#geppetos puppet

[mochizuke-creates]

So which are you, I wonder? Puppet… or a human?

[rondanchan]

Lies of P Overture is here!!! Cannot wait to dig into it this weekend!

[deadupon]

carlo being a victim of his fathers carelessness and having the petrification disease kill him and his heart being torn from his body into a robot body, so do his thoughts, individually, personality, and memories from such a child bod. he was reborn into a shell of a weapon. only then if u finally fight carlos true robot body 'the nameless puppet' does his father disown him because this wasnt the carlo he remembered. another cruelty using his sons best friend as 'king of the puppets' to a cruel meeting and romeos final demise and so does carlos final attachment to the human world and taking back the necklace he gifted romeo that was originally from his father.

[anonymergremlin]

Types of hugs

As promised, another piece of my thoughts and headcanons. This time about the gestures we learn in the game. I got really curious after receiving this one gesture after reading a certain sad letter. Is our boy learning from them? Is he curious about human gestures? Who knows.

Anyway, gender-neutral this time. For all you lovely people out there.

I hope you enjoy it and please forgive me for any mistakes. I am just a silly gremlin.

A heavy rainstorm rattled through the floors. Turning the once silent night into a restless one, keeping some of Hotel Krat souls awake. Step by step they approached the hotel's library. Perhaps a good book would help them through such a stormy night. Their fingers curled around the handle of the door. Slowly they opened it. To their surprise they were greeted by a brightly lit room. Another soul must have found its way into the library. "Oh... I didn't think anyone else would -" they stopped their own words as the other person came into view. It wasn't just anyone from the other residence, no, it was the puppet. Geppeto's puppet. The young man stood beside one of the many bookshelves. Fingers running through pages. He seemed to be quite concentrated on the writings.

“P?”.

As his name left their lips, he immediately turned. For a moment his porcelain face looked so blank, but it changed so quickly. The softest smile of all covered his face, his blue eyes lit up and his freckles almost seemed to shine like stars. It was impressive how much he had changed, he really had become more human.

"Have you found something interesting, my dear puppet? Would you like to show it to me?"

They took a few steps to close the distance between them, close enough for a quick glance at the book. To their surprise, P's finger pointed to a particular word.

Hug.

"Are you curious about hugs, P?" they asked him, eyes moving from the book to his blue eyes. He nodded. It wasn't unusual for him to be interested in human gestures. They had seen him mimic some of those described in books or letters before. Once he even mimicked a painting of a knight, his rapier close to his chest, the blade pointed to the sky, his back straight and a proud smile on his face. It was an amusing sight that brought a smile to their face.

"Well, my dear P, there are many kinds of hugs. You could say that one type of hug is never the same as another". They moved one of their hands up, raising their index finger like a teacher giving an important lesson. "In general, you can hug a person to show them that they are welcome, but you can also hug someone to say 'thank you'. You see? A hug can mean two completely different things." His mouth opened slightly and his eyes blinked, indicating his understanding. "A hug can also be a gesture of consolation. For example, when you see someone crying. You can go up to them and hug them, hoping that by doing that, you're going to comfort them through their sadness." For a moment, they stopped themselves and thought of all the people out there who deserve to be hugged. To have just the slightest bit of comfort in their lives. From the look on P's face, they had a feeling that the puppet probably had the same feeling. 

They shook their heads, trying to rid their mind of the thought of Krat's sad state. The people must continue to look forward to a better future. They brought their thoughts back to the hugs. With a slight blush, they remembered another important kind of hug.

"There's also... the kind of hug that lovers do," they said, almost whispering the words out of a slight sense of embarrassment. A fine blush rose to their cheeks as they thought about it more clearly. "Lovers hug as a gesture of their love. They embrace each other, body to body, to feel each other's warmth. Wishing they never have to let go." Their eyes closed for a second, imagining the feeling of someone holding them like that. Two hands gently touching their backs, arms wrapped around their frame and a chin resting softly on one of their shoulders. The thought alone left a good feeling in their chest, but to their surprise, it seemed to come from a real source. Eyes opened to find themselves in a hug. Two hands gently resting on the small of their back, arms carefully wrapped around their frame and a chin tucked between their neck and shoulder. P hugged them like a lover. He put just a tiny bit of pressure on them to pull them closer to him, wrapping his arms a little more around their frame and hiding his head in their neck.

