I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
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And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
-I try to...
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As Pinocchio ventured away from the train station, he soon encountered a group of menacing puppets, each bearing unique features that distinguished them from the puppet he had become. Determination sparked in his blue eyes as he readied himself for the impending confrontation, knowing that navigating the puppet-infested world often meant engaging in battles to ensure his safety.
The distinct sound of gears and joints clashing echoed in the air as Pinocchio skillfully maneuvered, using his mechanical limbs to deliver precise strikes against his puppet adversaries. Each clash was a symphony of whirring mechanisms and the occasional metallic clang, a testament to the puppet's prowess in defending himself against the relentless foes that populated the world outside the train station.
In the midst of the skirmish, Pinocchio's movements were fluid and calculated, a manifestation of the combat skills he had acquired throughout his journey. The air was charged with tension as the puppet gracefully dodged attacks and retaliated with well-timed strikes, proving that even in a world filled with dangers, he was a force to be reckoned with.
As the last opponent fell, Pinocchio stood victorious, his chest heaving with the exertion of battle. The echoes of the skirmish slowly dissipated into the ambient sounds of the puppet-filled landscape. With a sense of accomplishment, the puppet continued his journey, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead in the mysterious and unpredictable world beyond the train station.
Venturing through the urban landscape, Pinocchio stumbled upon a narrow alley adorned with a variety of shops. After methodically clearing the area of any potential threats, a tentative voice emanated from a modest clothing store.
"Is it safe?... Are the puppets gone?" inquired the voice. In response, Pinocchio nodded, his silhouette visible through the storefront. The stranger cautiously opened the door, revealing you, the savior of the moment.
"My savior! How can I ever repay you?" you expressed, prompting a quizzical tilt of Pinocchio's head. Verbal communication being a challenge for him, Gemini intervened, projecting a voice from the lantern affixed to the back of Pinocchio's belt.
"We could sure use some directions right about now; this place is practically a maze!" the voice of Gemini echoed, seeking guidance in the intricate puppet-filled landscape.
You gave an affirmative nod, graciously maintaining the open position of your shop's door, allowing the puppet to enter. Subsequently, you proceeded towards the front desk with purpose, deftly extracting a poster from the adorned wall. Swiftly pivoting, you carefully laid the poster on your desk.
With a considerate gesture, you conveyed, "I possess a duplicate of the map of Krat at your disposal." This statement hinted at a willingness to share valuable information, fostering an atmosphere of collaboration and assistance. The act of retrieving the map underscored your commitment to facilitating the puppet's navigation through Krat, emphasizing both your preparedness and the accessibility of resources within your establishment. The seamless orchestration of these actions painted a picture of a welcoming and well-prepared proprietor, ready to cater to the needs of those seeking guidance or information within the confines of your shop.
