A photostory in reply to Joey’s post here~

A post for me?

Ooh!

It must be something with Lobo in it! Squee!

Huh? What’s Ulalume doing here?

That’s unfair!

Ichigo~ what’cha doing there?

It’s none of your business!

Are you sure? You sound pretty angry. Is something wrong?

… you saw my photo with Lobo?

Leave me aloooooooone~

A-Alright…

Aww, Ichigo. I didn’t think she’d be this upset about it…

Someday, Lobo, you’ll see…

I’ll be a real girl.

I won’t just be a little bunny puppet anymore.

I’ll be a real cute resin girl!

Just you wait and see.

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Later on…

LOBOOOOOOO!!

Aw, Ichigo, don’t cry. Let’s go out for some ice cream. There’s lots of chocolate in the fridge. I’ll even treat you out!

Presents, presents~ So many presents!

There’s one for Maven… then one for Eiri… Keran… I wonder if there’s any for me.

I think that if I’ll have any present, it’s going to be cake! Yummy, yummy cake!

But of course I’ll share it if I get it. Christmas is for giving, right?

I like it, it’s really really pretty.

They say that lockets hold memories, don’t they?

This is brand-new, so right now, it’s empty.

I wonder what picture to put in it…

Maybe pictures of friends, maybe Maven or Eiri…

But then, in the stories I read, people who own lockets usually put pictures of people most precious to them… like their family.

… I wonder where they are right now…

The locket is a birthday present from Chin. Thank you very much for sparking up little Lu’s sentimentality! XD

They give out a lovely sound, don’t they?

Yes. They do.

It sounds almost like an ethereal piano.

I used to play the piano, you know.

Oh?

I used to play a lot. I always thought it was the only thing I was ever good at.

You don’t play anymore?

I want to learn what else I can do. Who else I can become.

Have you found out anything yet?

I don’t know. I think I’m getting there though. Moving to this dormitory has helped a great deal.

Already huge by doll-size standards, the Chime Halo is a giant wind chime made up of bamboo stalks. It is part of Interactive: The 12 Senses, an outdoor art exhibition by Impy Pilapil.

Don’t do it Lumie!

Ulalume: But…

Maven: So maybe Krishna and Tin aren’t playing with us much anymore nor are have they updated anything in a long while. That doesn’t mean we can throw ourselves away.

Eiri: That’s right.

U: But…my ribbon.

M & E: Your what?

My ribbon. It fell off.

That might have been a false alarm but Maven struck a nerve. The matrons of Dormitorya Tzara aren’t keeping as close a watch to their little dormitory as they would’ve liked. But certainly, the dorm will keep up. Especially since there definitely should be more to come.

It was during this hilariously unfortunate moment that Eiri dropped by to visit. He lives with Bea, who is just as lax about him and his companions as Tin and Krishna.

I know someone watches over me.
I just don’t know who.

And when I try to remember,
I can’t recall anyone.

Ah! Finally, all done!

What do you have there, Lumie?

Oh, they’re my toys.

They… remind me… of… something….

Maybe you’ve seen them on the net? That’s where I got them.

Come, sit with me! Would you like to play with them?

Uh… o-okay…

You seem scared.

Don’t you like toys?

They won’t hurt you. Toys are fun! Especially when you make them yourself.

I spent all day on these! This one here is my favorite.

Oh, I see…

Still afraid?

Well, I think I had a bad dream about them…

But these don’t look too scary. I guess they are cute.

Could you teach me to make them?

Of course! I’d love to.

Come to think of it, it would be the first time that we would be making something together.

Readymechs are a copyright of Fwist.

Huh…?

Where am I?

Who are you?

What are you?

Hee-hee-hee…

W-wait… what’s happening…?

I’m scared! HELP!

*giggle* Don’t you like them, Maven?

The cute (yet creepy) paper Readymechs are from Fwis.

Photos and posts from Pulp, ze pulp a.k.a Feliz. Dialogue by everyone behind her, literally.

Ulalume…

What a peculiar name! I wonder what she’s like.

Her side of the room doesn’t look a bit as gloomy as the poem she’s named after. It’s so… frilly.

In any case, “Ulalume” seems quite a mouthful for a little girl. I’ll give her a nickname.

Hmm… “Ula” sounds too foreign and “Lu” is too cliché. “Olie” reminds me of stinky wrestlers. “Lala” and “Mimi” sound more fit for pet puppies and “Melu”? What was I thinking?

What’s a nice nickname for a roommate who’s bright and frilly, potentially cutesy, ditsy?

Perfect!

Now all I have to do is wait to see if I made an accurate judgment.

I’m back!!!

I guess I did.

Maven’s very pretty jammies are from Insomniacs Inc. c/o Joey and her awesome aunt.

Eek!

Don’t be afraid my little bamboo shoot, I’m here…

But– but–

You can trust me…

You scare me…

But I promise not to hurt you.

Actually, I want to give you something.

Dun-dun-duuuuun!

Eek!

Please don’t–

Nooooo!

And so the paranoid Muffle ran away from the straightforward Puffle.

Such a bad boy you are, Puffle! Scaring little Muffle like that!

What did you want to do to her, anyway?

I only wanted to give her a box of chocolates…

Sigh…

Too bad Muffle’s really paranoid.

It’s getting pretty lonely playing alone.

I wonder if my new roommate’s moved in yet…