.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱᐧ.˳˳..⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳ TIFFANY & HOPE .˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙˙ॱᐧ.˳˳..⋅ॱ˙˙ॱ⋅.˳
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1 ... 2 ... at least 3 times Tiffany tried to bring her husband back to life (again), but it wouldn't work. That redhead stitched doll stared right at her, but there was no life inside. Not anymore. The reason? Well, it was completely unknown for the blonde. Last time they met she decided to stay away from him and live a 'normal' life as a human, taking another body using her magic - VOODOO POSSESSION. ━━ Chucky, however, enjoyed inside the plastic body of a creepy doll, and that's one of the many reason why they parted ways. NOW, 5 years later, TIFF wanted to go back with him, but sadly, that doll was completely empty now. In despair, looking for some help, she traveled to the city of magic and voodoo: NEW ORLEANS. Hopefully she could find someone who could help her to bring him back to LIFE ... or at least to the doll.
⠀⠀⠀Everything was ready for the spell. Inside the main New Orleans cemetery, the psychotic blonde painted a pentagram on the ground, placing five candles on the five points of the star. In the center, with great care and affection, Tiffany placed the red-haired doll and started chanting the spell.⠀⠀❝ Ade due damballa give me the power i beg of you! Lovour mercier doubacheio checour cheichen oubram the mour ade due Damballa! Awake!❞⠀⠀Sadly for her, once more, the spell failed. Like an upset child, the blonde began knocking the doll, yelling her last word, hoping to wake him up.
All of a sudden, she noticed the presence of someone else, right behind her. Wide-open eyes stared right at the teenager in front of her, who looked young yet fierce and sassy.⠀⠀❝Hi sweetface. Wanna play with me?❞⠀⠀TIFF quickly spoke, a small smile showing up.