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A young woman strolled up a street, humming joyfully as she dragged along a bloody corpse.
Regardless of her trophy, she was already sticking out like a sore thumb in the quasi-empty neighborhood : She bears massive, bright green hair tied in a high ponytail, with her bangs dyed a hot pink. It’s an absolute dirty nest of knots and dirt, with brown and red blood dripping off the ends and splashing everywhere on and around her.
And yet she didn’t seem to mind. Far from it. Anyone could see that she was loving the mess she was making, elated in the way her ponytail unintentionally served as a makeshift paintbrush, sliding wetly on the ground like a water snake on this improvised canvas that the pavement became.
She continued up the road in a Pinkie Pie styled trot, happily hopping in every one of her steps, the motion wildly swinging a bloody bag clutched in her hand, and jerking forward the dead body in her other.
She was smiling, stretching the corners of her lips from ear to ear, somehow managing to keep her mouth closed while doing so, letting only her two fangs poke out. Her crazed mismatched eyes expressed absolute ecstasy. Her yellow one gleamed in the soon-to-be dawning sun, but stayed focused straight forward.
That is, until she heard someone call her name.
In an instant, those predatory reptilian eyes of hers fixated upon the waving figure of a minotaur man.
“Oy there Demencia ! Another successful mission I see ?”
She beamed and lifted her prizes with pride “YEp ! Loser-pants over there put up quite a fight, yet nothing *I* can’t handle ! Now I’d love to chit-chat, but I can’t wait to show my dearest Black Hat !”
She then swooned and looked away dreamily, “Ooh, he’ll be SO proud of me !”
The neighbor chuckled, amused. “Well then, don’t make Lord Black Hat wait ! Have a good end of your day Alebrije !”
“Sure will pal ! SEE YA !” And on those words they departed and sped back up towards the center of town.
Soon, she arrived in front of elegant spiky gates surrounding a hill, adorned by an imposing mansion in the shape of a black top hat.
Demencia impatiently stared at the intercom as it rang. Finally, someone…something? grunted quizzically from the other end :
“Rwawr ?”
“Hey care-bear !! I’m back, lemme in and turn off the security !”
An affirmative bark resounded before the call ended. A few seconds later, the sound of depowering artillery resounded loudly and the gates creaked open.
Demencia wasted no time in running through, splashing blood everywhere as the body bounced on the paved path with each of her leaps.
She reached the front door of the mansion just as it opened, and from within a big, blue anthropomorphic bear with a yellow bloom bouncing happily on his head welcomed her. As he opened his arms to hug the arriving resident, he was suddenly shoved to the ground as she rushed in.
“HeyaagainFives’sorryIgottareporttomylovenowseeyoulateeeer !!!”
The bear, 5.0.5, heavily got up just in time to see a flash of neon green and dark red disappear around a corner. He smiled at the enthusiasm from whom he considers to be his sister, happy that her trip went apparently well !
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However, his good mood dimmed a bit when he noticed the goopy mess she left behind. What is that trail made of ? He thought. It looks like spaghetti sauce, but it doesn’t smell good. He sighed tiredly. Demencia would always make big messes, and as the maid of the house, it’s his duty to clean them. But 505 could never stay upset for long. So he brushed it off in a shrug and waddled away to fetch his cleaning equipment.