The doll sits in her small crafting nook in her house in The Garden, looking at the picture she drew of her little creature. Taking nibbles from here and there from her satchel of fresh organs before she started her work, she drew the blueprints of the body and the creature itself. She went to her storage and grabbed an old satchel of metals. Dusting it off, she grabbed the heavy Adamantine ingots and cuts some of them into smaller bits before she started her project, she grabbed shark teeth as well, she would test her theory later she then grabbed different colors of pure wool and dyed them every color of the rainbow. She looked for her thread and needle, finding the needle but no thread, so she grabbed what else she could find: Yeti Fur and Siren Hair. Knowing the thin and thick of the media, she knew she was going to need a bigger needle, but this one would work for now.
She began her process; she started making the skeleton out of adamantine. She started with the skull first, figuring out how to open the mouth vertically, and molding the little bits of Adamantine together, with the skull following with shark teeth, mending and bending the mouth open to see how the upper mouth would work. She looked at the front teeth made out of adamantine to have a strong grip on an enemy when attacking; and at the stomach, another mouth that is used for consuming flesh and raw meat and turning it into mana. The skeleton and the jaw were the strongest things she believed needed a lot of adamantine. She moves the mouths up and down to make sure they can function properly. She makes the skin for the beast, collecting wool together to make a fully and somewhat soft beast. She mixes light, pink, and orange wool to make a salmon color for the fur. She stitches the wool together with a mix of yeti fur and siren hair, adding variety to her stitching from thick fur stitching patterns to thin hair patterns around the creature’s body. The beast’s ears are big and round enough to hear from miles away, with most of the pattern on the ears.
After making the suit of the creature, she uses her burning candle’s wax to burn the metal and to use it to melt a little bit of the metal and the wax to combine the wool to the body. She pulls out old notes her creator had; having no memory of what happened to him in his passing, she looks at how he brought her to life. The doll grabs the Anemolite and Draconite, but she’s missing a piece of the puzzle, something that’s already alive. She opens her drawers to find something that might work, but then she sees it in her flowerpot, nightmare fuel. She holds the
at the nightmare fuel, watching the plant’s roots of a former soul grip onto the gems as it depends on it. She puts it inside the creature before it creepingly comes to life. It looks around before it starts barking at her and sniffs her before she feeds it an organ.
“Welcome to this crazy world, Bucko!”
