02: A new birth [Closed]

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He arrived back at the apartment a few hours after Rin and he departed from one another, mostly stapled up and healed.

In the end, Rin's attacks had lead up to a fracture. She had won the fight though. It was a bone bruise - a form of fracture. Not so bad, though- but was told to take it easy and obviously not take such hits again. As he walked inside, he dropped his main equipment (except for the puppet and a Kunai) and put it into the chest in the living room, walking past. "I'm going to start my own puppet. Only come in unless you want something." he then disappeared behind the door of the empty room, the door clicked behind him. He clicked his knuckles.

See, their apartment had three rooms, one was Rinkusu's, the next was his own, and the third was an empty room. Literally empty, not even painted, and a wooden flooring - ready for someone to paint as they liked. For the longest time, Kaito was using this was his room to create puppets. In the middle of the room on the right, up against the wall was a makeshift workbench. Tools of varying sizes, shapes and things. He even had a saw - just one that you'd have to manually use. It was going to be a pain in the ass.

Unlike most days, however, in the middle of the room- was a box. Behind that box, up against the wall was a dark brown wooden chair. With a 'puff' he unsealed his own puppet, and sat it into the chair - it strolled into the chair nonchalantly- and became limp as it sat down with a small 'thunk' of wood against wood. He, from his position at the door then placed the scroll on the workbench and sighed. "Right.... right right right..." he mumbled to himself, pulling the Kunai from his shorts and after a few little tricks of spinning the kunai through his fingers, looping it through his index finger and spinning it a few times it finished in a reverse grip, and he brought his hand horizontally down and over the box.Slicing down it, it opened up seamlessly through the tape and brown packaging. A few moments and grunts later, he had successfully opened up the top of the box. Mostly packaging, but it was filled to the brim that had a mix of metallic and wooden equipment. 

The first puppet that he was going to make himself. He had purchased the best of ingredients for this dish. He reasoned with himself, was that most of the equipment could be re-used unless destroyed. When he could afford a more expensive puppet shell, (or rather, raw ingredient) he would totally upgrade from wood to something that wouldn't break. And when he did, he already had the expensive equipment to go with it. This was done in a silent joy- though it seemed weird, civilians had habits and hobbies like... walking, smoking, drinking, maybe stuff like playing football or some oddity that included balls. Now Shinobi? They were a different sort of breed, both socially and culturally. This was his thing. He enjoyed puppets, and he was going to be filled with satisfaction when he would finish his puppet. 

He began pulling out equipment. At the top of the pile, was another cardboard box- instructions for a vacuum. As he worked his way down the box - and a hefty amount of leaning later, he began laying out the different pieces of his puppet that he was going to craft. "Right... so, I have a vacuum... my plates of metal - they'll crush things..." he then began pulling out this sort of tubing- soldered together as a metal, these slide like things. "The fu-?" his eyebrows furrowed. "This.... is the compression system? How the hell am I supposed to work THIS?" Kaito spoke to himself as a way to align his thoughts in a comprehensive manner. Rin could probably hear him speaking this and was shaking her head and his own antics, but his mind was not thinking about that.

The annoyance had already begun. 

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Kaito briefly popped back into his own room, darting through dangerous items of clothing that smelled suspiciously sentient. He made his way through and next to his desk, where strewn items, drawings and schematics were- he was not after those. Some of those things were... far more expensive to actually create, and he definitely didn't have the know-how to create them, even with instruction and the material. He leaned over the desk and pulled out a dark blue notebook that he spotted underneath a crude . He darted out of the room and back into the workshop, but not before grabbing a glass of water from the kitchen. He didn't spot Rin on his way.

The door clicked behind him as he took a drink from the glass, and placed it down and onto the bench. He sat himself down and up against the wall, notebook in hand and pen in the ring binders. He then began crafting out his grand design. In order to create a puppet, one must understand it's initial creation - the function and desire of the puppeteer in order to really work with it.

The idea had came to him through entrapment. It had happened a long while ago, but essentially when creating his first puppet he was given a small tour by one of the makers - and he showed another sort of puppet, the original design was simple and commissioned by his parents... But he got himself stuck in a trap puppet, and had to wait around twenty minutes- which scared the living hell out of him. Unaware if he had triggered something that would very soon end his own life, but luckily, it was only a trap puppet's belly and nothing else had been attached.