They had only just told him about this kind of hug, but he was already imitating it so perfectly. And they knew from the softness and gentleness of his touch that he was serious about what the hug was saying.

Perhaps it wasn't a book that they needed in order to find comfort on this stormy night. Perhaps it is simply the hug of the person they love that they need.

[vampimich]

Thoughts/Theories on Nameless Puppet & P

------- SPOILERS FOR THE BASE GAME AND FOR PART OF THE DLC -------

As I started my DLC run I was trying to familiarize myself with the items on my bag, and I wanted to see how much currency on Ergo I had when I stumbled upon the Nameless Puppet Ergo and started thinking how that was Carlo's Ergo, or at least part of it.

But P also has Carlo's Ergo so I just started wondering about how both the NP and P were just both Carlo. Sure, NP is Carlo's body but I don't think P is Carlo's full soul in contrast.

Reading the description of the NP Ergo it said that the Ergo efficiency was so incredible in the NP that it was destructive and I think it was stated somewhere that one of the reason some puppets got awakened was because they resembled their former selves or did things resembling their human life.

So when this puppet/corpse turned out to be so destructive, I think it resonated with the parts of Carlo which were more in harmony with this, like his anger, his rage, his pain, his resentment, among others. So the ergo remaining in the NP had all of these parts of Carlo.

On the other hand, some of Carlo's ergo was poured into P so that he could mold Carlo's Ergo into being Carlo himself.

We know that Carlo's memories didn't come back (and don't think they will) but as Gepetto stated, P did inherited his personality. So P, being a more balanced puppet, done with a bit more care, resonated with the less volatile of parts of Carlo. His curisotiy, his kindness, his desire to help, his connection with music, his softness.

Not that P can't feel rage or anger, just as when you decided P kills Arleccino or Fake Alidoro. And I'm sure NP given care and time would be able to feel other things as well, because both of them are Carlo, but starting from different points.

Before the DLC I thought Carlo had died bitter and unhappy with the situation with his father and being unable to find his way onto the path of the Legendary Stalker. But after having played the DLC (I'm still not over, please don't spoil me, I have been spoiled enough - because of my own fault) I could see that Carlo was happy. He let go of his resentment, as Antonia's letter said. Sure I think he still had his things against Geppeto, but he was so content with Lea and Romeo, just look at the picture of the three together and see his cute happy face. He was still curious and living life and living his dream, being the apprentice of the Legendary Stalker, with his dear Romeo by his side.

But he probably died with a lot of regret and pain and unable to save Krat; seeing the city falling apart; not seeing his father before death.

So I think NP got all of this pain, and sadness and I think when his ergo was transferred to P, he kinda protected himself against those painful memories, wishing to give himself a fresh start. Wishing to forget the pain and resentment. But he never lost who he was, the place where he came from. Just like with the fact that he never forgot those close to him.

Like the first time his hair changed when Romeo died. It hurt him, even when he was a newborn puppet and was still understanding emotions. Romeo was part of his happiness before and so his ergo stirred heavily within his P-Organ. Or with Sofia, even if she was the one who woke him, I think he was somehow attached to her because she felt a lot familiarity towards her, after all she was her caretaker for a lot of years.

Or being kind to Antonia, or even crying after his father died in his arms.

P is still Carlo, just as the NP was, but P is healing, P was given another chance. Even without his memories, those happy moments and his loved ones are in his ergo giving him humanity. And now in his possession he also has those parts of Carlo - through the NP Ergo - which he didn't resonate with but that are still part of him.

Anyways, this was just me rambling because this game is destroying me emotionally, and even if I'm trying very hard to finish it fast so I can get all the lore from it and not get spoiled anymore, the game is beating me to a pulp. But I'll get there, and I'm not ready to see my boi Romeo suffering.

Would love to know what others think of this and if you're enjoying the DLC overall!

