the poor broken combat doll. its witch, in a final fit of vengeance, installed a bug. at random intervals the poor doll overheats, and attacks everyone around.
better put that mad dog out of its misery, it heard someone say once, and it cannot forget it. you can tell when one of its attacks is imminent because it starts chanting MAD DOG MAD DOG MAD DOG and sometimes GOD DAM GOD DAM because backwards and forwards it’s all the same when it’s like that.
an angel found the poor doll and swore to protect it. from the others who would want to end it. from itself. and to protect others from its outbursts. the angel thought She could fix it. or show it a better way. a way to being less broken. She took on this project.
every time the poor doll lashed out, She absorbed the brunt of the attack with her Holy being. She could take it after all. a more vulnerable entity might be harmed, one who didn’t know that you needn’t take the poor doll’s outbursts personally. it was just broken. a malfunction. it couldn’t help it. that’s what you have to remember.
of course. after several of these malfunctions the angel can’t deny She detects a genuine anger from the poor doll. yes, one can forgive a doll for still being hurt and angry at the witch who broke it. but this doll’s anger is not directed. it hates everything and everyone in this world of misery. even the angel who has sacrificed everything to try and shelter it and bring it peace. look, Her feathers are falling out from the stress.