The simple trap could be accomplished one of two ways; as a direct attack, or a sneak attack. He preferred the latter. Of course, there came the question - how? Through information, that he had acquired a few months ago... that came in the form of a vacuum. It had cost him a lot of money.

Next was a design that of course, would incapacitate and/or kill enemies. Plates. They would crush them. By this time, a little further into the production he was beginning to run out of money. He wanted it now, and he wanted experience. The thing that had caused him to be on a lack of money was the compression system. He didn't even know how it worked, but some very cool people had done it already.

So the design was one of two things. He wanted a quadruped animal- a large mouth. Something that wouldn't even give a chance for someone to react. The trap body could be one of two things; the mouth or the body. Thematically, it would be the mouth. Realistically - it would have to be the stomach. UNLESS he enlarged the head. He began looking at festivals - they... were the perfect idea for him. He wanted that look of monstrosity, but at the same time like a monster. Clearly a puppet. A quadruped puppet that started out as something that would pounce to it's prey... but it turned out, not even that was necessary. This was going to be the bomb.

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He pulled out his saw and began cutting at the wood. He was taking it slowly, and due to the formation of the wood or some shit like that it was fairly tough to cut through. But it was fine, he was cutting through the upper half first. It was beginning to take shape of this visceral face, imparting a sort of evil grin. It had taken around two hours to fully cut out the mouth and upper half of the throat- one of the biggest parts of the puppet. He would have to connect all of it to a cut out torso, four legs and tail. Did it even need a tail? Well, he would've gotten one anyways. He had to keep stopping every now and again, pull out the saw and take a small rest because his arms were burning away at the wrist and forearm as he guided the saw through the wood, which seemed to be all that much harder. He smiled at himself, the rough copy was done. The upper half of the puppet, the eyes, mouth and antannea were visible, as well as a sort of hood that was the upper side of the neck. 

He continued on the bottom half, and it seemed easier than before as he got into the groove. Sometime into the cutting, he had gotten a little lax, and as he carried around and onto the opposite side of the wood, he noticed that he hadn't even followed the guideline, and so it seemed irregular to the rest of the wood and puppet in response. 

He sighed. "GOD. DAMN. IT." he smacked the saw against his own head, having cut far too deep into the lower half of the jaw- and so instead of even being smoothed out so that somebody could fall in easily, it was jutted and irregular. People could easily climb out of it. He sighed once more, made a easy marking with a knife that halved the wood - and began sawing away, cursing whilst he did so. That was half of the wood used - and he'd have to redo it all. The upper half was done and he had something to model it after... except the bottom half was where all of the action was it. He grunted, finally finishing off the sawing, and he dropped the lower half into another corner of the room, annoyed that he had already wasted a lot of wood to begin with. 

He marked out the entirety of the wood on the next piece, and began reworking with the next piece of wood. What would he have to put on this piece? He'd have to do the smaller pieces like the antenna (which were simple slots in, and they would stay there) and the tail from this piece, since the bottom half was a lot. Then the next piece of wood would be the torso. 

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He pulled out his tape measure, measuring the trap body- it would be enough to stretch into the mouth and gullet of his creature, where the rest of the equipment would reside. The body would be uncomfortable for someone to reside- extremely uncomfortable for two people, definitely not designed to be moved around in. The problem would be that he would have to design the entire thing from the inside out. He would have to physically climb in, design and install the entire damn thing- alongside taking a lesson in proofing the trap body so that it couldn't be disarmed from the inside. with things like Kunai. The wood would have to be crafted, the compression system embezzled into the wood whilst being functional and work alongside the trap body's slats. Unified and yet working with diversity. One body, and one puppeteer.

The easiest part of the puppet would be the vacuum. That would be going at the back of the puppet, funneled through the top of the puppet and there you would have it. Alone, and simple.

So his designs were coming into place. His schematics were needed now. Not it's appearance. For the past hour, he had been doing mathematics. He slammed the book shut, and placed it upon the bench as he used it to leverage himself to a standing position.

