

A most loaded statement, hunter.

[venatori]

It's the truth, though.

There are many things someone could consider impossible. Yet their impossible is another's possible, it varies from person to person.

That's not to say there aren't some truly impossible things. One cannot make water into gold, for instance.

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

[The doll nods, acquiescing the woman's factual statement]

Indeed hunter, but....I feel it is foolish to desire for what is truly impossible. [The "For me" goes unsaid. It does need to be said at this point, does it?]

[venatori]

[This time the pregnant pause is hers, considering.]

But is it truly impossible for another?

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

[Do you enjoy being stared at from the eyes inside? Because the doll is just going to stare. And stare. And stare. Stare stare stare. Stare some more. She's killing this topic with staring]

[venatori]

[The staring makes her shift, then fidget toying with the hem of her coat, then adjust her hat. Then just shrug her shoulders, she gets it, she just had to ask.]

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

It is impossible at this time, Dear Hunter.

[Her words are as final as the closing of a slab of stone over the tomb. Her charge, her purpose will not allow it. Until her purpose changes, she cannot have it.]

[venatori]

[It's with a slight dip of her head and closed eyes that she acquiesces to the finality if The Doll's situation. It bothers her and she wonders if there is a way to change it.

If there is, perhaps she'll find it, perhaps not.]

At another time, then.

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

Perhaps. We shall see at the morn's break.

[Oh how delightful! You want to become her horrible godbabby :D]

[venatori]

Indeed we shall.

[Well...maybe not that. Gotta be another method somewhere in there, reading between the lines and all.]

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

....

What else is it that you desire, Good Hunter?

[Nnnnnnope. Just godbabby and her dollmommy. Because ~*REASONS*~]

[venatori]

At the moment, no.

[Butbutbut---ffiinneee.]

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

Very well, Good Hunter. I shall remain here for you

[Good girl. I promise I'll pick nice playmates, not like those big meanies Dagon and Hydra. Plus I got just the CUTEST baby buggy! *A*]