newest doll:

[comearoundruby.livejournal.com]

mircalla is terribly grim. she is morose and moody and rarely speaks. she never looks on the bright side of things and thoroughly enjoys pointing out the dark side anytime someone gets a little too happy for her liking. mircalla swears she once had a sister but lost her. if you dare to express your condolences she snaps and says she isn't dead, she's misplaced - and then doesn't speak again for hours. the only time mircalla appears remotely happy is when she is gazing on her collection of taxidermy animals. no one dares to ask where she gets them...

(sculpey + paint + wire + tulle + hair = the usual. her bodice is a passage from j. sheridan le fanu's carmilla printed and seriously abused.)