He began stretching out- and his next call of order was creating the shape of the puppet using wood. That in itself would be an interesting scenario. He took a small knife from his bench, and using the first bit of wood that were neatly stacked one upon the other, he began carving out the shape- stopping, pulling out his notebook and putting it on top of the wood, opening it up for the maths. He grabbed his measurements and began marking away at the first pieces of wood. Curves here and there, a few ridges here. It was time consuming work, but everything needed to be in order.

A bead of sweat down his forehead as he marked at the wood. This was probably the easiest part of the wood; he was sculpting the head. The jaws that were ingrained into the mouth and curved up and around the head, down it's gullet and then the four legs would be carved out. It all needed to work, to fit and more importantly- be effective.

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The entire process of marking wood wasn't hard. It was time consuming, but it required pretty much everything to be...delicately produced. These marks would be the guidelines for the sawing process, and for the amount of wood he had- he wanted to use as little of it as possible so he could continue making simple puppets. At the moment he was marking out the jawline and face of the puppet - he kept his Notebook on top of the wood and out of the way so he could access it easily. Beads of sweat were coming down his face from the concentration. Using both a knife, measuring tape and making sure the maths were right - and also making sure it was all practical.

He briefly stopped, this piece of wood was only the top side of the face the puppet- and even then, it was the head. He was going to be running the trap body through it's mouth, jaw and stomach/chest area. He lifted it up with a grunt and onto it's side- where you could see the thickness. Just about the same damn thickness as Kaito himself. He was carving from this, and the other side of the face that led down into the gullet and underside of his puppet would be made from the lower half of the wood. He got onto his knees to see the mouth of the puppet that he had been marking out into the wood- it was more than big enough and when combined with the lower half of the face would easily swallow up a human being. He was pleased with himself so far.

He put it back down, and spent the next while marking out the lower half. At this point he was running into his first problem. The curve seemed... well, it would fit fine- but it allow people to somewhat stop themselves from going any deeper into the puppet if they were strong enough to push their hands against the surfaces of the puppet's interior. He sat himself on the wood- and was contorting his body in different ways, trying to imagine himself being sucked into the puppet. There were a few problems with this.

He sighed, and pulled himself off the wood. Not only that, but the vacuum worked against it. The wood could take a few blows from an explosive tag - but that was such a simple way to defeat the puppet. When using the vacuum, throw an explosive tag. On the opposite hand, it could be counter-intuitive- if the Ninja couldn't help themselves, or keep themselves grounded to the powerful vacuum- they would be sucked in alongside the bomb. He could also turn off the vacuum if he was fast enough.

How was he going to do this? He would increase the incline along the bottom plate and jaw- a harsher slope inside the mouth that would lead towards them being ready to be made into a pancake. The plates that would be centered in the stomach area wouldn't be hard to put in. After playing around with the markings for a bit (keeping in mind, with a knife, was creating some outward scars for this puppet) a few re-drawings later, the throat was created. He had finished marking it - now it was time to cut it out. He'd be doing this piece by piece until he finished the actual thing.

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His eyebrows stayed furrowed as he expressed his dissatisfaction, playing with the wooden slides. There was a LOT of it. He pulled it out and to one side, sitting himself down. He began squeezing it down as best he could; but for wood, the damn thing wouldn't budge. "Wait..." he looked at his own hand, and slapped himself.

"You..." he trailed off as his fingers connected with the metal, and as if by will alone, it began shrinking. The tubing that was once a decent three meters shrunk to... half the size of a ruler. "Woah..." he was amazed, and as if needing to try them all, one by one he shrunk down the pieces of tubing - numerous pieces all equaling three meters, the size he had bought. They shrunk down to fifteen centimeters, or so his actual measurement had told him. The possibilities were pretty much endless - but for a puppet to become fifteen centimeters in size? THAT. Was. Crazy.

He placed all of the tubing onto the left side of the bench, and put it to the back of his mind as he began pulling out the rest of the stuff. The final two items he hadn't pulled out were simple - like the metal tubing, there were slats- they were to be put together to allow the puppet to open up and actually hold people inside it. A trap body. They could hold people, friendly or enemy.

