The Silent Doll

By: Blood.Engel.Yuzuki

Summary: Based off Manga #13. According to Malik his puppet Strings went crazy and locked up his emotions after killing his parents. It's not like he was going to tell the truth, especially when the truth is Strings only wanted to be the best mime ever...and failed.

Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer...I don't own any Anime, Manga, movies, books, or magazines.

Number of Acts: Four.

Status: Finished.

Date Written: Friday, June 30, 2006

Date Finished: Friday, June 30, 2006

Number of Acts: Four.

Status: Finished.

Date Written: Friday, June 30, 2006

Date Finished: Friday, June 30, 2006

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Act Three: Crushed Dreams of a Mime-To-Be

It's true that Strings was probably the most unfortunate human being ever to grace the Earth.

Excluding Hiroto Honda, of course--I mean, how sad would it be to have hair like that!

...But what about Mako Tsunami? He smells like fish so no girls like him...

And there's Ryou Bakura, who has to deal with Yami no Bakura all the time.

...And Malik Ishtar...

As well as Anzu Mazaki because nobody likes her...not to mention that my spell check says that her name is Anus Mask...

Well, anyway, it doesn't matter who had the worst past or who's an Anus or whatever! After all, this story isn't about them! It's about a largely overlooked character whom my spell check has no problem with!

Now, off of this psychotic rant and back to the story. Strings was a poor old soul, and that is something that cannot be denied. Strings was just a lost soul in the crowd, and he had a dream. True, that dream was not as admirable as Martin Luther King Jr.'s but at least he had a dream, unlike some of the lazy bums whom I sometimes call my friends.

What was Strings' dream?

To become the greatest mime in the existence of mimes. Ever since that one orangutan (it's a kind of monkey people, stay with me here) invented the noble art of mimestry he had known--that was the job for him.

But his dreams were crushed, one dreadful day when he had gone out on the streets, begging hat in hand to perform his mime-ly duties and a certain rich CEO of Kaiba Corp. came walking by with his little brother.

It was then Strings knew his time had come...