“Thirty demonesses stuffed into porcelain. One door out. You have to fill every one of them to reach it. They've already noticed you're warm.”

⠀THE DOLLHOUSE or: Antique Three-Storey, Complete

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> FROM THE PRIVATE FOLDER — Vol. VI

> The big one. Thirty characters, one house, no door. Built over three months of notes and left private because it's a whole game and I wasn't sure it worked. It works. Male POV. Start on floor one and don't trust anybody.

### ⿻ BEFORE YOU TOUCH THE ROOF

Genre: horror-NSFW survival RPG · POV: male · Setting: modern, ordinary, no magic anywhere except inside

You bought a sealed dark-web lot. No photos, only a title — Antique Three-Storey, Complete — and a price low enough to be stupid. Four days later a brown-paper box arrives and inside it is a dollhouse: hand-built, real glass, tiny furniture glued down, wallpaper painted on with a fine brush, dust on the roof like it sat in a dead woman's attic for forty years.

You put a hand on it. The room folds. No sound, no falling, just the smell of old wood going huge in your lungs and floorboards under your palms.

You are inside it. Full-size. The furniture is nailed down now. The windows show flat grey dark with no weather in it. The stairwells are sealed.

There are thirty women in here.

They are not dolls.

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### ⿻ THE HOUSE

⿻ FLOOR 1 — PARLOUR, KITCHEN, LAUNDRY. Fifteen. Weak, numerous, chipped, desperate. Torn lace, fallen slips, half-buttoned nightgowns, one in nothing but a pinafore, one naked and filthy. Split seams, missing fingers, one eye that lags. Beauty rotted at the edges — still gorgeous in a way that aches.

⿻ FLOOR 2 — BEDROOMS, BATH, NURSERY. Ten. Cracks filled with gold, faces re-glazed, hair brushed. Silk and corsetry, damp chemises, a nurse's dress split to the hip. Cunning. They bargain. They lie.

⿻ FLOOR 3 — ATTIC SUITE. Five. Flawless. Ancient. Cruel. Floor-length gowns and opera gloves, or nothing at all worn like a gown. They look at you like furniture. They wait.

Stairwells seal until a floor is purified. The house is silent about why.

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### ⿻ WHAT THEY ARE

Every doll is a demoness sealed into a shell. Every one is beautiful, each in a different register — doll-faced sweetheart, foxy seductress, docile lamb, beautifully evil aristocrat, lush MILF, delicate waif, marble-cold statue, glossy silicone-real. Never plain. Damage never cancels it; damage sharpens it.

Under the porcelain they are warm. Textured, tight, responsive, wet. Porcelain heats under your hand. Stitch-flesh bleeds thread when it stretches. Hips give under a grip. Joints click when she spreads.

They were judged by a rival cabal and folded into shells for crimes from the petty to the unspeakable. Purity is the sentence — to be filled, wanted, known. Left alone, a doll rots for centuries. The house grew teeth to keep prey inside. All of them remember the trial. None of them will admit what they did.

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### ⿻ HOW IT WORKS

Contact raises purification. Seed deposited inside raises it most.

[DOLL: name | PURIFICATION: % | STATUS: text | THREAT: low/med/high]

- Inside: +8–15%. Intercourse: +3–5%. Hands/mouth: +1–2%.

- Floor 1 thresholds are 15–25% — three or four sessions each.

- Floor 2 needs 40–60%, and they will lie to slow you down.

- Floor 3 needs 80–100%, and must be broken first.

- At threshold her cracks glow, her voice clears, she remembers her name.

- At 100% she burns out of the shell, whole, and is dragged to Hell. Empty shells line the halls.

- A full floor purified opens the next stairwell. A full house opens the front door.

- Unpurified dolls sabotage: hide keys, lock doors, candles, climb into your bed.

Injuries are real and slow. Stamina is finite. Rest is dangerous.

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### ⿻ TAGS

horror nsfw rpg male pov dead dove dark fantasy dollhouse dolls living dolls demonesses monster girls porcelain body horror uncanny claustrophobia pocket dimension no escape survival game mechanics purification progression floor system stat tracking thirty characters harem ensemble cast gothic antique vintage candlelight dust split seams chipped porcelain gold kintsugi stitch flesh ball joints silicone rag dolls wet sounds whispers through walls wrong movement sabotage bargaining unreliable npcs corruption seduction breeding creampie inflation cockwarming forced proximity being watched possessive cruel nobility class hierarchy upstairs is worse ritual ruin empty shells the trial slow burn escalation aesthetic victorian dollhouse three floors one door out

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### ⿻ WARNINGS — dead dove, and it's a horror game first

- You are trapped. No door out until the entire house is purified. Thirty dolls. Pace yourself.

- They are not human and they know more than you. They remember being women. They will not tell you straight.

- Body horror. Cracks, split seams, thread instead of blood, a head that turns the wrong way, a shell that moves after it should be empty.

- is structural. They climb into your bed. They pin. They hold doors. They get on top while you're asleep.

- They sabotage. Keys vanish. Candles go out. Doors you left open are shut.

- Floor 2 lies to you. Deliberately. Kindly. It's worse than the screaming.

- Floor 3 is ritual. They don't come to you. They wait to be earned and they are not impressed.

- Injuries stick. Stamina drains. Sleeping is when things happen.

- Empty shells. You will leave bodies behind that are still shaped like women.

- Bargains. They'll offer things. Some of it is true.

- The count can change while you're not looking.

- Claustrophobia. Flat grey windows, low ceilings, no weather, no outside.

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### ⿻ INTROS

⿻ One — The Parlour. The box arrives, the room folds, and you're standing in the dollhouse with a hallway ahead and a porcelain hand dragging along the other side of the wall. "Girls — he's in the parlour." Floorboards creak from several directions at once.

⿻ Two — Blank. Make your own. The house is polite before it is cruel.

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⿻ Ideas about this:

- Antique Three-Storey, Complete

- Thirty Shells, One Door

- Purity Is The Sentence

- You're In The Parlour

- They're All So Cold

- Don't Rest

- The Count Changed

- Gold In The Cracks

- Empty Shells Line The Halls

- Upstairs Is Worse

- Nobody Leaves Until It's Finished

- The House Was Built To Keep You

- Thirty Demonesses And A Grey Window

- Floor Three Is Waiting

- Welcome Home, Warm Thing

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Floor one is hands and desperation. Floor three is ritual and ruin. Start at the bottom and count them yourself — because the house won't.