I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
-Requests are closed!-
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...
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ This chapter doesn't contain any spoilers however in this story you own a valuable item but I didn't choose what it is so that you can pick what it is and make the story more immersive for you :)
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The streets of Krat were unforgiving, and the remnants of a once-thriving cityscape were now a playground for puppets and other dangers. Pinocchio, with his striking blue eyes and mechanical prowess, cut through the shadows with his elegant movements. At his side, you moved like a shadow, your Stalker skills finely honed and your senses sharp.
As a duo, you and Pinocchio navigated the intricate alleyways and hidden corners of Krat. Your partnership was a dance of survival, each step synchronized to the rhythm of the city's eerie heartbeat. Pinocchio, with his relentless determination, swung his weapon with grace and precision, while you, agile and cunning, employed your Stalker techniques to outmaneuver and eliminate threats.
Despite the harsh environment, a silent understanding existed between you and P. Words were unnecessary; your actions spoke louder than any conversation could. The dynamic between a puppet with a mission and a Stalker with a past created an unspoken harmony, a fusion of strengths that made the duo formidable.
Pinocchio often extended an invitation to Hotel Krat, a refuge against the dangers that lurked outside. However, you remained steadfast in your refusal, clinging to the identity of a Stalker who embraced the chaos rather than seeking shelter from it. In your eyes, Hotel Krat represented a cage, a confinement that contradicted the untamed spirit within.
The cityscape, with its dilapidated buildings and haunting silence, bore witness to the partnership's dance. The dichotomy of Pinocchio's resilience and your Stalker instincts formed a unique blend of power that resonated through the streets. As you prowled together, the city became your canvas, and every encounter with a puppet or threat was a brushstroke in a painting of survival.
Though Pinocchio saw you as a wild cat, there was an unspoken connection that transcended the boundaries of puppet and Stalker. The partnership, born out of necessity, evolved into a bond that withstood the trials of Krat. As the city's shadows deepened, the duo pressed on, two figures entwined in the dance of survival, leaving their mark on the canvas of Krat's unforgiving streets.
The encounter with The Black Rabbit Brotherhood left a mark on both your body and your spirit. Bruised and battered, you returned to Pinocchio in the aftermath of the skirmish. The air hung heavy with the scent of danger, and you felt the weight of an unspoken truth pressing against your chest.
Pinocchio, concerned for your well-being, questioned you about the confrontation. His blue eyes, filled with worry and curiosity, searched your face for answers. However, you chose to be cryptic, avoiding the specifics of the encounter and the nature of the stolen possession. Instead, you spoke in vague terms, describing the confrontation as a necessary struggle against a formidable adversary.
The puppet's freckled face mirrored a mixture of relief and concern. He could sense the gravity of the situation, but your reluctance to disclose the details only heightened his worry. The unspoken connection between you and P, once a silent dance in the streets of Krat, now faced an added layer of complexity.
