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Description
Name: Fisal
Moniker: Show Time
Age: 14 height: unknown (his height changes from '6 In to 5'6 F)
Gender: Male
Busk: Dream Eater/Ringleader
Race: Doll possessed by a kitsune (with magic)
Personality:Fiasl is vary mysterious and mischievous, he loves to distract people from work, school, and well everyday life.
Because he is a doll (with a mask) He likes to challenge people to staring contest just to make things interesting.
He usually won't talk, he uses items, signs, and sounds to communicate. Even though he doesn’t talk he is a chatter box to the people
he knows and can understand him, he loves wet paint on walls for some reason and will sit there for hours just to watch it dry.
He's Not good at making friends, he's always afraid of people trying to kidnap or capture him so he'll usually stay away, but
When he does make friends he will stick to them closely, never truly out of sight if he's really good friends with someone then
he'll let them carry him and sometimes even fall asleep in their arms. He loves children and will spend most of his time at children's hospitals to distract them from their pain.
Likes: Staring contest, standing still, and high places
Dislikes: People who can't laugh at them selfs, green beens, and tight places
Story:
Fisal was an unwanted and forgotten children's toy left on a high shelf of an old antique store collecting dust, wishing that someone, anyone would look at him. Far off deep in a forest a young kitsuna was being chased for it fur and rarity, fleeing for his life he runs into the small store as a last dich effort to escape, eyes darting back and forth looking for an exit that did not exist, he can hear them coming boots up to the door scared out of his mind he looks up to see Fisal,
the look of sadness and despair on his face was asking him for help, so with one leap the spirt was gone. The men searched the hold store but found nothing, “you let him get away!” a man screamed at another “he was in here! I sewer!”
“You idiot! Do you know how rare the fox was?! Now what will we tell the costumer?”
“He ran in here I saw him!” The other man kick a wall, nick nack’s and dust fell from Fisal’s shelf
“This is why I told them to give me more troops! One is never enough when you’re dealing with a kitsuna. Fall back, we’re going back to HQ” The men turn to leave the store when the younger one stop and looked directly at Fisal.
“Boss, does this doll look weird to you?”
Staring right at Fisal the man jumped back.
“Boss I saw it move!”
Suddenly a gunshot rang off and ripped a hole in the wall next to Fisal’s head, “shut up you dim wit and get out of that shore, we’re leaving” The older man left into the darkness of the foresThe younger man stomp out of the room then stopped at the door frame and looked once then left, the door slammed with such a force that everything
on the shelves in the store shook causing Fisal to flinch. His eyes opened for the first time, his arms moved, then his legs, fingers, toes, everything. He was alive. He looked out the window like he's always wanted to be waved
his hand and it opened, " jump" he heard the spirt of the trickster fox whisper, he turned back to the shelf he lived on for his whole life see the things he could not leave behind " not yet" he said to the young spirt now trapped inside him , he walked over to the shelf and decided to take two of his friends with him, Imagine a small stuffed fish toy that sat next him woke right up and was happy to see him as he swam and floated in the air. And one lone sleeping pill that was left behind the shelf by the store owner, turned into a beautiful dream butterfly her name is Luna.
Jumping on Imagines back, he grabbed a bubble wand that sat at the entrance and left the store for good.
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