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Barbie Girl
Have you ever woken up one morning and thought... I wonder what it would be like to be a barbie doll... To live in a barbie world.... Where you and your entire world around you is plastic. Where everyone is always chipper, or in the case of some.. Bat sh*t crazy, but there's never any real pain and torment? Where you are nothing more than a figurative puppet on a string for others to mess with as they so feel fit? Well... I haven't... And yet.... Let me tell you a story.
It was just another day for Torili, she was actually finishing off a nice hot cup of herbal tea and was finishing prepping for her day. A day that had a possibility of adding so much madness, so much adventure for her. She thrived off it really. Standing from her dinning room table she brushed her hands over her black skirt and she made her way to the door. Grabbing up her oversized black hat she near always wore to keep the sun from burning her delicate skin, she reached for the door and drew it open....
Only as the door opened, she found herself in a whole new setting. The street filled with screaming kids, it was gone, replaced. Confusion came to her delicate features but rather than doing what would have indeed been the smart choice for her and closing her door, returning inside and pretending nothing ever happened, she stepped from her home. Instantly as she did, she felt this... Stiffness course through her entire body, as the magic of the realm seemed to turn her to plastic. "This is why we don't mix magics..." She muttered to herself only for her gaze to shift to the street as someone called out.
"Hi Barbie!" The woman spoke to a woman across the street, only for the other woman to call out the same. What had she literally just walked into? This place was her Hell. Oh sure she had spoken to people within the... Real world? About this place, she in fact knew Weird Barbie, at least a little bit but this. This just couldn't be happening to her. Breathing out a heavy sigh she stepped from her stoop and made her way towards the street. Barbie and Ken, they were everywhere, and filled to the brim with life, and energy.
Attempting to keep out of the way of everyone, of everything she attempted to figure out just where it was she needed to go, where she would find the one person that she knew ventured between worlds religiously, that would help her out of her new, personalized Hell, and hopefully the sooner, the better. "I'm a Barbie Girl, in a Barbie World... WTF??"
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