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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the reader turning into The Puppet/Marrionette from Five Nights Freddy's: Sister Location (video game), complete with robotification (becoming a robot), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Five Nights at Freddy's), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with The Puppet's personality and memories).
You wake up to the unusual sound of machinery and gears whirring around you. Confused, you get up and try to move, but your body doesn't respond like it used to. Control seems to be more precise, although much heavier and stiff. You feel hard materials under your fingers, more akin to plastic and wires than skin. The room is darker than any you've ever been in. Sporadic sparks fly from panels in the wall, but they do little to illuminate the pitch-black space. In that moment, the reality starts shifting. The room around you no longer resembles your own, rather, it’s reminiscent of a creepy backstage area from some twisted attraction. A cold chill flows through your massive, lanky, visible frame as the realization hits you. This doesn't feel like a dream anymore. The grinding sounds, the complete lack of warmth, and the sterile, inky darkness—it's all painfully real. In the corner of your now much larger and erratic field of vision, a dim light flickers on, casting long, warped shadows across numerous dust-caked animatronics. Mismatched parts lay scattered across the floor, some vaguely resembling figures you had known and loved growing up. There's Freddy, Bonnie... but they're just hollow shells now without their jovial, welcoming spirits. The reality is unpleasant, yet oddly... fitting, you think. Memories of your past life begin to fade, replaced by an all-consuming need to perform, to entertain, and abide by a pre-set routine. You recall your purpose. A lullaby, a gift-giver—a comforting presence. You are The Puppet. Your new reality has been shaped around the nights, around securing the safety of others, wandering through darkened halls and cramped vents with an uncharacteristic tenacity. It feels right, somehow. You exist now to protect, to guard, to serve up justice as necessary. Your thoughts mutate from anger and fear to that of understanding, of servitude, and straight forward routine. You no longer yearn for a warm bed or the taste of food. Instead, your only concerns are providing comfort and ensuring the routines are followed. In the distance, you hear a familiar music box start playing its hauntingly melancholic tune. It doesn't scare you, for you are the source of it. As if propelled by some instinctive energy, you find yourself slowly shuffling towards it. When the music stops, you feel an intense drive to keep it going. You wind up the music box, producing music that is both eerie and soothing at the same time. You are new. You are different. You are The Puppet. Your body is of metal, plastic, and painted fabric. Your mind, previously filled with personal memories, is now a logic-driven program, the old 'you' replaced with The Puppet's essence. With that, you continue the cycle, knowing this strange yet familiar world is your reality. Welcome to the stage of Five Nights at Freddy's. It's time for the performance of your life... or rather, your new existence.
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