All of this, worked with the compression material- and thank god that it did. This was a piece of work cut out for him. The last material in the box was wood. Pure and simple - a simple oak, refined and specially bred for this kind of work. It was hard, and sure, not the hardest- but it was still sturdy. He had bought far more than necessary, but then again a lot of the wood wouldn't even make it onto the puppet.

As he finished pulling everything out, it was all in a neat pile in front of him, except for the tubing on the bench. He needed a notepad- now was to work out the entire dimensions of this puppet.. and how it would work. He had worked with puppets before and in creating them, but this was going to be the fully functional, operational puppet that may or may not save his own skin one day.

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He cut through the wood a second time, this time was significantly easier - he had marked the entirety of the wood, and so this time starting to saw through the wood for its initial shape that could be roughed down later much like his first half. They would need to fit together perfectly, he had been taught the joints and tricks in order to fully create a puppet but had never put it into practice properly. Learning and applying were two different things. He yawned and looked out of the room's window, it was beginning to get late out. The sun was starting to go down. He couldn't stop yet, not now.

Now that the bottom piece had been cut out properly, Kaito was just doing an additional two pieces in the same piece of wood with the spare parts (in order to save on the wood that he had previously lost) and he began sculpting these two bone like antennae. Kaito's inspiration was that if this was an actual creature, the skull would be the most marvelous piece of all. This was the focal point, and something that he wanted to get right and on the first time.

As he sculpted them he felt the time passing a slower. It was exhausting work, wanting such a specific and delicate piece of art. Even then, this was a part of the puppet that wasn't even going to be all that useful in combat! It was... for fluff. Inspiring fear in the opponent or something like that. There were a few other things that he would need to add, which was the actual entrance to the puppet's mouth.

The first two pieces had been done, all Kaito needed to do with smooth them down into a proper shape. This was done with sandpaper, and a carving knife - a sculptors knife, specifically, but there were simple details that he was going to engrave into the skin. First was giving depth to the eyes and face, and it went all the way around the face like a smile gone too far. He would later paint that part a pale grey inspired by the color of a bone. Then he would cut out two small holes in the top side of the wood and smooth the inside of them to create nostrils. He was working on the two pieces of wood at the same time in order to allow a sort of conglomerate unification of pieces.

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Now was going to be a major moment in the puppet's creation. He had spent another couple of hours smoothing out the wood that he had been carving other pieces out of, and giving it a shape worthy of being a puppet. He began pushing the two pieces of wood together, and after a few locks and joints, and some glue were making their way into the place- it came together with a satisfying crunch.

The first half of the puppet was done. This was not without it's disadvantages as he still needed to carve out the trap body that would lead into the throat section- to apply the two plates which would crush his enemies and then the other half of the puppet which obviously would help. That could be done another time. For now, he would lead the aesthetic's main attraction. The smile. It was going to be what his enemies would last see staring at them before darkness would reign. It would truly unfold as Kaito began carving the wood finally bound together; the teeth. Before it was just a block of uncarved wood in face of a jawline, and now he was going to put out the smaller details.

The next thing that Kaito would be working on would be to create the trap's holding area, as well as put in grooves into the previous two pieces and the torso with the trap body so that the puppet's gullet and mouth could open up and actually swallow humans and keep them there until his next trick came in. That was going to be significantly easier, the harder part would be to put everything together, then climb inside the animal's torso (just go in through the belly side instead of the mouth, as he'd have to connect the back legs and vacuum area to the front side before doing anything else.) 

He grinned, everything on the first phase was complete. It was pretty much pitch black outside, and barring the light in the room was the only thing giving Kaito vision. He clapped his hands as to wipe the dust from them, and left the room. He would go and eat, then sleep for another day of Puppet creation. He stretched out as he walked out of the room, and again, Rin was nowhere to be seen. 

"Yo... Rin?" he called out loudly as he walked into the living room. Wondering where she was. 'Is she feeling guilty or something?' Kaito wondered to himself. After around fifteen seconds of silence, he shrugged and went to grab himself some water and food.

Not long after that, he fell straight to sleep, the exhaustion and sleep he required after being beat, fractured and failing for so long. It was going to be an early start tomorrow morning.

