I am a silly little doll.

Just a creation of madness.
I s h o u l d n ' t e x i s t.





AnD as we all f A l l to tHe g r o U n d..




I wasn't bOrn into the world, I was crEAtEd.









Pon Adoptable Back into the deepest part of Terror Mountain, there was a lab. This was not the lab you went to for your Daily Zappings. This wasn't a torturing, or gender-changing lab. This was a laboratory with one professer, a type of mad man who obsessed with thoughts of revenge. He thought only of madness, insanity and ruin, careless of the world around him. He wanted to create a monster of ruin and destruction, to destroy the world around him, to destroy the land his feet walked upon. He wanted to kill every single living creature on this very planet we call Earth, only for one, single, thought, of revenge.

Then, on that one night, his creation finally was...created. Very much awake and alert, the creation looked about, here to there, seeming very confused. He immidiately grew insane, asking it if it was ready to kill, ready to murder so many innocents, ready to destroy the whole world.


No.


Her reply was simple. Short, sweet, to the point. An awkward silence fell between the two for a very long moment, then he grew mad with anger, screaming and gesticulating violently in an outrage.

She knew she was in danger, as the professer grew more violent, throwing knives, hammers, and toxic chemicals everywhere. And as she hurried off in fear, an explosion was heard right behind her. She paused to turn and look, and the force of the explosion threw her from the cliff, to an unknown place..


But even before, there was something wrong. Before his violent outrage, the professer made it clear that she was a puppet made for nothing but destruction. A puppet. A doll. She wasn't amongst the living, but yet, she wasn't one of the dead. She was some life-sized, talking toy.

Awakening, she glanced about the area. The only memory left was the lab exploding, and she was thrown from the cliff. What a sad first memory to have, after being able to finally see the world. And she thought-she hadn't even a name to go by...



MElOdIOUs Is A prEtty wOrd...

ElOdI Is my nAme.
And sIncE ElOdI Is A fAkE nAmE,
dErIvEd frOm MElOdIOUs, A rEAl wOrd,
thIs nAmE wOUld sUIt mE grEAtly...







So, as it were, Elodi was to be her name from then on. She had figured, if she was a fake in a real world, then maybe her name should be, too.




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