|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:20 pm
A Puppeteers Puppet frozen_flames06 He...he doesn't like his story told mu- "a white faceless head is seen near the window. I back up to the far corner of the room, holding my head tight as pain dances in it." The Puppet stands up and GLARES at you. "Then why did you tell it, love?" he says as he pulls out a knife. because.....that is the only story I know...."holding my head tight, I stand up." I though....you wanted to see...Slenderman?
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:21 pm
KeatonIshTak05 A Puppeteers Puppet "Our dearly beloved Frozen." the Puppet's face turns stern as the plastic begins to crack, "Though you will die before she." With a sudden pulse of renewed strength, his grip tightens causing plastic to crack even further. With his second hand, he pulls his knife out from his jacket. With a single thrust, he slams it into your neck. "Plastic has always been quite durable, but beheading you will not be too difficult." "Nngh."She flinches as the plastic finally cracks. "That certainly is going to put a damper on my performance. I suppose I wasn't entertaining enough..." A soft, shrieking noise came from her as she tried to take air in, making it whistle through the broken bits. She blinks at him, unable to speak. She's not quite ready to die yet. With practiced ease of having to dispose of previous puppet's of his Master, the Puppet tore through the plastic until your head was free of its body. He dropped it to the ground, checking his pockets. "I could have sworn I had a box of matches...It is so much more fun when there's actual blood." the Puppet sighs.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:24 pm
frozen_flames06 because.....that is the only story I know...."holding my head tight, I stand up." I though....you wanted to see...Slenderman? The Puppet crossed his arms with a pout, "Not if he will kill you in the process." He suddenly grows panicked, coming to stand in front of you, and shaking you by the shoulders. "He's not going to kill you is he??? Because then I would fail her. I would be useless..." the Puppet stared down at his hands. "Useless. Broken. Pathetic. A HEAP OF JUNK. Useless. I would fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail."
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:25 pm
A Puppeteers Puppet With practiced ease of having to dispose of previous puppet's of his Master, the Puppet tore through the plastic until your head was free of its body. He dropped it to the ground, checking his pockets. "I could have sworn I had a box of matches...It is so much more fun when there's actual blood." the Puppet sighs. While he searches, her body twitches, slowly jerking until it's on its stomach. Her arms feel around, trying to locate her head. When contact is made, she simply curls up around it, cradling the head to her chest.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:33 pm
A Puppeteers Puppet frozen_flames06 because.....that is the only story I know...."holding my head tight, I stand up." I though....you wanted to see...Slenderman? The Puppet crossed his arms with a pout, "Not if he will kill you in the process." He suddenly grows panicked, coming to stand in front of you, and shaking you by the shoulders. "He's not going to kill you is he??? Because then I would fail her. I would be useless..." the Puppet stared down at his hands. "Useless. Broken. Pathetic. A HEAP OF JUNK. Useless. I would fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail." No...He will not kill me, he is still very curious about me......It would depend how close he got to me, say if he came into this room.....I could possibly die. But here I am still alive and by the looks of things, you have not failed her.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:33 pm
KeatonIshTak05 A Puppeteers Puppet With practiced ease of having to dispose of previous puppet's of his Master, the Puppet tore through the plastic until your head was free of its body. He dropped it to the ground, checking his pockets. "I could have sworn I had a box of matches...It is so much more fun when there's actual blood." the Puppet sighs. While he searches, her body twitches, slowly jerking until it's on its stomach. Her arms feel around, trying to locate her head. When contact is made, she simply curls up around it, cradling the head to her chest. He laughs as he knocks his hand against his head, "Silly me." The Puppet reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a slim rectangular box. He popped it open and pulled out a single match stick. Crouching besides you, the Puppet used his skin to light the match. "See this is a special bit of flame that I carry about. Sometimes other discarded puppets make their way back to her home. So, it my job to get rid of them." He dropped the blue flamed onto your body, watching as the flame spread across the as if on oil.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:35 pm
