Holly’s Luau: A Doll Story

Written By: Aaron Knapp

Characters of this play:

Holly- Chan: A spunky blond haired girl

Kumiko: The go get’er brunette with pig tails

Akemi: The shy brown haired blue eyed one

Sumire: Despite her turquoise hair she doesn’t like standing out.

Ai Indigo: Goth princess Ai is the newest.

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A Doll Story : Indigo

By Aaron

I recently acquired a new girl. This is her arrival story. I will use Holly(H), Sumire (S), and new girl Ai Indigo(I).

Me: Why is there two boxes at the door?
H: Remember the girl we asked you to get us? She came today silly.
Me: Right I forgot, shew I’m glad I didn’t have to go pick them up at the post office, as my car is in the shop.
H: Well, get over here and help me out.
Me: Let me go get scissors or something.
H: Oh, you came back with “Scissors?!”
Me: Go ahead.
H: Okay!!!
Rustling sound.
Me: Wait no you… Ok let me help you finish.
The first box was opened.
H: What now, senpai?
Me: We open the box.
H: I don’t think there’s anything pink in here.
Toss. Toss.

Me: No, Holly I don’t think there’s anything “pink” in there.
H: Ohhh! I found kitty ears, I like her already.
Me: You look nice I will get our new friend out of her box.
Snip, snip, snip
Me: Ok, Holly here’s our new friend.
“New girl cries”
H: What’s wrong?
I: My hair wasn’t put in my box with me, and you have hair.
H: Sumire! Can you help our new friend?
S: Sure, here, it was in the other box with all her stuff.
I: Er, my umm legs are a little dark, and my face is a mess. I hope you understand.
H: Don’t worry my leg doesn’t move correctly, now after my trip on the big metal bird.
H: Don’t worry, um I didn’t get your name, your face looks fine, what ever it is we can fix it, I’m sure.
I: Ai Miyazaki, Indigo, everybody calls me Indigo.
H: Cool, Indigo we are going to do a little family photo you in.
I: Err, umm SURE! Who’s the girl in the pink dress.
H: It’s Akemi. We’re a bunch of misfit dolls, but we have fun going all over the place, and playing dress up, and getting our pictures taken.

Rekindled: An Aldaria Journal

By Damien Knight

Ayana walked through the shopping mall. It had been weeks since her and Koraki spoke. The argument was over a simple cup of coffee but Ayana had built rage and stored it. She left distancing herself from him and her hand maiden, Sallandra.

Ayana wondered if Koraki was with another woman now? Her stomach turned. The idea of someone else in his arms made her sick with jealousy but she didn’t dare tell him these thoughts.

Ayana wandered into a store that carried dark clothes and odd jewelry. She glanced at a red and black corset dress. Maybe this would keep her mind off him. She then heard a cashier talk to another costumer.

“Can I help you today?”

Ayana panicked when a familiar baritone replied. Why was he here? He pointed to tongue rings in the case.

“Oh.Yes, I would like the purple ones there please.” He said, “And the black brow ring too.”

“Let me get those out for you.” She answered.

The cashier went to get the key to unlock it. Ayana hid in the clearance area her heart pounding. She wasn’t sure she was ready to confront Koraki yet. She wasn’t sure she could look him in the eye. A brow ring, she thought, He pierced his brow? She wanted to see if it looked good, to touch it. Just then the voice interrupted her thoughts.

“I know you are there Ayana,” He said.

Ayana stepped out and gave a shy wave. Koraki smiled as the lady unlocked the case and retrieved the jewelry. Koraki pointed to his brow.

“Come, take a look at what I did,” He laughed.

“Did it hurt Koraki?” She whispered.

Ayana crept closer and placed a finger on it. Koraki’s behavior perplexed her. He acted like nothing was wrong. How did he forgive so easy?

“Yeah, a bit. I mean they shoved a needle in my eye. I missed you, Princess. What you been up too?”

Ayana followed him as he went to the cash register to pay.

“Watching the kids, shopping, talking to Mum.”

Koraki nodded, then turned to look at her. His blue eyes warmed to her. Without saying a thing, he hugged her and let go.

“That’s fantastic! Seems like things are going good then for you?” He grinned.

“No, No Koraki they aren’t.” She blurted, “I don’t want to be alone to be without you.”

“You left on your own and whenever you feel ready, I am always there for you. Now come if you choose I am going to the food court for a bite to eat.”

Ayana nodded and followed. He was so confident she had no idea that as he spoke he doubted that she would come back to him. She didn’t know how much he missed her. Koraki sat down and she sat next to him.

“So um, yeah I am not really good at this but Ayana…” He trailed.


“Sura, I,” He blushed, “I would like to ask you out on a date. What do you think?”

Koraki had brushed her hair from her face. Ayana gazed back confused, he even called her Sura.

“What is a date? I Have never heard of this. What do you do on dates?”

“Well when a guy likes a girl, he’s supposed to ask her out. Like, take her to movie or go to dinner. Um, I never was good at that though, asking a girl. Guess I don’t like hearing no. But I will take the chance with you. I love you.”

“A movie sounds nice. I would love to see the next “Harry Potter” movie. Do you want to see it?”

He nodded, “Actually I wanted to see the new Pirates movie. Want to go this Friday?”

Ayana squealed in surprise at this and threw her arms around him.

