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RAGATHAS POV
"You doing okay Rag's," Pomni's voice carries a worry as she helps Ragitha walk to her room.
"Me? Oh yeah, I'll be fine once I get to my room," Ragatha winces, looking down at her leg, to see the large yellow sewing pin stabbed right through her knee.
"At least it's not as bad as last week's challenge!"
"I guess your right," Pomni shivered at the idea of last week's events. "But still, you took a good bulk of the damage." Pomni reached and grabbed one of the lose pin left in one of Ragatha's locks, forcing Ragatha to let out a slight "Ow!"
"Sorry~!"
"No, no! It's fine," Rag's sighed as she continued to hop down on dorm hallway with Pomin by her side.
Today little more adventure just so happens to be to find a needle in a haystack. Well, more of finding hay in a needle stack. As the group was trying to figure out a solution to such a strange problem a certain purple bunny and the brilliant idea of shoving the ragdoll into the the hill. Which happened to have pierced through her with ease, as a consequence of the piercing pain that coursed through her body. But to her aval she somehow, some way was able to find the small ball of hay hiding in the stake. The only trouble was getting her out without ripping her to pieces. They somehow were able to get her out with only a few minor rips and tears, but a bulk of pins came out with her. And even after the hours of King, Gangle, and Pomni constantly pulling needles out of her, there was still work that needed to be done.
"Why is it always me that has to be the ragdoll," Ragatha murmured as King pulled out a larger needle.
"Well maybe if you looked in the mirror more often you would see why dollface," From a distance Jax was lying on the stage with his lengthy arms behind his head.
"I mean this is true," King lifted his finger in agreeance.
"Don't take the [@$#&] side on this King," Zobble grunts as she throws a stack of removed needles to the side "Jax is the main reason why Rag's is [@$#&] like this."
"Don't hate the player, " Jax lifted his hands lazily, with a sly smile "Hate the game."
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"Well we're here," Pomni said snapping Ragatha out of her thoughts.
"Oh well, thanks Pomni," thanking Pomni, Ragatha quickly limps over her door to unlock it.
"A-are you sure you don't want me to help you Raggs"
"No, no Pomni you go on to bed," she says opening her door and limping into her room giggling "I'll be fine, I'm a rag doll after all!"
Pomni's brows knit together, "Don't let what Jax said get to you, okay?"
"You think I, after all his tricks and shenanigans, would let the little things he says affect me? Don't worry about me Pomni, I'll be fine," Raggs laughs. Though on the inside, she knew it was a lie. 'Why did I always have the be the ragdoll' she thought to herself.
"Well okay, goodnight Raggs!"
"Night," Ragatha closed her door allowing the weight of the day to finally overflow her. Slowly she let her flimsy body hit the floor with a thug. She let out a sigh of relief as she looked down at her punctured and ripped body. Looking back at the same yellow pin in her knee, she reached and slowly pulled it out with a groan. Throwing it to the side with a loud clank. Looking at the rest of her body, she made her way pulling out every pin she could see, that the others hadn't pulled out. After a bit of wrangling, she pulled out all the needles she could see.
lifting herself from the floor she made her way to her vanity. Sitting down and turning on the light and looking in the mirror she found that her work wasn't done. Her hair was still filled with fine needles of different colors. Letting out a sigh she looks at her reflection, looking at her doll-like figure, letting out a sigh. She thought back to the conversation from earlier, and that same question kept ringing in her head. 'Why did I have to be the ragdoll.'
'Well maybe if you looked in the mirror more often you would see why dollface', His response rang back in her head, making her shake her head and look back at her reflection. Noticing every rip and tear from today's events.
"Well, this isn't going to fix itself," she began to open the drawer of her vanity and began pulling out various rolls of string. But when she reached for her needles she saw something in the corner of the drawer.
"What tha-"
But before she could even finish her sentence, an armor-legged worm crawled out the corner of the drawer.