Sorry It Took Me So Long But I Wanted To Make It Perfect && Also Follow The Format We Usually Write In - Blog Posts
when curiosity doesn't kill you, other external factors will work on that. this barbie was supposed to end up in california, to fix the problem, but little did she knew before she embarked on this suicide mission that nothing will go according to plan. weird barbie explicitly told her : drive the car, row the boat, fly the rocket, ride the bike, drive the van, ride a snowmobile and finally rollerskate into the real world. pretty simple, actually. in theory, that is. alas, at some point when she was driving the van, earth quacked beneath her, though she mistaken it for a van problem – that was seismology barbie's field of expertise, not hers. she was just actress barbie. in just a few seconds, she landed on the pavement, knees scratched at impact. as soon as she batted her lashes to see the real world, anguish takes over barbie's frame as she watches in horror at what the real world looks like.
there's thick smoke surrounding the area and somewhere not too far in the distance something seemed to burn. everything seemed to stay still : time, nature, even the doll. she doesn't know how to react at first, therefore she takes a few to take in all that she sees and feels and experiences. the real world is an odd place, she thinks to herself, maybe that's why i had to come here. that thought alone leaves shivers down her spine, knowing all too well she wasn't some superhero ; she was just actress barbie. her only role in the world was to inspire little girls that they can become actresses too. she can't save the world. not if it's set ablaze anyway. the picture perfect smile upon her countenance begins to fade as a sentiment started to dig at her chest – must've been the scorching fire nearby reacting with the plastic. another thing to worry about. but barbie can't just give up, she hasn't even tried to do anything yet. she was stuck there, in the middle of nowhere, with no other living being in sight, scared at what she was seeing. if that was a movie set, it surely was realistic.
taking a deep breath – and quickly coughing it back out –, barbie finally moves from where she initially landed. one step after another, glancing all around her. she was looking for someone (anyone) that could help clear things out for her. she's not yet aware that she hasn't completed all the easy steps weird barbie has told her ; hopefully, she'll get there, at some point. and she walks, dragging her plastic frame forward, away from the source of warmth. she's glancing around the houses, but all lights are cut out – the residents must be sleeping, she can't disrupt them. and she walks. it's been for maybe half an hour, though it felt like forever and more to barbie, until she finally landed her eyes upon someone in the distance. she jogs towards the silhouette, hope twinkling inside.
" hi there, can you tell me what happened? " ask and the answer shall come – or wait, because ken will always show up to the rescue. though this wasn't barbieland. and ken didn't join her. she shakes her head, trying to brush off that dreadful thought – that she's alone and she might never find her way back home – with a slight smile upon her visage to @shadowedvales. " because this world seems like it's falling apart. and if that's the case, tell me what can i do to save it. " she's confident in her illusions, but she has to start somewhere. losing all hope would be like admitting defeat before even trying.