“Yes, oh Yes! I can’t wait.”

“Perfect so see you Friday then? You know you can call me anytime you want right?”

Ayana’s face dropped and an air of seriousness filled them. She lowered her head and spoke with soft hesitance.

“Koraki, should we stay um separate then for a while?”

“Oh, living arrangements. Um, yes prolly. We have smothered each other, Ayana. I apologize for expecting too much of you. Now,” He stood up, “Give me a hug.”

Ayana hugged him tight and she looked up into his eyes. Koraki smiled, a grin so evil, so corrupted, and yet that jagged gleam brought her comfort. He pulled her in and she kissed those dark lips. He had forgiven her and still loved her. They could make this right, she could be his again.

“I love you, Koraki,” She whispered.

“I know.”

Koraki vanished from her arms. Ayana’s heart pounded as her the emptiness once more filling her. No, she had to think positive. She was still his after all.

Tydeus : An Aldaria Journal

By Damien Knight

I have tried so hard to live up to you. I really did. The pressures of being crown prince, it isn’t easy. My start in life was difficult enough. My mother is gone, dead I was told, and you abandoned me. I had thought for a long time you and mother didn’t want me at all.

I tried so hard to be like the Ghata who raised me. These cat warriors were strong and swift, but I was not a Ghata. I was your son. How could you leave me? I spent every moment waiting. I prayed you would come.

Then the day came. A Ghata warrior told me a man broke into the city taking down every warrior in his path. That day I learned the truth. You never meant to lose me. You searched every day for me, your eldest living son. I am Tydeus “Tachy” Kanosis. And I will live up to your name. No, I will surpass you, father, on my honour.

An Aldaria Journal : Diana Rose

Our society was a matriarchal society on the planet Erimos. It was a wind-swept desert planet with scattered oasis’. The planet was not as vibrant as our neighbor Lysandor but we the highest sentient life forms had survived there for a few million years. We even evolved to create technology to travel the stars.

My mother, the queen of Erimos, was a twisted-tongued woman. She was ambitious. She betrayed our allies on Lysandor and attempted an assassination of a young prince. She used my fellow “sisters” as bait with an illusion that made them look like elven women. This incurred the wrath of their queen and her noble husband who used their own spaceships to infiltrate our planet and near wipe out our ecosystem. They rained devastation while mother fled with her soldiers to Lysandor for sanctuary.

We had fled to an over pass and an argument ensued between mother and I. Her “dragon” warriors decided I was a liability and my mother ordered me tossed off the bridge. I was about to be hurled into the canyon when the young and powerful queen of Aldaria came with intent to rescue me. They pushed her into the ropes and told she had no escape when she replied.

“You underestimate a dragon. This will be your last mistake.”

I can still hear my mother telling the woman she looked too young to be a dragon warrior. I still picture the shock on mother as the woman dived to catch me. My savior rising from canyon before my fellow Erpitoni. I was riding on the back of the largest of lizards with wings. It was a sight like they had never seen before, a true dragon.

“This is a dragon.” She declared

From her maw sprayed a fiery acid. My people were annihilated, melted in her glory. My mother laid dead, the dragon crushed her in its claws. Only a small population of Erpitoni survived on Erimos. Even a smaller few live now as I do on Lysandor. I am Princess Roza Diamanti but those who know me call me Diana Rose.

The Old House – Story Prompt Time

Written By Damien Knight

Koraki had been boasting to Atron and Ayana about a house he’d found for weeks. A beautiful white house with two attic bedrooms and a medium kitchen. This was his dream home he would tell them. He pleaded they view the 1920s era country home, and so Atron and Ayana agreed. They caved, yes they’d view the house. It was owned by an acquaintance who agreed to show them the property.

They pulled into the business parking next to the quaint little house. The siding was stained, the pillars though were sturdy. Greek columns into brick bases, they held on the porch roof.

“See look at this country porch, we could hang a swing here.” Koraki gushed, “And paint the door brick red.”

Atron and Ayana both listened. The owner lead them inside through the back door. The kitchen floor was only subfloor, everything had been removed.

“It needs work, but she’s got all new plumbing, a new roof and electrical.” The owner said.

He lifted the subfloor to show the plumbing. Ayana was quiet in the corner of the room meanwhile Atron leaned to take a look. He nodded as the man showed the work the house needed. Koraki grabbed Aya’s hand.

“Let me show you the bedrooms.” He grinned.
Koraki dragged her up the narrow steps ducking into the first attic room. The room had carpet matting but the carpet was all rolled up. The second smaller room had carpet. He turned to Ayana.

“This could be Cerieka’s room. It’s cozy and the other Norin’s.”

“I don’t know the house needs a lot of work. And the garage.” She sighed, “The yard is big though. Maybe.”

“Oh but it’s so perfect, a historic house that we can make anything we want it to be.”

Ayana shook her head, her green eyes piercing the wall behind him. She heaved and walked back down the stairs.

“So how much is it?” She asked Atron.

“He wants 59 k for it. I mean it’s not bad and we need a solution.”

“It’s just so much work, we’d put 8 to 10 thousand in this place for it to be liveable. Koraki.”

Koraki sighed, he loved the historic house it was beautiful, charming. Why do people let old houses like this die? Still, he agreed. This place was too much work.