Puppet Mansion
Tomasz walked up to the mansion that he shared, returning from his trip. It was a rather eventful journey, he gathered a bit of magical artifacts, learned a few things, and more. The blue-furred lion didn't think much to himself when he noticed that...
Cry me a Murder (conclusion) Otherkin, my Demonheart
The corpse of richards was in the driver's seat, sitting half upright, held in place by the safety belt like a string puppet made out of flesh. she was dead and cradled most of her own entrails in her lap.
And the King Makes Three
He called up all his indignation at being made to play a song against his will, girding himself with memories off all the juvenile rebellion songs he learned before going off to university, throwing his righteous anger against the strings puppeting his body
Challenge the Warmachine Chapter 12: Triumph and Agony
When he and luke were barely a few paces apart, he could see the bags under torolf's eyes; he had not even slept while under bialo's control, truly little more than a puppet on a string at that moment, and that string was probably all that was supporting him