Creepypasta

Demon Puppet

          --SORRY FOR THE STORY LAYOUT, IT'S NOT MY PASTA, SO I CAN'T CHANGE IT.--

In the world of entertaining, any puppeteer has one important rule to follow: never, no matter how much it pleads, cut the strings off a marionette. The reason for this is simple.

It began in 1940, where an entertainer travelled the nation to bring smiles to children's faces. The performer's name was Arnold Jenkenowski, a man in his late 50's. He had spent the last few years of his life training to be an entertainer. But he was missing one crucial item: a marionette puppet. So his story began in a curiosity shop.

Arnold: Hello? Is there anyone here?

Shopkeeper: There is indeed, sir! How may I help you today?

Arnold: Well, I am trying to find a marionette, and I heard that this shop has one. Is this information true?

Shopkeeper: I still believe we still have one in this shop. Could you wait a few minutes? I promise not to be too long.

And Arnold waited at the shop for a while. To him, it seemed like an hour in the shop, while he had waited for 10 minutes. Finally, the shopkeeper returned from the place he was searching.

Shopkeeper: Sorry about the delay, sir, but here it is! The last puppet of its set!

Arnold: Hold on, did you say it was part of a set? If so, where are the others?

Shopkeeper: They... were lost in a fire. A trouble-maker thought it would be funny to throw all of the marionettes into a fireplace! Luckily, only this one survived, and although some of its decoration came off, it looks like someone has hidden its original look.

Arnold: Ok, well, I must go now. Farewell!

Later that night, as Arnold was getting ready for bed...

Arnold: Well, time to hit the sack.

???: What type of sack is it?

Arnold: Who said that? Show yourself or I'm calling the authorities!

???: Did you think I broke in? You actually brought me inside!

Arnold was confused, and picked up the marionette.

???: Hey, bitesize, put me down or I will bite!

Arnold: Aaaaaah! The puppet is... alive?

Puppet: Of course I am! God, your stupid!

Arnold: I must be dreaming. Yes, I must be! This is impossible!

Puppet: In a twisted world like this, anything can be impossible, don't you know?

Arnold: So, the other puppets that were burnt were-

Puppet: Yes, they were my brothers and sisters. Say, we started off on the wrong foot. Would you remove these infernal strings attached to my aching limbs and head?

Arnold: If I do, you would be broken. I can't risk it! I have a performance to do tomorrow afternoon and I have to compromise with a puppet!

Puppet: Listen, pal, if you don't release me, I will try and ruin your performances. You hear me?

Arnold: I will have to cancel the performance. But listen: I will find a way for you to be a normal puppet!

Arnold cancelled the first ever performance and went back to the curiosity shop.

Shopkeeper: Ah, you've returned. I should have known.

Arnold: You knew about the puppet being alive then?

Shopkeeper: It all began in the Amazon a few years ago. I stumbled upon a village that had three curious puppets. Little did I know that the chief had put a curse on them. 'He who holds the member of the trinity shall learn its true nature'. It wasn't until I returned here that they communicated with me.

Arnold: What is the trinity you spoke of?

Shopkeeper: The puppets are voodoo puppets. The Malice and The Darkness puppets were destroyed when that trouble-maker burnt them. However, you have the worst of all: The Liar!

Arnold: The Liar? That's a very flimsy name, if I do say so!

Shopkeeper: He can manipulate others to do his bidding, so be careful!

A few days later...

The Liar: Hey, uh, Archibold, can you cut my strings?

Arnold: No, you'll just trick me.

The Liar: If you spoke to that horrid shopkeeper, then he is full of beetles! He kept trying to kill me with an axe! He threw my brethren into burning flames and said a boy did it! He's the liar, not me! He just wants the treasure!

Arnold: What treasure?

The Liar: A treasure only mere mortal s can dream of, a gift only the mightiest and untainted can achieve. Immortality.

Arnold: In that case, what do I have to do?

The Liar: If you remove these cursed strings from my body, I can show you.

Arnold did so, and The Liar had lied. Instead of making Arnold immortal, The Liar had grown to the size of a lion and enveloped his owner in flames.

The Liar: I have granted your wish. You shall now remain immortal as ashes. You should never trust a demon who wanted to be released, you fool!

So be careful when you receive a marionette puppet: you don't know where it could have come from...