** I do not own Sailor Moon. Takeuchi Naoko and Toei animation does. I feel sorry for them, cause they have no clue what type of abuse their characters are going through... **
Last time:
(1.23 Auto hours, 8. 26 Network time)
Setsuna nodded, acknowledging her cohorts. "Looks like I came back just in time."
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Now:
(1.55 Auto hours, 12.43 Network time)
Haruka watched, pacing back and forth impatiently, as the others were getting ready for this mission. Again and again she wondered how she had gotten herself into this mess-to-be in the first place. It was quite strange, because Haruka had gotten that communications chip when, about to give up after a fruitless search for that specific part, she had suddenly met -
"Haruka, give a hand with this, will you?" Setsuna interrupted, gesturing to a strange chrome mechanism the green-haired woman was currently constructing.
The tall blonde walked towards her comrade. "What is that anyway?" She asked, as she prodded the loosely interlocked metal plates.
Setsuna smiled, revealing incisors that were previously hidden under dark red lipstick. "Oh, you could say that it's a pet of mine."
Haruka's eyebrow arched in question. "Pet?"
The garnet-eyed woman gestured for Haruka to hold several steel plates and other strange assortments before continuing. "Yes. It's quite an... interesting pet, for a lack of a better word. Not really my pet though. No more a pet than the Network Data-configurator is to Hotaru."
Haruka knew all about the Data-configurator 's (nicked named by Hotaru 'DC') stunning obedience to the black-haired girl. "So... what does it do?" She questioned, still curious about this contraption.
"Depends on what you want it to do." Setsuna replied, not really answering the question at all.
Now that Setsuna had rapidly added the armour and other cybernetic nuances onto what had seemed like a hulk of wiring and metal, the "hulk" seemed to take an oddly canine or lupine form.
"How about fetch?" Haruka joked.
Setsuna smiled wryly at her associate. "Depends what you want it to fetch."
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Michiru was busy re-checking all the weapons and other compartments that she didn't even notice when Haruka suddenly sided along beside her. At least, that's what Haruka thought.
"What have you been up to?" The teal-haired woman suddenly spoke up in her softly teasing voice, even though she never looked up.
Haruka sighed. There was no fooling her partner. "Helping Setsuna with her pet." The blonde finally replied.
Michiru paused, looking queerly at Haruka while her other hand checked the settings of a Static laser. "Pet?" She repeated.
Haruka threw her hands in the air. "Hey, don't look at me. That's what Setsuna said."
Tossing back the locks of teal hair that had strayed into her vision, Michiru sighed. "Looks like everyone has a pet except for us," she joked.
And the dirty blonde drew her face into a grin. "You sure about that? I think I already have a pet..."
"Nah." Michiru countered, waving the tip of her well-loved Spark-whip at her partner. "This one's a bit too wild to tame."
Haruka threw her head back in laughter. "Just my style".
"Alright." Setsuna said, looking at her Datawatch while madly configuring what seemed like a flat black cube. "So, does everyone have their mission outlines?"
Upon everyone's nods, she continued. "Make sure you take along a hologram projector with you. They're at about a setting of 8, but any Amplifier over the level of 8 will be able to see past your hologram."
"I don't see why we have to bring a projector if they're so useless." Haruka retorted. "Why didn't we just re-configure the Datashield of the Network to also serve as a hologram?
"Because while Network communications are relatively in tact, you'll find that projecting anything more than about 15 Cyberbytes of data will cause it to shut down on you immediately." Hotaru interrupted, locking direct gazes with Haruka.
"All right." Haruka sighed under her intense glare. " I get it. No fancy stunts, no Cyber weapons other than the ones that are given... no nothing."
"Anyway," Hotaru continued, "You're not going to get very far if you try. The Diet Force will probably just wipe your existence off the Network like squishing a fly."
Haruka whistled. "I guess we're sorta dead then."
"Well, I thought you always liked missions where you risked your life." Michiru teased at the blonde.
"But not where I'll actually lose it." Haruka retorted.
"Technically you shouldn't." Setsuna informed, "But the Diet Force have exerted too much power over the Network these days that the database has almost become THEIR database." She paused, thoughtful. "So, if we manage to make a few of the more prestigious and knowledgeable Amplifiers suddenly 'disappear', I think that we're free to roam the Network afterwards."
