bloodyrosemccoy | Ghost In The Machine (Reply)

All together now: D’awww.

I think it’s the boots that really gave me a handle on Kyōko’s personality. I put those on her and start to get a feel for the kind of clothes I should make for her.

Anyway, this shirt’s made from one I wore when both my rack and my gut were a lot more contained. It’s thin and soft and perfect for a doll tee, and the scribbly pattern on it could probably afford me a couple more doll-size clothing bits, too. I’m extremely pleased by how it turned out, especially since I was wrestling with a haunted sewing machine.

Yes, haunted. Goddamn thing resets every few minutes, jerking the needle around and claiming it has never heard of “bobbins” and sometimes deciding to do embroidery just for the hell of it. It’s either being harassed by a sergergeist or it’s got Alzheimer’s. Either way, after managing to stay awake just long enough to make a doll shirt—it only fell asleep eleven times while I was hemming the bottom—the poor thing has been shipped back to its manufacturer for an exorcism.* Now I have to remember how the emergency backup sewing machine works if I ever want to finish my space quilt. At least until Pazuzu gets relocated.

*Mom had previously kept taking it to Earl the Sewing Machine Guy, who would attack it with a soddering gun and return it proclaiming that it was all fixed. After the third time THIS YEAR that his soddering gun failed to have any effect, we decided that maybe Earl was not helping.