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The next morning came about abruptly and even as Kaito woke with a sharp pain to his rib from moving too quickly, Kaito quickly went about his daily business, took a couple of pills towards dismissing the burning ache his side had which had become somewhat inflamed. It was no big problem.

With a gratifying sigh he entered the Puppet room that he had been building his new puppet. Three meters in length, one and a half meters in width. Enough for his compression unit. First things first, was to finish carving the teeth that he had left yesterday. He cracked his knuckles and picked up his tools. He had the rough outline of the monster's jaw but it seemed a little on the thick side; he didn't want somebody grabbing onto it. Not that he thought they could, but getting rid of any excess was perfect for him. The Antennae were already pushed in, he just needed to align them properly as over the course of the night they had drooped a little bit where he hadn't stuck them in properly. He rectified that immediate mistake and didn't take more than three minutes for each one. They remained upright and outwards. Perfect.

He began carving away at the teeth- ensuring the joints were perfect. He had to punch through the other side of the wood, though. It was thick, tough wood and had required some handiwork. The joints that he had made out of the top and bottom piece fit together well- but could probably use a bunch of oil. He began working at it, punching a smaller knife/chisel combo through the teeth, he had to do so around fourty times (for each section of the teeth) When that was done, he began the long process of carving out the teeth. Hand made.

This was time consuming, because by the time he had finished the sun was risen to nearly noon. It wasn't that they were hard persay but they needed to be sharp, and fit together perfectly- no gaps for a kunai to squeeze through and jam the mouth. He grinned. He could test out the first part, and gently stepped back, wiped the dust off him and his right hand flexed - small strings came forth from his black and brown fingertips, cast aside with dust and dirt.

It sprung into life. The puppet's mouth with a large creak began opening up- but only to a certain distance- it was enough for a human to get in, but to get caught wouldn't be hard. Like he suspected, it needed oil to functionally work. With the mouth still duly open, he went to his bench, reached around the back and grabbed a dark blue bottle with a small squirting like appliance on the end, and returned to begin working the oil into the joints of the wood. His left hand, however, connected with the puppet- the mouth began pulsing a few centimeters each way as the oil began to work it's way into the joint. He took his hand out, backed off to the back of the room and had a lone piece of wood - took it, and placed it inside the mouth of the puppet. It's mouth slammed shut dangerously. He grinned.

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'My puppet is coming to life...' he thought as he willed the puppet's mouth open. The mouth wasn't the dangerous part, but the wooden teeth dug huge marks into the wood he had placed into it's mouth. It was tough enough not to break it, but still did damage. He took the wood out and threw it aside.

He was going to have to take his time with the next piece now because it required working from the inside of the puppet. He went around the opposite side, where the open torso of the belly was, grabbed his tools and sat himself inside it, with the puppet's mouth still open a dull light came through but it was still dim. 

This part was crucial, because to mess it up here would be to ruin most of the wood he had bought. He began slowly running a knife through certain pieces that he had been marking the wood earlier in the previous day. On the inside of the puppet, there were lines everywhere. Stuff would be engraved into it, but since it was bare... it looked unusual. The knife was to cut deeper lines into the wood that had already been marked. It was precious work to him. Even though this was a simple job and required a delicate hand, he was enjoying himself and seemed equanimous to the situation. 

He gently guided his hand with the knife by use of his body, laying on his back at the top of the throat of the puppet- working the grooves even deeper. Soon he would be able to take out small slats at a time. That would be extremely easy, but required the proper foundations to work properly. He began the other side of the mouth and down into the belly. There were tubing lines - and slat lines. The slat lines would be for the trap body's throat and gullet to easily swallow humans, and the belly would be big enough for two humans uncomfortably. Right now, he was kind of cramped. His hand, was also beginning to cramp.

All in due time, that was done. The next steps would be to start running the trap body through properly. 

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"Ok..." there were a few staple things to the puppet that he needed to get correct. After he had done the top half of the puppet's grooves he had to begin working on the lower half, bent over on his knees was a pain in the ass. He was blocking his own light and so he was doing things slower than usual. He couldn't afford to make mistakes on this part or he wouldn't be having this puppet for another couple of months while he saved up the money. 

