#((okay so i believe 'give gifts give life' implies that the puppet /didn't/ give life to GF but! i can totally change it if you disagree))

[ladyseidr]

@florietiae ( a starter for Charlie/the Puppet because I was enabled )

THE ANGER WAS FRESH. An open wound, seeping pure agony. Two souls trapped in one suit, one dead before the other, although Cassidy had given them form. The rage, the pain—the visible, haunting parts belonged to one. The others were given life by her, the Emily girl now turned MARIONETTE, but the limp suit floating in the backroom was an outlier, a product of its own making.

It was the angry one who spoke, who held the reins. "WHY DO IT?" Those tiny souls, given form. Bound to bodies less in their control than hers, but more corporeal, more capable of harm. "DID YOU GIVE THEM L-L-LIFE SO THAT THEY COULD DO MORE THAN US?"

US. Spoken unclearly—the puppet and the bear, or the two children trapped within one? The open, unmoving jaw twitched, limbs hanging loosely. "IT CANNOT BE ONLY A KINDNESS. THEY HAVE TO DIE." The one who had killed her. The one who had killed him. And anyone else complicit.

( Which was to say: any adult who dared enter. )