[melpomenelamusa]

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[alicethemadhatterapprentice]

From the Specter!Carlo AU of ash-arts-a-thing, I present to you another snipper from my the brainrot happening H24 in my brain!

Thank you @ashes8338 for the AU and @miss-chouquettes for listening to my ramblings and giving so many awesome ideas!!!

Not really angst ? But some Carlo introspection happening, as he follows P around Krat. This takes place before they fight the King of Puppet, probably ? 

No beta we die like Carlo. Enjoy !

Carlo was going to kill his father.

It didn’t matter that he was technically a ghost following the puppet made in his image by said father around. He was going to fucking kill that piece of shit of a human being. 

He had been following Pinocchio for a while now, and was - as much as he didn’t want to admit it- growing fond of the kid. But also so very concerned. 

This boy - he couldn’t refer to him as a puppet anymore, not in good conscience- was growing, changing, and refusing.to.take.a.bloody.break.

Even the cricket was getting concerned !! And wasn’t that absurd ??

But no, Pinnochio was running himself ragged, running around Krat, beating things twice his size, being thrown around, and refusing to stay down. In a sense, Carlo could admire the spirit. Kid had a true Stalker’s soul. 

Carlo also had enough brain cells (if he still had them? He was dead after all, so who knew.He was trying not to ponder about his condition too much, it usually made him panic.) to know the kid was heading straight into burnout, fast. 

All that because their dear old dad wanted him to be a “good son”, telling him how “proud” he was, and that he needed to hurry. Carlo could see how fake Geppeto was being. But Pinocchio ? Who didn’t know any better ? He didn’t ! 

The poor sod actually thought their (when had it become their ? When did Carlo start to consider Pinocchio a member of his family ? A brother almost ? He didn’t know) pathetic poor excuse of a father was being genuine !! 

So, Carlo was going to find a way, even in his dead-but-not-really state, to kill his dad, and make sure the fucker’s ergo was split in so many parts that there would be no chance ever of it awakening again. Cause fuck him. 

It hurt, seeing his - damn it he had to admit it, at least to himself- younger brother running around in pain, exhausted, because he refused to sit down and take a break.  

He wished Romeo was still around. Maybe he could help in the “Hey, let’s murder my dad before he kills my brother in an attempt to resuscitate me” plan Carlo was thinking about.

He had to figure something out, but his only moments when he was solid where usually after his brother used a meteor fragment, and that usually meant being focused on fighting some monster way too fucking big. And he couldn't exactly leave and abandon the kid to a fate worse than death and break the trust Pinnochio had in him, now could he?? 

He sighed, before catching up to Pinnochio. They were about to enter the Opera…well that was bound to be interesting. 

[butchladymaria]

imagine if like, the plot included Geppeto rising from poverty thanks to his inventions and thus overcompensating by giving Carlo what he never had growing up...so many wasted potential. Perhaps his obsession with working and ignoring his son came from his pathological fear of returning to poverty!

Also, where the fuck are THE HUNDREDS of human workers that were definitively displaced by the puppets taking over every sort of manual labor??? Not a single Luddite refference??

when they say art does carry the "brand of class" this is what they mean uh....

ALL of this. lies of p is literally based in like, victorian england. the "grand exhibition" was a real historical event, showcasing the fruits of industrial labor. i love this game, but i can't help but feel like they missed a big opportunity. themes of the perfect machine replacing the imperfect flesh is so thematically resonant with the overall point of the game.

[lazy-writer-owo]

Sneak Peek to my Lies of P story

Little Liars

This is like Past! Carlo x Past! reader and Pinnochio x Puppet! reader

Enjoy!

An Ergo... a manifestation of a soul, memories and time condense into a shard of a blue crystal. When one passes their essences would transform into a shard of Ergo, only those who are gifted as a Listener can hear their cries..

Two souls cry out to one another..

in desperation... pain.. Loneliness

What if... two souls who have bonded for years...created endless memories reunited in another vessel, can they recognize one to another? or would they forge different memories?

"What did you wish for?"

"*Laugh* I can't tell you Carlo, it won't come true if I do"

"Tell me child, would you do anything and everything if a world gives you a second chance to meet him?"

