I can do it to you gently, I can do it with an animal's grace
Who; godlessblossom and ANYBODY
What; Misaki's become what she hates: A psychotic girl who enjoys hurting others
Where; The Marketplace
When; Friday afternoon
Rating; PG-13, may go up depending on stab-happy moments
Status; OPEN and Incomplete
The toys in this place were already broken. Misaki had spent several hours already searching for something to play with. She had already found a few but they were unresponsive. Half the fun of playing was to make them scream! The toys in this place didn't scream. She needed it, craved their cries as the scissors moved through their bodies, releasing the pretties inside. No, Misaki didn't like this place. It was no fun with its dead creatures stumbling about and the monsters were just too fast for her. Hmph. She needed something new to play with. She needed to find something that's dying wails would fill the air.
Misaki skipped through town, her new red velvet dress swinging around her pale frame as she clutched the large scissors in her hands and a manic smile was pasted on her face. Oh the fun she could have if only she could find some proper playthings.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are little dollies. It's time to play!" She sang out, her voice light and child-like.
{ooc: Prose or action brackets are okay with me. Feel free to respond to whatever, just be warned she WILL be trying to hurt/kill.}
What; Misaki's become what she hates: A psychotic girl who enjoys hurting others
Where; The Marketplace
When; Friday afternoon
Rating; PG-13, may go up depending on stab-happy moments
Status; OPEN and Incomplete
The toys in this place were already broken. Misaki had spent several hours already searching for something to play with. She had already found a few but they were unresponsive. Half the fun of playing was to make them scream! The toys in this place didn't scream. She needed it, craved their cries as the scissors moved through their bodies, releasing the pretties inside. No, Misaki didn't like this place. It was no fun with its dead creatures stumbling about and the monsters were just too fast for her. Hmph. She needed something new to play with. She needed to find something that's dying wails would fill the air.
Misaki skipped through town, her new red velvet dress swinging around her pale frame as she clutched the large scissors in her hands and a manic smile was pasted on her face. Oh the fun she could have if only she could find some proper playthings.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are little dollies. It's time to play!" She sang out, her voice light and child-like.
{ooc: Prose or action brackets are okay with me. Feel free to respond to whatever, just be warned she WILL be trying to hurt/kill.}