( What she's capable of )

( Welcome to House 16! )

Friendships, Interactions, Delicious Cake
The cake is a lie, have the interactions and friendships instead.

( Relationships - Delicious candy )

[ Taking a break from putzing about in her home, Polka's left her journal open on the table beside her. There is the sound of pages flipping and a hmm here and there. While the view of the journal is pretty much of the couch, the only part of Polka that's visible is one of her long ponytails and part of her dress. She's pretty engrossed in what she ( Read more... )

[ After a little over week of murder and mayhem -- and by murder and mayhem we of course mean tea and checkers (or at the very least poking and prodding on part of the scientists - she's not sure, she can't remember much) Polka has been returned to her home, safe and sound. Good thing too, she's such a frail little lamb on a good day ( Read more... )

( Because her friends haven't had enough aneurysm's, a girl walks into the forest! )

[ Having not been feeling well the past few weeks, (not that she said much about it) Polka is finally up and about again - in the case of the journal being present with her this time, rather than left closed in her room. There's still something a bit off about the way she's sitting on a patio chair she brought from the front porch, set it up in the ( Read more... )

[ In the early afternoon, Polka is working in the garden rather busily - there's quite a lot of it to make sure the flowers are healthy. But as promised, she has her journal open so that the video can catch the flowers blooming in the garden.I guess I got a little carried away - but I think it looks nice still. What do you think? [ A second later ( Read more... )

[ Action ]

[ So shortly after this, Polka returns home, all drenched and such. The quiet in the house doesn't register much because hey, it's been quiet like this before and everyone was probably asleep. Still, after hanging up her dripping cloak and parasol, she pads over to check on Frederic in his room ( Read more... )

[ It's a violent, violent, disgusting bout of weather out there. Raining figurative cats and dogs and the like. You'd have to be crazy to be out in this weather ( Read more... )