Clover Club Muyo App

I hope they let me in, Muyo is lonely :'D
Also, I was given permission to take the job of "lift girl"

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/sobbu sobbu
The app's been ready for hours, I was just too lazy and procrastinated finishing the wall of text
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Name: Muyo
Occupation: Lift Girl (the person who operated the elevator and pushes the buttons)
Age: 153 (that she's been alive)
Height/Weight: 116.84 cm (3'10") / 27.22 kg (60 lb)
Species: Living Doll (an Ichimatsu Doll to be specific)
Birthday: She has no birthday. Well, maybe the year in which she was made, which is somewhere in 1650's
Blood Type: Has no blood per say
Personality:
Muyo is a bit of an odd child. She is overly naive and quite gullible. Due to her past, Muyo is very obedient when someone tells her to do something. Overall, this little child-like girl is friendly, nice, and curious about odd things. She is also very loyal to her friends and her master, Illya..

Abilities:
*Muyo cannot speak by herself, not at all. For her to communicate, the little doll manipulates the words of others to build sentences for her to use. And since she has no voice of her own, she uses the voice of the one she 'borrows' the words from.
*Every night, during midnight, Muyo transforms into an adult version of herself. In that form, she is able to utilize the inner darkness vesseled in her body to attack or defend. Although her attacks are pretty much useless, her defensive capabilities are superb. Any attack directed at her passes through her as her body converts to shadow, quickly materializing back to her body once the attack is done.
*She can only use these abilities when she is in her adult form, which is not common. After an hour, Muyo returns to her childish shape and returns to being harmless and useless. except for being a distraction and dessert
*Link to her adult form: [link]

History:
Back in Japan, in the 1650s, an old doll maker made an Ichimatsu doll to sell. An woman saw it in the window of a shop one day and bought it, taking it home for her young daughter. All day and all night, the little girl would never part forr\m her doll. When the little girl had a girl of her own, she gave it to her as an heirloom. That child cherished and enjoyed the doll as well. In fact, she gave it to her daughter to continue the tradition.

By then a hundred years had gone by and the little doll started to stir. A conscious was born inside, having an amorous attitude toward her master and her family. Every day, the little girl would play with the doll, eventually giving the doll a name. Muyo was the name, it meant dream world. Her master thought it was so amazing that her doll could actually play with her, which made Muyo even more happy.

One day, her previous master found out that Muyo actually came to life. She was so filled with horror and fear, packing up and moving away. Muyo was left behind, thinking that she was accidentally forgotten. From that day, the little doll would roam the streets, trying to find her beloved master..

Many years had gone by when Muyo, resting by a bush near a kiddy playground, was picked up by someone she had never seen. Looking up, she stared and was amazed. It was the little girl much older now, so happy to have found her little Muyo doll. The little doll was so happy to be back with her master, but she noticed that her master would hide her so her mother wouldn't find out.

How could that be? Not so long ago it was she and Muyo who were having fun.. What had changed in her so that caused her to fear her..? Her happiness was soon cut short when the mother found out. Yelling ensued, causing a throwing disaster to begin. It was all Muyo could do to evade being broken. In her frustration, the previous master pushed her daughter away, causing her to hit her head and slumping to the floor as blood stained the counter.

The mother then lashed out on the poor doll, grabbing its leg and throwing it against the wall. A cracking sound was heard as the little Muyo thudded to the floor, pieces of her porcelain face scattered around her. Slowly, the Ichimatsu doll got up and stared up at the woman, shadowy essence wisping from inside her cracked frame.

The mother stepped back, mortified at the sight of her childhood toy. Muyo silently stalked towards her, an eerie red glow coming from within her pupils. She then began to playback the mother's own voice,

_{'What are you doing? Why are you here? What did you do..? Are you..trying to ruin my family..? My..family....'}

The little doll let out a petrifying screech, mixing her screams with her daughter's. In the confusing, the mist of darkness oozed out of her and consumed her once worshiped master. Suffocating her, drowning her in evil, taking away her life.

Once the body stopped protesting, the little doll cried out just once as power flowed into her broken body. She immediately grew, looking more like a human child than a mere doll. Looking around, her eyes were wide when she realized what she had done. Terror and shame made her flee, only stopping once she thought she was far enough away.

Muyo lamented what she'd done, crying all alone in a secluded part of the forest. No voice came out, she wondered if there was something wrong with her. One day, as she roamed the mountainside, she came across a lake and saw her reflection for the first time. There was an abysmal hole on her forehead, a faint glow beckoning any for a closer look.

Now no one would want to be her master, she was beyond repair. She was broken and no one would ever want her or be her friend... She really was unwanted and alone..

After many odd years of roaming, she came upon an out-of-the-way inn in the mountains. Curiosity taking hold of her, she gathered what little confidence she had and stepped inside....

Likes:
+Friendly people
+Drawing
+Colorful things
+Smiling
+Peace
+Illya
+Her friends and master

Dislikes:
-Not nice people
-Being yelled at
-Being all alone

Additional Facts:
*She doesn't know how to swim
*The coloring notebook she caries around was bought for her by Ben
*She really do what she's told if she thinks that person is nice
*Is always eager to help in any way
*She can only draw scribbles
*Doesn't really need to sleep, but when she does, she becomes her doll form.
*Doesn't need to eat, so she doesn't

Prefered Role Play methods: dA chats, Skype, MSN, notes