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[color=#cfe2f3]Marionette
Location: Rocktech Warehouse
Interacting with: [@DocRock][/color]
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A mantle of red covered the sky as the sun was setting, another day was ending, another boring, eventless day for Patrizia Binari. The mutant girl looked over the golden necklace she stole from a store at the beginning of the week and sighed, carelessly throwing it behind her.

[color=#cfe2f3]“I am tired of that!” [/color]the girl complained, it was shiny and the diamonds sparkled, but there was not much to do with that boring out thing. The problem, she assumed, was that it was too old! People in the 15th century did not have anything to do, but she was a modern girl with modern needs.

The TV had been on for a while, as usual just showing mundane things, but then… Her eyes widened and she rose from the couch, paying close attention to the programming. It was an interview with Serene Light, CEO of Rocktech Industries. The host went on and on about the latest inventions of the company and even showed some pictures. They looked so sleek and stylish, plus according to them, they were the latest tech around.

[color=#cfe2f3]“Ohhhh! I want it!”[/color] she said, a grin starting to develop on her face. [color=#cfe2f3]“I want all of it. This will be so fun! No more dusty museums and stores for me!” [/color]

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It was now deep into the night, guards surrounded one of the Rocktech Industry warehouses, a day as uneventful of others… for now.

From the balcony of a nearby building, pale blue eyes watched each man intensely, a plan quickly brewing inside Patrizia, no, Marionette’s head. Suddenly her eyes shone, [color=#cfe2f3]“Now, now, be careful my dears! We don’t want the boring men to figure us out.” [/color]she whispered.

Bellow, one of the guards tilted his head. “I heard something moving,” he told to his partner. “Stay alert, I will go see what it is.”

Not too worried, but still cautious, the other guard rose up his weapon and paid close attention as the first one moved into the alleyway to see if there was anybody in there... Just to find himself pointing his weapon to a bunch of mannequins. The laugh from the other guard was heard behind him. “Guess you are a bit paranoid, eh?” 

“Crap, must be from one of the clothing stores nearby. They should dump their trash somewhere else. Stupid things.” he resisted the desire to kick down the whole crowd of plastic figures, that would make too much noise and cause worries to even more guards.

“Let’s get back to our positions.” the other guard said, and the one inspecting the mannequin nodded… though as his partner left, he would hear the sound of movement again, cold plastic hands moving over his mouth before he could yell.

Even before returning to his position, the other guard noticed the absence of his partner. Instinct told him to go back into the alleyway to call him, but strict Rocktech training told him to stay alert and move close to one of the alert buttons of the warehouse. The closer he got to the outer walls of the warehouse, the weirder the absence of his colleague became.

A plastic bag flew into his face, causing him to stop and take it off. “Stupid thing,” he grunted, weirdly enough there were no strong winds, but these things flew with the smallest of breezes, he thought. A couple more bags brushed against him, this time not even stopping him, he was upon the alarm system’s button, ready to press it. His finger touched the big red plastic circle and did nothing, soon the man found himself punching the thing but even with all his strength the button would not bulge and the alert would not be sent out.

Sweat dripping from his face, the man reached for his pocket to try to grab his keys, they were missing, in fact, everything was missing, his wallet, his cellphone… another plastic bag hit his face, an enraged hand flying upward to remove it. [b]“Dammit! Now is not the time!” [/b]the man said in an enraged tone.

[color=#cfe2f3]“Why I disagree! [i]I would say now is the perfect time~[/i]” [/color]a voice said behind him, the guard turned around to face a girl, clearly not a normal girl, she did not seem have flesh, instead, she seemed to be some sort of robot or doll, he could not tell what, but he knew she creepy. To her side, flying in the air, were his keys, hoisted up by the plastic keychain given by Rocktech. Behind her, the mannequins they had inspected.

“M...Mutant bitch… !?” before his rage could turn into a yell more plastic flew against him, this time, stuffing his mouth, the man started to cough, but now all the trash from nearby alleyways was alive, moving towards him like a horde, plastic tying itself to plastic until countless ‘ropes’ of plastic bags had him immobilized.

[color=#cfe2f3]“Curious no? You and your friend ended up caught by what you called ‘stupid things’! Makes you think, no? About who is really the stupid one.” [/color]she had a blank stare and a satisfied smirk, clapping to her mannequins to hoist the man up and hide him with the other captured guard. Then she extended her hand and took the key to the warehouse, the fun of the night had just started.