"I would do anything for another glimpse of his warmth... Mr Geppeto"

[zekie78]

StrawHats x Male Reader as P from "Lies of P"

"SPOILER ALERT IF YOU DON'T PLAY LIES OF P"

Part One

You were in the Hotel Krat attacked, you had returned after the tremor and as Sofia had called you asking for help, then you had gone down the secret passage that Antonia had shown you and you faced the black rabbit brotherhood.

You were then on the island, having defeated Laxasia and Simon. ....

-Give me your heart" - you had heard Geppeto's words. That words that made you feel... Lousy,

You were about to say something but suddenly from the mass of ergo, a portal was created, like a Stargazer but not like that.And it began to drag you in before Geppeto's horrified look as he lost the puppet that brought T/N back.

From one moment to the next you saw Geppeto and his briefcase.You were looking at a huge tree, you didn't understand in a short time what had happened, you looked everywhere, and nothing. You looked everywhere, and nothing.

"Dude...where are we? because it's neither Krat nor the island....". Gemini was talking

You didn't know what to answer, so you started walking. You had never seen the sun so bright in Krat. At least you had all your weapons and accessories at hand in case you had to defend yourself although you also had with you the memory of Sofia, you do not know how much happened but when you wanted to feel your heart, you did not feel anything, it is more...

You touched your cheek and it did not feel fleshy or any sense.... You were a simple puppet again as when you woke up the humanity you had was gone

You had to lie again to get it back.

In a short time you had become accustomed to this new world, they knew nothing about Krat, nor the ergo, nor the puppets, frenzy, nothing.

Only that it was a world full of pirates but it was not difficult for you to adapt, you knew your name but you lied to everyone you knew, pretending to be P.

P was your name in this world and your fame in fighting, your weapons, your legion arm got the attention of the marines and your world government.

The P cell should not fall into their hands nor the power of the ergo you did not want another Frenzy to happen

So you isolated yourself from the world

Not until a certain straw-hatted pirate found you when his ship arrived at the remote island where you were.-

"You look great, join my crew"- were Monkey D Luffy's words. You didn't take him seriously so you ignored him and stepped sideways , he wanted to grab you but you reacted and used your fire arm and pulled out a slight flame.

Which alerted everyone around as the other straw hats were alerted and went to see their captain as well as you.

They stared at you...Till they saw you go over Franky with a huge sword in hand There was a fight A couple of bruises A confusion and all of a sudden you were on top of the Thousand Sunny

From there everyone looked at you as doubt, the new member had surprised them, he pulled out a sword from god knows where.

And when Robin wanted to grab it, he didn't feel flesh, or anything like it, wood was wood, the new boy's body. It wasn't until Ussop came up to you and asked you an important question.

- "What is your name?"_To which you just said -

"P"- And from there he knew you were lying.This began your new adventure with the straw hats without knowing what you were, and as Antonia told you

"Lie to protect yourself and find your path."

[sepulchretide]

Really unsure if the transfem coding in lies of p was intended or not by the devs. From that sign about "a dream of becoming a real girl" in the background, to the riddle king stating "cracking your egg" (a common term for transgirls) and the heavily implied tones of geppeto CONSTANTLY reminding you that you're his son, which could honestly be interpreted another way given the reveal at the end, but still adds credence to the the theory

Spoilers under cut

Not including the fact the true ending of the game has Pinocchio (Carlo) putting his soul into a female puppet's body.

[mochizuke-creates]

“Who are you, I wonder… Puppet? Or a human?” - GIF Ver.

[princess-of-the-corner]

So I don't like writing solo protagonists and so I've been trying to figure out an intreasting side charecter for Riding Hood who fits her theme and I had an idea.

Meet Geppetto the Second. After Gepetto Senior dies Pinochio in a fit of depression attempted to recreate the same miracle that gave him life and made him a boy. Something went wrong and only hundreads of years later does the puppet gain sentience and/or Geppeto the Second temporsrily gained sentience, had a good life for a bit only to fall back into non-sentience and gets revived years later.

Ohoho?

[agomeangelcat]

Sugar Plum.

