*The puppeteer is in his room scheming. He's bored and he doesn't have any puppets to fix.*

*He creeps out of his room/workshop to get some new materials for his puppets. He's low on the things he needs.*

Never and I mean never take Kage's wine. All of us know this. None of us want to deal with his annoying ass.

*The puppeteer screeched in 6'3".*

Imagine having no life and no one liking you. Couldn't be me.~

*The puppeteer released an ear piercing screech for no reason.*

*The puppeteer T poses in 6'3".*

*The puppeteer is now hiding in his room while working on his puppets.*

*He's trying to fix a puppet that someone broke. He's not having much luck and he's shut himself up in his workshop. It was one of his favorite puppets too. He's pissed off at the one that broke his puppet.*

*He was sitting underneath a tree with a sketchbook in his hands. He was currently caught up in what he was sketching.*

I feel like kidnapping someone... But who should I kidnap?

🎭 Since Puppeteer feeds off of loneliness and depression, would he be considered a cannibal of sorts?

*The puppeteer is currently floating around on his back as he watches the reader.*

*The puppeteer is walking around an abandoned building with a smile on his face. He was looking for a new place to make his workshop since he's running out of space for the puppets he makes.*

Hm.... New faces? Great... More idiots to bother me when I'm working on puppets.

*He drank down his grief like it was the finest red wine. Like it was the purest blood. After awhile you never can tell the difference between pleasure and pain.*

It's always like this Standing alone here All on my own here Is it selfish? The pain was mounting Can't let them in here I'm holding up here Why's the dark so crushing?

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