Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33672197-20180309205308/@comment-33672197-20180317194639

The Marionette pokes it's head out from it's box. It stares somberly at it's Prize Corner, which was indeed repaired, but it was still damaged... And barren of all the prizes that were once showcased on it.

It was just about to sink miserably back into it's box when it noticed a plush at the very end of the counter from the corner of it's eyes. It slowly crept out of it's box to quickly fetch the lonely plush. Cradling it in it's hand, The Marionette slowly stroked the plush with one of it's long fingers.

"How could I have let such a thing happen to you...?" It cooed in it's quivering voice.