Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27319156-20151105231316/@comment-27260597-20151113233115

The Axe of Doom walked/stomped/ravaged like a maniac through the crowd, her smoky charred arms clutched by a pale porcelain one. Her silver shoes, with very realistic-looking fake skulls(Or are they? MWAHAHAHAHAHA) for heels and strings of silver chains criss-crossing and draped all over her feet and legs clattered on the smoothly polished floor of the grand ballroom. The large bloodred rose pinned to her chest was alarming, as it had spewed what seemed to be flames in that furious moment of the tempermental demon darling.

The monotone doll at her side however, was ever so naive about the situation she had just caused and clumsily walked along her. "Can I have some punch?" She asked, her hand almost daydreamily twirling a lock of bronze hair around her finger, not minding the small cracks that resulted when her porcelain finger was scratched by her metallic hair. After all, her creator could fix it later.

The Axe of Doom handed a cup to her, noting that the cup was still slightly squashed. Oh well, it was still punch. She sipped, not knowing until now how thristy she was. She downed the cup in another two gulps. She tried listened to the music, not really paying attention to it at all. "Do you want anything from the refreshments table?" She asked her partner.

"You know that I don't eat or drink really, so anything would be edible to me, and taste can not matter, for I am not real." She replied in the same manner she would when encountering a vicious talking potato. But, it was true. The food went into her mechanical mouth, straight into a tunnel where it would just stay there and decompose until she was emptied. Thank goodness she had air fresheners!

Desi took this as an yes, so she load a paper plate with lots of food, including: a few mini brownies, several petite fruit crepes, two small pieces of dark forest cake, small bits of bacon-wrapped oysters with toothpicks, and severla chocolate-dipped strawberries. The  two went to a side table near a painting of a wallflower to eat.

Of course, "eat" here referring to the Wind-up Maiden means delicately nibbing without noticing she was eating the toothpick too. "Eat" however for the Axe of Doom meant chomping down on the delicious treats the chef made. The two discussed how annoying the Axe of Doom's brother could be at times, along with how much candy they were going to get at the Candy Cottage in Book End after this.

((Ack, I was hungry when I wrote this ;n;