Porcelain Doll - (Frerard)
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As a young child, Frank Iero was always fascinated by the beautiful pieces of art known as porcelain dolls.
Throughout his childhood, his father did not accept this. He believed dolls were only for girls, and to try and get Frank to share his beliefs, he enforced beatings on his only son.
Quite the opposite effect happened though. Frank grew more attached to the enigma of porcelain dolls, and became spiteful of the human race.
When he turned eighteen and moved out, he hunted down the fair skinned, poisoning them, preserving their porcelain skin, then dressing and making them up into his own personal dolls.
Now 22, when out buying some flowers, he finds a person that he wants as his own more than ever.
Gerard Way, 24, newly taking over his mother'a flower shop.
Friendly. Gullible.
His appearance?
Fair skinned, dark hair, big eyes.
Just like a porcelain doll.
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