frozen_flames06 No...He will not kill me, he is still very curious about me......It would depend how close he got to me, say if he came into this room.....I could possibly die. But here I am still alive and by the looks of things, you have not failed her. The Puppet stilled his entire body, unmoving for a few moments. "Ah, well, why did you not say so earlier, lovely love?" He laughed and patted your shoulder.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:39 pm
A Puppeteers Puppet frozen_flames06 No...He will not kill me, he is still very curious about me......It would depend how close he got to me, say if he came into this room.....I could possibly die. But here I am still alive and by the looks of things, you have not failed her. The Puppet stilled his entire body, unmoving for a few moments. "Ah, well, why did you not say so earlier, lovely love?" He laughed and patted your shoulder. Slenderman...cause me great pain when he speaks....I apologize for my foolishness and my folly. " I rub my head staring at the window a bit." I feel like a horrible person, not offering you anything to drink or eat. All I have to drink is green tea and to eat, a feast of sorts.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:42 pm
A Puppeteers Puppet He laughs as he knocks his hand against his head, "Silly me." The Puppet reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a slim rectangular box. He popped it open and pulled out a single match stick. Crouching besides you, the Puppet used his skin to light the match. "See this is a special bit of flame that I carry about. Sometimes other discarded puppets make their way back to her home. So, it my job to get rid of them." He dropped the blue flamed onto your body, watching as the flame spread across the as if on oil. The body thrashes around, never letting the head go, and doesn't stop until there is nothing but melted plastic, crushed porcelain, and burnt cloth. "Oh dear. I guess I'm dead again. How bothersome." The jester's ghost floats around, twirling through the air, trying to observe herself. It would seem the puppet parts did not stay with her.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:45 pm
KeatonIshTak05 The body thrashes around, never letting the head go, and doesn't stop until there is nothing but melted plastic, crushed porcelain, and burnt cloth. "Oh dear. I guess I'm dead again. How bothersome." The jester's ghost floats around, twirling through the air, trying to observe herself. It would seem the puppet parts did not stay with her. The Puppet watches your ghost float about, "Isn't being dead much more fun than being alive? You can even float!" He jumps up as he tries to do it himself, but sadly gravity does not comply with his desire.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:46 pm
frozen_flames06 Slenderman...cause me great pain when he speaks....I apologize for my foolishness and my folly. " I rub my head staring at the window a bit." I feel like a horrible person, not offering you anything to drink or eat. All I have to drink is green tea and to eat, a feast of sorts. The Puppet sits down on a chair, "You're an odd one, Frozen." Resting his head on his hand, he peers up at you.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:50 pm
A Puppeteers Puppet The Puppet watches your ghost float about, "Isn't being dead much more fun than being alive? You can even float!" He jumps up as he tries to do it himself, but sadly gravity does not comply with his desire. "I do enjoy being able to float, but I never know when someone will be able to bring me back. With my body burned, I don't know if it will be possible." She sighed and pulled her legs up to sit cross-legged, hovering just above the floor.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 10:54 pm
A Puppeteers Puppet frozen_flames06 Slenderman...cause me great pain when he speaks....I apologize for my foolishness and my folly. " I rub my head staring at the window a bit." I feel like a horrible person, not offering you anything to drink or eat. All I have to drink is green tea and to eat, a feast of sorts. The Puppet sits down on a chair, "You're an odd one, Frozen." Resting his head on his hand, he peers up at you. Well..it is better then being normal... "frowns tilting my head curiously." I dont get why people want to be normal...it is...boring. and blah. normal is overdone.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 2:52 pm
KeatonIshTak05 Amu Tsukiyomi-sama 「 .....hm. I only miss the having a place to be for many hours a day that is not my house.... A place with people I can hang out with to boot. 」 Yeah. It's nice getting out of the house. I don't do that often. 「 Same here.... But it's been like that for a long time... Home schooling on your own with no Home Schooling group tends to do that... 」
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 2:55 pm
A Puppeteers Puppet Amu Tsukiyomi-sama 「 *raises eyebrow and smiles*
I see. *goes and gets a bottle of dark liquid and pours it carefully into a brandy glass* *offers the glass of red liquid to you*
I hope you like this. Should have aged long enough to make it smoother than freshly...squeezed...would be. 」 The Puppet swirls the liquid in the glass with a twist of his wrist, "And does this drink have a name, my dark devious dove?" 「 Hm.... Life? Essence? I've not yet given it a special name... 」
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|