After many years, Marionette still didn't have complete control of her body. If she gets too stress or anger, an oozing mixture of glitter, slime, and strings would come out of the crevasse of her joints. Most demons have powers like fire or electricity, but she was given something that felt more like a curse. Yet, she managed to keep her emotions stabilized thanks to Voxtechs numerous emotion chips that clung to the back of her neck. She has never leaked on camera and she was proud of that. She danced and spun like a ballerina across the hallways of V tower towards the medical area. The demons who work in the tower call this place The doll house because it was the place Marionette mainly operated and lived.The walls were a bright turquoise shade and pink ribbons were tied across it. Elaborately decorated beds sat along the halls. Some beds had badly injured demons. Some beds had severed limbs laying on them.
Marionette spoke robotically. "Thank you everyone for your service to Voxtech."
"Fuck you!" One of the injured demons screamed.
Marionette smiled widely "Welcome to my domain. This area is dedicated to soul recovery. You've all failed at your roles here. But don't worry, we have many great products that can erase any damage that resulted in your non compliance. And for those with us who died, we will make sure your reformation process is as speedy as necessary."
One of the female demons in the room cried. "Please just let me die. Give me a holy blade!"
Marionette's neck tilts. "Don't be irrational. You have a shoot with Valentino tomorrow. We can't let you die yet.Please. Try to be rational"
Another demon yells "I hope the Vees fuck you up. You annoying bitch."
Marionette's blue horns started dripping a thick coat of glitter slime onto the ground. "Please avoid unnecessary statements. It slows down the healing process."
Marionette proceeded to take oout a tablet from her magenta duffel bag and made notes on each individual demon. It was an uncomfortable process to be cursed at repeatedly by everyone she approached but it was part of the job. Her face was plastered with a smile but slime leaving her body suggested something else.
Summer and Dia stood watch. The two demonesses were laughing to themselves as they watched the scene go on. This caught the doll demon's attention.
Summer yawned and stretched. "Look how fake she is. Did she truly used to be human or was she created by Voxtech?"
"I dunno Sum Sum. She definitely doesn't act like there's a soul in that plastic body." Dia laughs.
Marionette's eye chips flicker. They changed between red and pink. Back and forth. The slime grows. "What are you two doing being away from Valentino?"
"We've been curious about your body. Besides, Val is throwing a tantrum upstairs and we don't wanna deal with that shit." Summer says in a sleepy sounding voice.
"But it's so fun to see him go on a rampage." Dia giggles
"Error. Valentino's destructive behavior is harmful to those of use trying to run a functional business. I am not equipped to repair his flaws." Marionette says coldly
"That sounds like you hate him. Or maybe, you have a personal experience with Big V." Dia gave Summer a knowing look.
"I do not remember spending any time with Valentino" Marionette twitches.
"Then how'd you think all the porn of you got produced?" Summer laughs.
"I don't question the process. You two should do the same."Marionette responded robotically.
"Uh oh. She's been blanking out again. I'm so amazed at how unbothered you are about the gaps in your memories. It's kinda cute." Dia wings flapped as she steps closer to Marionette. "The way you smile despite the fact that everyone here sees you as nothing more than a tool is kinda hot."
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FanfictionGraphic Depictions Of Violence Rape/Non-Con, Blood kink The year was 1980. Pentagram city was as confusing and chaotic as it had always been. A lost doll wandered the streets. Her legs limped and her ball joints creaked. Her sepia colored, silicone...