A/N: I like to write when i sad...enjoy my silly oc.

Shipps: Oc x Canon, Oc x P.

Tw: My bad writing and cringe. My head hurts. Game spoilers.

The doors of the hotel open, to the new addition to the Hotel Krat, P father's Geppet's long-time rival.

A man with black hair, olive skin and green eyes like jade, who screamed Christmas spirit in all his essence, or that's what Gemini said, he had a supreme creation, a doll, a soldier, a protector, a Nutcracker that, unfortunately, had to be killed, the memory of Geppeto's Rival greatest creation still fresh in everyone's memory, including his niece.

The creator of the Nutcracker, the only big puppet that was not owned by Geppeto, Herr Drosslmeyer, was long data rival from Geppeto and the type that in addition to being intelligent, Drosslmeyer was kind, gentle, creative and even magical, since Geppeto's death, the automatons being born, were special and took over the hotel like a family, animals and even some toys, the hotel krat looks magical and full of life thanks to Drosslmeyer's extroverted manners. 

P had constant visits to Drosslmeyer's office for concerts, check ups and some upgrades, and it was he who made P resuscitation possible.

The truth was, the Nutcracker's death was not done by P's hands, the Nutcracker was a mistake, a partnership doomed to failure, the Nutcracker was created by Drosslmeyer and Geppeto as a way to show that, in fact, they didn't they were rivals or enemies but business partners, something that was shown to be false as soon as the Nutcracker almost killed Drosslmeyer's niece, if it weren't for Drosslmeyer's automaton rats who saved her from being killed. 

P knew this, since he got his humanity and saw Drosslmeyer as a mentor and doctor, it was inevitable that P, a hunter, would not see Clara, who is also a hunter, and the niece of the man who created the new puppets, Clara was responsible for the death of the Nutcracker, she killed her best friend because of the man P called father. Clara was extroverted, but not in the uncomfortable eay, she was almost a princess, but she held weapons instead of all the glamor of a princess, she had the nickname Sugar Plum, was nickname that everyone in the hotel gave her because the girl was always eating sweets or hungry for sweets. 

P knew that of everyone at the hotel, Clara was the most full of life, she slid down the handrails, danced on the tables, stole sweets from the kitchen and P's favorite, danced alone in the ballroom, he loved the dance's spins and pirouettes that Clara practiced, and when he questioned Gemini, the little guy said that Clara was a ballerina. 

Clara is good, never treating him as less or different because he was a puppet made by the man who betrayed her uncle, the young dancer was good, strong and great at making P's heart feel full of ticks and tacks, when she read books to him like a theater scene or put tiaras and clips in his hair to aplly make up on his face, according to her "he looks beautiful in makeup". 

___

Walking around the hotel in the early hours of the morning where everything was a sleep or almost everything, was always a different energy, P heard earlier before Clara's complaint to her uncle about how all her point shoes were worn out, and that Drosslmeyer would probably take a while to make new ones for his niece, looking at the box in P's hands near the door of the room, Clara's soft voice coming from the huge place, P feels a small spasm, even human when in moments like this he can't help but have spasms or be all messed up, Clara was beautiful, and everyone in the hotel seemed to know and talk about, not only a ballerina's physique, her brown eyes, dark skin and raven hair made her look like a doll made by the most prestigious sculptor, he didn't really understand humanity too well, but I knew beauty when he saw it. 

Stopping in front of the open door of the ballroom, P watches Clara in a long strawberry print dress, Dancing around the room, the twirling dress making her float around her, the soft smile and the melody she hummed, P notices, she was barefoot, the sneakers must have gone bad or something. Clara ends her little dance roughly in perfect arabesque when she notices him standing in the doorway. 

"Holy Rat King...P you scared me!!!!"  P doesn't even move, the girl sighs, smiling softly, her hand on her chest to calm her heart from the fright, looking at the boy in front of her, Clara liked P's presence, he was a strange combination of serious and elegant with a playful boy who liked to play tricks. Noticing the comfortable silence between them, Clara's yellowish brown eyes look down at the box in P's hands, it was white with some pink stripes and an elegant pink bow and screamed sweetness.

