Here we are: Scenario Two, in which we see how Kirimi kills others with her hallucinations. Please review!
It was a Thursday morning when Kirimi decided that she should give some random person a gift so she could go outside and get something done. She did eenie-meenie-minee-mo and landed on Lumpy. Then she had created a short list of what kind of gifts she would give him and had stored it in her trusty Santa Hat so it wouldn't get lost. Her list consisted of:
1.) Anti-pest crop seeds (since lumpy seemingly liked to farm).
2.) A build-it-yourself mini golf course.
3.) A new house (Kirimi had quite a bit of money).
4.) A motor boat.
I'll get him a motorboat. I don't feel like buying anything else. Kirimi thought.
Kirimi walked out of her home, which was a giant boulder with a few branches taped to it (Kirimi saw this as a Tree Home), and headed downtown to some mall that appeared every once and a while. Right when Kirimi stepped in front of a building, her tail let out a violent shock of electricity which was ignored. She stepped inside of the mall and walked down the strangely quiet row of mini-restaurants and accessory stores and all types of stores filled with stuff people sold. She finally stopped in front of the Fishing and Ocean supplies store which was oddly run by Handy.
"Hi there," Kirimi greeted him. "Hey!" Handy waved his stub, then did his irritated face. Kirimi pulled her Santa Hat off of her head and a bunch of clutter fell out of it: Chainsaws, axes and her list. Kirimi's tail once again flashed a violent spark of energy. Suddenly her list was in pieces. Each piece of paper had a picture of a part of the motorboat.
"Oops," Kirimi laughed and picked up the pieces , then handed them to Handy (heh), who let them drop on the desk.
"What the fuck are you-" Handy screamed suddenly.
Kirimi, who was hallucinating, had turned on the chainsaw and was trying to give it to Handy like a sheet of paper.
"I'm gonna need this!" kirimi shouted over the roaring blade she couldn't hear. In her mind, she was picking up another sheet of paper with a boat piece image on it and tossed it to Handy. The picture was actually the axe from inside of her hat.
Handy screamed at the axe head flying towards him- but he thought fast. He caught the handle of the axe with his hands, saving his life. Or that would've happened if Handy had hands. Instead his two stumps clacked against each other and the axe split his face in two. Handy swayed for a moment, drooling blood, and then collapsed, dead.
Sorry for the shortness and crapness. Read and review, or I'll find you!
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