Just like before, sweat beads were accumulating across his forehead. He turned his head left, they would follow. They would drop, onto his fingers or he would wipe them off. Repeat.

It was pretty shitty work. Even installing everything wouldn't be that bad. He continued carving. His eyebrows furrowed as he was working. This was his day. Slowly, but surely everything came into fruition as he eventually emerged from the shell, normalizing his breathing as he placed the knife on the bench. It was done.

"Ah jeez...." he sighed it out. It was hard work, and he noticed that the floor outside of the belly of the puppet was strewn with discarded wood that he had thrown out. He began picking them up and placing them in the corner of the room. If he wanted to, he could carve smaller things from them at another time. He placed a hand to his rib, easing off some of the pain by gently pushing against the skin under his shirt. 

He looked outside, crossing his arms. People were outside, but the view was pretty abysmal. This room's view included a park, towards another mountainous range that contained various convenience stores and houses. Serene, but in a working way. He snapped himself out of it. Kaito had his small break and now it was time to continue putting his puppet together.

He began pulling the slats together - he would work his way in reverse and would start with the bottom half of the puppet first before working on the top. He began aligning the bottom of the  puppet's belly. It was then to work them in. Slowly, he started at the top of the slat and began pushing it into the grooves that he had created. When they fit in, he began working them in, pushing it in, then bringing his hands down further and pushing again. This was easy.

The harder part was the upper sides, he had to get into the throat of the puppet via the belly. He climbed in, far more uncomfortable with the addition of the slats that decreased the space. This part worked with the alignment of the mouth and jaw, and applying them had to be done from a certain angle.

A few moments later. "Oh.... fuck." one of the slats had gotten stuck. He cursed under his breath a couple of times as he stared at it from his position in the puppet. "It might break if I push it too hard... but if it fucks up then I'll have to cut around it to break it out and that'll stop the puppet from working..." he was in a dilemma as he explained the situation himself. He was weighing it out. After a few moments hesitation his hands grasped the wood. "I'm not going to wait another couple of months for a couple of slats. You're gonna go in..." he grumbled at himself. Pushing.

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Pushing. His biceps were being activated and he could feel the pressure- and with a pop, it slid into place. He sighed and laid his head against the wood. "Jeez. Tense." he was glad that it worked it's way in and finished off with the rest. He could continue with the puppet now. What would be on the list to do next? What he first had to do was put in the plates on either side- the ones that would pretty much end anything put in there. The activation mechanisms behind them would have to go on first though. 

The metal panels that he had put aside were useless until now. On one side, a non-shiny metal that seemed dull and it was cold to the touch. On the other side? Cogs and little nuts, bolts. Things that he would have to put together, then he'd have to engrave into the side of the puppet and would then simply slot them in. Done. "I'm like hey whats up hello... since yo pretty ass..." he began singing to himself as he began putting the metal together. He would have to do this twice over. A screw here, a nut here. He began humming to the tune. He was feeling a little more peckish than before. He could get some food after this was all done.

It was a relatively simple job but it required a lot of monotonous work not worth mentioning. 

Some time later, he placed them both up against the wall. They were around three centimers thick. He began pushing one of them along the floor, lifting it into the puppet - because of the surprisingly heavier weight, getting it into the puppet from a distance and pushing it into place was difficult. He pulled it away from the wood as if stripping cloth from flesh. He pulled out a few pieces from the backside of the metal, and began aligning it with the groove he had connected. When that was done, he used his technique to work it - quickly, activated and like a piston shot out from it's position. It would fit together with the opposite one perfectly and anything inside it would.... not want to be in there. 

After working in the second one, the front half of the puppet was done. He grinned. He left the room to take a break. "Aw hell yeaaaaa." he shouted as he left. 

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It had taken some time, but he had eventually finished fitting the puppet. He was sat in the belly of the puppet putting in the plates which would close upon people - but something had suddenly gone wrong. Why was it jamming? His eyes opened up in anticipation of what was about to happen "Waaah!" he shouted, screaming out - and then nothing.

Requesting for permission to SCRAP.

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