For one, I'm not Emily. I'm not a "puppet".
For number two, which you are a steaming fucking pile of, why don't you crawl out of your mother's basement (or uterus, who knows?), put down the joystick, look in the mirror and take a big fat inventory of what I imagine is a big fat pile of nothing that stands before you.
Yeah, we're all sociopaths....wah wah....Do something useful. Write a poem about how your girlfriend left you for the ice cream man. Reorganize your collectible figurines in order of lamest to .....uh least lame. Learn how to do something creative, productive and fun, rather than shit on somebody that is fucking special. Ok, you don't like her.
Why don't you hate me then too? That's the logical leap to make right? All I did was defend someone that is special to me. And you know what? I don't think that you're probably special to anybody. Anyone with that much worthless blather about somebody else has nothing to say about themselves. And so to make the aforementioned statement NOT seem hypocritical, I am Pamela S. I live in Florida. I like long rides on your mother's train, the color "fuck you", and think that trolls should stay under mushrooms without any DSL.
Kill yourself. Seriously.