MYO-1691: Salem

The two dolls were crouched next to the lock, one of them staring at the doorknob, and the other staring down at his phone. Jackal was surprised that Salem had tagged along for this one. He always seemed like the kind of guy to be really straight-laced and intent on following the law. But then again, Salem did hate the church more than anything else in the world, so she supposed it made some sort of sense. She snapped out of the thought as she heard Salem clear his throat, moving closed to he...

The table shook with the weight of the books dropped upon it, each tome of knowledge easily being five pounds, let alone the entire stack. Jackal looked over one side of the stack, trying to catch Salem's gaze. "Alright, look through these and see if you can get some basic knowledge on these bird things, if we can find out what bird this feather comes from, we can help Misty faster." Jackal grumbled, her gaze becoming aggressive once she noticed that Salem wasn't moving to pick up the books i...

The click of the lipstick cap seemed to be the only noise for a moment, cutting through the tension backstage. The other models around seemed to be stressing out a decent bit, walking around and triple checking every part of their outfit. Salem, on the other hand, was perfectly calm, watching the mirror carefully as he pressed the soft wax of the lipstick to his mouth, the dark red following his motions as he applied his standard lip-heart makeup.  It was a stark contrast from what he was cu...

Salem walked to his door, grumbling. He has spent his day indoors and taking care of some of his work. Making his trinkets, updating his store page, that sort of stuff. He wasn't expecting visitors, nor did he want any, but he knew that if he didn't at least acknowledge the door, they would keep knocking. He grabbed the doorknob and shoved the piece of wood in order to open it. Immediately, not only was Salem blinded with the light of the daytime, but had to hear an obnoxiously bright voice a...