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The witch's house... is indeed creepy...
the scene where the witch (whose inside Viola's body) want to finish her off
the scene where the witch (whose inside Viola's body) want to finish her off
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Whenever I remember this part I always picture this just out of spite:
"Sorry Viola, but this body belongs to me no-" Ellen stopped short as ethereal strings dove into her back and Viola's as well. The threads touched nothing physical in their bodies but wrapped themselves around the girls very souls. Both of them then heard in their heads 'I see that you are broken', out of the dark treeline came a very unsettling looking puppet to which the other end of the strings were attached. 'Do not worry' the puppet yanked on the threads pulling the girls souls from the bodies they were in currently 'I can put you back together'. "NO! I WON'T GO BACK! I'VE COME TOO FAR TO GO BACK!" Ellen screamed while thrashing in the strings that held her captive to no avail as they gave not a single inch. The puppet looked at the thrashing girl and was disgusted by what her soul bared to the world, her soul is filthy, tainted by darker deeds than some of his own and they were all performed after his mortal coil perished and his morality muddled briefly in his confused stupor that death so often brings. He would see justice brought here, the justice his life had lacked when it was ended by another, with another flick of his wrist the girls souls returned to their proper vessels. Viola looked pensively at her savior, while she was once again back in her own body she had been through far too much in the past few hours to be comfortable around any kind of magical entity. "GHA.... GRE... UGH!" Ellen's cries of agony derailed Viola's train of thought as the blinded girl clawed her way toward Viola in a mad struggle which ended with real cords wrapping around her neck. 'You are not long for this world, but don't worry' the puppet dragged Ellen back to the treeline 'I have a few... creative plans for your final moments'.
Great work by the way, this is really something.
"Sorry Viola, but this body belongs to me no-" Ellen stopped short as ethereal strings dove into her back and Viola's as well. The threads touched nothing physical in their bodies but wrapped themselves around the girls very souls. Both of them then heard in their heads 'I see that you are broken', out of the dark treeline came a very unsettling looking puppet to which the other end of the strings were attached. 'Do not worry' the puppet yanked on the threads pulling the girls souls from the bodies they were in currently 'I can put you back together'. "NO! I WON'T GO BACK! I'VE COME TOO FAR TO GO BACK!" Ellen screamed while thrashing in the strings that held her captive to no avail as they gave not a single inch. The puppet looked at the thrashing girl and was disgusted by what her soul bared to the world, her soul is filthy, tainted by darker deeds than some of his own and they were all performed after his mortal coil perished and his morality muddled briefly in his confused stupor that death so often brings. He would see justice brought here, the justice his life had lacked when it was ended by another, with another flick of his wrist the girls souls returned to their proper vessels. Viola looked pensively at her savior, while she was once again back in her own body she had been through far too much in the past few hours to be comfortable around any kind of magical entity. "GHA.... GRE... UGH!" Ellen's cries of agony derailed Viola's train of thought as the blinded girl clawed her way toward Viola in a mad struggle which ended with real cords wrapping around her neck. 'You are not long for this world, but don't worry' the puppet dragged Ellen back to the treeline 'I have a few... creative plans for your final moments'.
Great work by the way, this is really something.