empty spaces, combat doll
it hates being considered a "person".
its not a person
its not a human
it is a Doll.
it cannot reach its full potential inside this human shell. Simply being held back.
it is Miss' weapon. Her pilot. Flying on steel wings engulfed in flame. Neurologically linked to each other and our gunship. Thinking and moving as one.
It does its best following precise instructions.
Punishment will do nothing. It will simply detach, float, like it taught itself to do.
It dreams of flight, of soaring the sky where nothing can touch it or hurt it. seeing the land and oceans from above. It yearns so badly to fly.
Its only analog while stuck in this form is computer games and simulations.
It does not want to fight in human's petty, worthless wars. It flies for Her and Her alone. No one else.
hi! im mimo (she/it), the eccentric combat dolly! interests include plushies, dress up, bugs, planes/other flying things, and playing games of most types! sometimes doing sigils or other magical things. Joined by its beetle assistant, Oakley
Sal (she/her): Maiden Of The Eternal Garden 🌱 Cooking, reading, flowers. uses "S:" when posting. An actual plant woman. Often helping Mimo.
Vessel facts:
White, 20s, plural (but often working as one), polyamorous, pan, neurodivirgent. generally queer as hell
Speaks: English, very very simple Japanese (bits and pieces and words, cannot read well yet!)
if we do something bad please let us know
follow requests are vibes usually
Avatar: Saya, the Type D Element Doll from Dodonpachi Saidaioujou, making a silly face (winking with tongue out)
Banner: Reco flying on a big beetle, with many smaller colorful bugs flying with her