Dean looked over the bits and bobs of the game, familiar enough with compulsions to guess that was what was going on, even without any psychic abilities, though he couldn't know for sure.
Dean gave his spikey hair, three shirts, jeans, boots, and a leather jacket, and spent an inordinate amount of time on his amulet, before holding it up. "Okay. Doll's done,"
There might be a cutlass drawn tucked under the belt of Pippi's doll. She attaches it to a plastic base and places her doll in the parlor.
Then she draws a blank card and frowns at it for a moment before starting to draw with her other hand curling around the top of the card to block the view of others.
"Dude. Dolls? Lame."
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"Dude, I cannot believe I'm about to be coloring for my damned soul. . . ."
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Then she draws a blank card and frowns at it for a moment before starting to draw with her other hand curling around the top of the card to block the view of others.
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He was no artist, but he felt he got his point across.
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It was totally a hilt. That he totally meant to put there.
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