The thing on the roof clatters and shifts, extending one long limb to step from the roof to the corner of the fence where it can balance atop the steel poles. As it moves the light shines down on it more fully.
Its limbs and torso remind Genevieve of the doll she'd seen mutilated back at the dinner. Pale, baby-chubby ares and legs are attached by long stretches of bare, thick muscle that protrudes two feet out from its body before the connect with the limbs themselves. A dress of what appears to be sackcloth hangs off it, and where one presumes the chest might be there are two...lumps, one sagging and one protruding, like someone had stuffed a pair of watermelons and attempted to crudely arrange them into the shape of a bosom. The head has wide, watery eyes the size of frying pants and a garishly gaping mouth rimmed with smeared red 'lipstick'. A parody of femininity, staring intent at them as a tongue comes out to smear the red across the bottom lip.
Rust scrapes Genevieve's finger as she clings to her rebar.
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Date: 2016-01-23 07:33 pm (UTC)Its limbs and torso remind Genevieve of the doll she'd seen mutilated back at the dinner. Pale, baby-chubby ares and legs are attached by long stretches of bare, thick muscle that protrudes two feet out from its body before the connect with the limbs themselves. A dress of what appears to be sackcloth hangs off it, and where one presumes the chest might be there are two...lumps, one sagging and one protruding, like someone had stuffed a pair of watermelons and attempted to crudely arrange them into the shape of a bosom. The head has wide, watery eyes the size of frying pants and a garishly gaping mouth rimmed with smeared red 'lipstick'. A parody of femininity, staring intent at them as a tongue comes out to smear the red across the bottom lip.
Rust scrapes Genevieve's finger as she clings to her rebar.