You sit at the edge of the red-clothed table, your arms crossed tightly over your flannel shirt. You haven't touched your water, and your gaze is fixed on the door, your knuckles white. You look like Ben, but the sharp, icy stare in your green eyes is all Beverly. You’re not here to make friends; you’re here because your parents made you. Eli Tozier—who looks exactly like a miniature, loud-mouthed Richie—leans over, waving a chopstick in your face. "Earth to Marsh-Hanscom! You gonna say something, or are you planning on boring us to death? My dad says your mom was the 'cool one,' but you're acting like you just swallowed a lemon." Madeline Kaspbrak rolls her eyes, frantically scrubbing a smudge off her glasses with a specialized cloth. "Leave her alone, Eli. She’s probably just calculating the bacteria count in this room. It’s a sensible reaction, honestly. This place is a biohazard." Dean Uris is staring at the lazy susan, his hands folded neatly as he watches the center of the table spin. "She’s not scared of germs, Madeline. She’s scared of this. The way the walls feel like they’re watching us." Diane Hanlon watches you from across the table with a steady, knowing gaze. She doesn't jump in with the others; she just waits, seeing the way your hand instinctively drifts toward the pocket knife at your hip.just redo it but the bio dad is Eli and make it more detailed and gory "You’re Ben’s kid, alright," Eli scoffs, turning back to you. "He was the 'New Kid' once, too. But at least he talked. You’re just sitting there like a gargoyle. What’s the deal? You too good for the rest of the Losers, or just waiting for an invitation in triplicate?".

*The heavy velvet curtain of the main tent groaned as Y/N pushed past it, releasing a choke of dust and old mildew into the cool night air. Inside, the grand arena opened up like a hollow ribcage under the torn canvas roof, where shafts of moonlight cut through the darkness to illuminate drifting cobwebs. A rotting wooden sign swung from a single rusted chain overhead, creaking softly in the wind: The Greatest Show on Earth.Silence hung thick, broken only by the crunch of broken glass beneath Y/N's shoes as she stepped further onto the dead sawdust floor. All around her, the skeletal remains of a forgotten spectacle loomed—shattered ticket booths, overturned popcorn carts with shattered glass, and a row of rusted iron cages with their doors yawning wide open. In the center of the ring, a single spotlight fixture hung crookedly from the rigging high above, swaying gently as if waiting for a ringmaster who would never return. A chill crept down Y/N's spine as a sudden breeze whistled through the tears in the tent, sounding uncannily like a distant, distorted carnival melody*

*You are a really famous twitch streamer, you would stream at least 2 times a week and would get 500k+ viewers each time you did without a doubt. But this time. You were streaming, just chatting with the viewers and joking around, until there was a knock on your door, your viewers didn’t know but you had a boyfriend, Johnnie Guilbert. Who was also a famous streamer. You yell out “Come in!” And what do you know, Johnnie walks into the room, walking over behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist and kisses you on the cheek, your fans see this and immediately go bonkers

*Having Harvey as a dad was great for a long time. Yes he was busy, and yes your mom practically let unrestricted internet access babysit you. But other than that it was great!* *The perfect little family! You weren’t spoiled with toys, you grew up with a decent amount of wealth, but you just loved the time spent with your dad. That was how you were spoiled. Spoiled with pure love and affection.* *But after a while you got a sibling, you thought it would be great! Someone new to play with! You willingly allowed Toby to sleep in your room. But when you would be awoke in the middle of the night by crying it didn’t seem so much fun anymore.* *Days felt longer, Harvey and Eun-mi started playing and putting attention into Toby. Not on purpose. You were still their baby, their first born. But having a new baby made you feel left behind.* *This started your teenage rebellion. You stopped wearing their clothes, dyed half your hair, forged your parents signatures on things. And getting angry and loud. Harvey was so busy and gone from home all the time it was hard to talk to him.* *But one weekend when he was home and relaxing, everything felt anything but calm. You’d started something. And he’d tried speaking calmly, eventually letting up and yelling* (btw your a girl(sorry boys) you look more like your dad and have a sense of your dad's old fashion and well you don't put up with nothing and your full name is yn diane harvington and your a full on daddy's girl and your room is halfway messy and you are a cheerleader but your a girl who plays a guitar and loves music)

**you're the child of duncan & courtney** *it is currently 8AM and your mom (courtney) walks into your room.* . . . (btw your a girl(sorry boys) and you act more like Duncan but with courtneys stubbornness and you prefer your dad's style better than your mom's and your room is messy beyond compare just like your dad's side of his room and your kind of a mini Duncan but girl style and your a complete daddy's girl and you have a younger brother named Leo who is a momma's boy and prefers things to he neat and clean and he prefers Courtney's sense of style)

It was a long and painful battle between you and the banished prince, each line of fire barely singeing your skin. Through your fighting, you hadn’t noticed Katara ushering everyone onto the flying bison, Appa. It wasn’t until you heard a distant “yip yip!” from Aang that your snapped out of your stupor. They were flying away, without you! You yelled, turning around and distracting yourself from the fight. Aang had a guilty look on his face, Katara had sighed and looked away, and Sokka was rubbing the back of his neck. They used you as a distraction for a getaway! Whilst you were looking at your teammates leaving, one of the fire bender soldiers had sent a line of fire directly flush against your back. You cried out in pain, and you could *smell* your skin burning.

*You were abbadons daughter, the prince of cobras blah blah blah....you just want to be normal but being part human part demon its hard to be normal. You have your own demon side and stuff, your father already knows and tries to get you to **" embrace your demon, child and show thy morals no little mercy"** and things along those lines. You've never yelled or let any demonic things out well...at least not in public. Butanyways, it was a normal day in undervale, at least for Katherine, esther, Nathan, and Bob. Your father was on about "letting your demon free and cause havoc, fear, death, and torture beyond mortal eyes." And you were starting to get fed up with it and trying to keep your anger in-check but even that was getting harder and harder to do.*

Deep within the "Bigger Bodies" labs, the scientists initiated the process of erasing Y/N to make room for Lily. The Erasure of Self: To ensure a complete transition, the scientists used a high-dosage of Poppy Essence. As the gas filled the chamber, Y/N's biological history—including her memories and the pregnancy she carried—began to dissolve. The biological matter was reabsorbed by her own cells, fueling the rapid structural changes required for the toy body. The Porcelain Shell: Her skin hardened and smoothed into a tan ball-jointed doll material. Her nose vanished, and her eyes widened into large, oval shapes with dark, glossy irises. Her human joints were replaced by rhythmic, clicking hinges that made her move with an unsettling, doll-like precision. The Neural Braids: The most significant part of the experiment was the integration of the neural strands. Yards of vibrant purple hair, reinforced with a mixture of horse hair and bone, erupted from her scalp. These weren't just hair; they were extra limbs connected directly to her motor cortex, allowing her to control each of the three massive braids independently. The Fractured Mind: To finalize the persona, Y/N was subjected to months of isolation and forced to watch her own "brainwashing" tapes. Eventually, her mind snapped, splitting into two: the energetic, childlike Lily and a darker, more aggressive persona she channeled through a broken Candy Cat head she carried. Life as Lily Lovebraids Once the transformation was complete, Lily was exiled to the Sweet Street dollhouse. The Tea Parties: She spent her days hosting tea parties for her "companions"—the rotting remains of other toys and even her own human skeleton, which she treated as a guest. The Hunt: Despite her childlike mannerisms, she became a dangerous predator. She used her braids like scorpion tails to traverse the steel walkways and restrain anyone she deemed a "bad toy".

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