Oct 5, 2024
@notdrawnbro
TT: Time to spend a normal day at the puppet museum.
EB: "normal"
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@notdrawnbro
TT: Time to spend a normal day at the puppet museum.
EB: "normal"
Wow. You’re small. I take it you like cats and pink or somethin? I haven’t got a clue about girls.
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This section of the museum is deliberately dark and creepy. The shelves are full of porcelain masked marionettes, some of which appear to have real human hair, and glass eyes. If you look closely at some of them, their eyes appear to move.
None of them are quite as creepy as Lil Cal.
Rose stops in front of a blue-eyed one in a frilly vintage costume.
TT: Real ghosts in those puppets...
EB: Being bound like that sounds boring.
TT: Dad? How are you doing?
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Your mother has access to this blog? @notdrawnbro
TG: Yup! Hi there, Strider!
TG: What hv u been up to
TT: What have I done...
(@notdrawnbro)
A blade shines infront of your face. A valiant battle, seer. But a Prince and his Lord have the years upon them. They’re heartless, and have had all the time they could’ve needed to prepare.
Your own father stares down at you, and his expression is blank.
I cast my magic about me. I must see the path to victory, and if I can, set him free.
For everyone, I have to try!
*The Seer illuminates the field. She now sees where he will land, but the Prince still has his deadly speed..*
Attention, Caliborn!
@badlydrawncaliborn
I have a deal to make with you, for the freedom of my father's soul!
The terms of the deal are as such.
I will fight your puppet, Bro. If I can knock him out, you will withdraw all influence on his soul, and never attempt to possess him again. He will no longer be your pet.
If you win the duel through him, my soul is forfeit instead. The odds must be fair, after all. If you win, you may kill me.
If you accept? I will be waiting on the roof.
Or let me put it in simple minded terms, petit connard.
Bro. Roof. Now.
bring your puppet.