"Oh, did you buy Sophia a present?...unfortunately she's not here...but she came to see me a few hours ago-" Clara stops talking when she sees Pinocchio approaching her, she wasn't blind nor was she knows that P's has some charm, hell, since they stepped into the hotel and her uncle brought P to life using blue magic, Clara always said how beautiful P was, not just physically, the puppet according to her was the only thing beautiful thing that Geppeto had lucky to create.

P was very close to her, too close, looking down at her, Clearly her face heats up, the yellow lights in the room make everything comfortable, P tilts his head to the side looking at the river of yellowish brown in her eyes, Caramel, P never really understood so well the reason for the nickname, but now, her eyes were Caramel.

"P? are you okay? are you hurt-" Again being interrupted, P extends the box to Clara, surprising her for a few seconds. 

"Oh..Oh!....is it for me?"  looking at him she touches the box with one hand and points to herself with the other hand, P smiles softly nodding positively, Clara can't help but admire him. Carlo and P were very different, but in a twins way, at the time Carlo was alive, Clara had a rivals relationship with Geppeto's son, but P, ​​still had the same bite, but clearly it was as if P was more open to feelings than Carlo, which is ironic. Her uncle said: "Carlo liked you... but he didn't know how to show it, boys are stupid.".

She remembers when Carlo pushed her into the lake but she insisted on pulling him along, both wet and looking at each other with angry looks, breathing heavily, but Carlo had been the first to break eye contact, his face turning red, which at the time Clara thought was anger.

This time she was the one who looked away first, looking at the box and seeing how their hands were almost touching. P watches curiously, almost leaning in to catch her eyes again he almost pouts when the girl breaks the eye contact. Clara undoes the box's bow in his hands, carefully, the science was almost suffocating but not the bad kind, it was tension, a need for presence instead of words. The girl makes a surprised noise, and P observes every detail of her face with parted lips, so he looks at the contents of the box with her.

"...you...found..." A new, untouchable pair of point shoes, elegant and clean, smelling of lavender. She laughs, taking the shoes from the box and seeing that in addition to being her size, they were soft shade of purple not completely pink.

She looks at P with a giant smile on her face, a smile that he returns with the same enthusiasm, watching as she sits on the floor to put on the new sneakers, the box on the floor next to her, the prepayment for the sneakers, breaking, bending and straightening, P helps her to  get up as soon as she finishes, extending his hands to her, and lifting the girl up without difficulty. Clara laughs, spinning around and testing her new pair of point shoes. 

"That's perfect, how did you get this!? I thought they didn't have any more of it, and Uncle Drosslmeyer said it would take a while to make new ones!"  Looking at him as P stands in the middle of the room and looking at her with the same intensity, P feels his insides heat up with her sweet, caramelized gaze.

P is almost flinches when the girl runs to him and hugs him, tight, but not only that, the Ghost of her lips on his neck.

"Thanks P...you're the best."  P slowly returns the hug, it was strong, and the kind of hug that someone would die happy in, his face hidden in her neck, arms holding her back and waist, lifting her from the ground, Clara laughs at the sudden action and the laughter only increases when he twirl around with her on the tight hug, it was a new feeling, sweet as a Sugar Plum Fairy.

Drosslmeyer was not surprised to find his niece and P lying in the library sleeping with books around them, Clara with her head on P's chest and P looking almost human with his head on Clara's hair, and a small white mouse sleeping on the girls hand.

"...P can sleep now....what a shame your father didn't see what a gift you are."  The older man covers them both with a soft blanket around them.

"Good night little sprouts"

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

The Blue Fairy had meant to give life to Geppeto's little wooden puppet, but she had had one too many Blue Drinks that night and her aim was off, so her spell hit the pez dispenser on the table beside it.

After many adventures too tedious to list here, not least of which involved talking cats, donkey slavers, and a giant whale, the pez dispenser was turned into a real boy, but some habits, especially those related to dispensing, die hard.

I kiss you with tongue and as that happens I slide an ibuprofen in your mouth since you have a headache

[revelry-in-severity]

Geppeto why would baby puppets ever be a good idea