"Good." Haruka hissed. "Cause we belong to the Network."
"And the Network belongs to them." Michiru countered.
" Hai, hai, I got the idea." The tall blonde answered. "I'll be careful in this mission, okay? Now stop giving me those warning glares."
Setsuna nodded in dismissal at Haruka's comment. "Any other questions?" The tall dark green-haired woman asked.
Absolute silence.
"Good." Setsuna nodded. "Its time for Operation Diet to begin."
While Michiru checked her weapons and other accessories one more time, Haruka muttered under her breath. "But I'm not fat."
She barely missed being hit by a Cyber-boomerang.
The guard was tired. He had taken the last shift today, and had done double shifts for the last two nights in a row, ensuring a most definite lack of sleep. Not to mention absolutely no leisure time. Oh, how he wished that he was sitting on his Virtu-bed right now, downloading a good article and simply relaxing. That thought only brought back the bitterness of his current situation, and the ache of his muscles under the strain of so much steel armour and stiff lining.
"Hi. Do you know where I am?"
The guard turned, shocked. No one usually came here at this time, and this voice was definitely not one that he recognized.
A beautiful woman, with flowing teal hair and large doleful eyes, fell upon his vision.
He was shocked. Clearing his throat at such a lustrous beauty in front of him, he tried to restate was he was supposed to say.
"A-actually miss, but I think you're getting a bit too close to a restricted area. I think that only members of the Diet Force are allowed here only."
The woman lowered her head and drew it closer to the guard's face, purring a bit. "The Diet Force? Really? You must be really important," She gushed. "But why would such a powerful enforcement like the Diet Force need human workers when they have the Network to do everything for them?"
"Well," The guard admitted. "They prefer to use the Network for other more important stuff." He brought his voice down a bit in a conversational whisper. "You know, the secret important stuff."
And the woman laughed with the sound of a million soft butterfly wings. "I see." For a moment, her eyes seemed to reflect confusion. "You mean, you don't know about any of the secret stuff and you work here?"
The guard shook his head. "Actually, they don't usually tell people like us. The one's who do know are..." He suddenly bit his tongue as he realized that he was giving out very private information to this unknown stranger.
Exquisite porcelain-blue eyes reflected back only him. "Something wrong?" She exclaimed innocently.
He shook his head. "No, nothing. You do know what an Amplifier is?" He asked, voice back in a whisper again.
The elegant enchantress had drawn closer, much to the delight and beating heart of the guard. "No." She admitted. "I'm not too sure." She paused, bringing one hand thoughtfully to her cheek. "I think I've heard of them... somewhere."
"Well," The guard explained, "They're really important people, and the ones that access here wear a white star." He looked at the woman curiously. "That's really strange cause usually everyone knows about Amplifiers."
"But not everyone knows that the Diet Force uses Amplifiers to access the Network." The seductress added.
"Hai, not - " He stopped. And looked very suspiciously at the woman. "Wait a moment. How the heck did you-"
He never got to finish his speech as was suddenly rammed against the gate walls, pinned by the incredibly strong grip of... the teal-haired enchantress. He tried to signal the alarm, but couldn't move even a centimetre as the woman started to shear his armour like a banana peel. The last thing his frantic eyes saw were the lullling siren's eyes of the woman before he felt a sharp pain on his neck, rapidly draining all his energy while he could only scream in silent agony. Draining everything he had as his world fell to eternity.
Michiru stood up from her refresher, ripping off a piece of the man's uniform to wipe her mouth ever so politely. She grimaced a bit as she tasted her mouth.
"Yuck. Next time I'll have to find someone who bathes more often." She commented to no one in particular.
And with that, she disappeared into the night.
Haruka was having some... technical difficulties. Well, if you counted being chased six high level Amplifiers "difficulties". The blonde turned another corner and leapt high into the sky, hiding behind the shadows of a door frame to avoid being seen or sensed by the Amplifiers.
Her mission had been to SNEAK into the side of the building while Michiru distracted the guards, but obviously that wasn't working so well. Not that Haruka was afraid of the Amplifiers, but if she was caught, the Amplifiers could easily establish a communication with the Diet Force to get more power, mainly from the Network.
"In other words, I'm in deep shit." Haruka muttered to herself, jerking her head a bit warily as a shadow passed by her.
Now, the Diet Force would be even more ready for her if she tried to reappear back at that entrance again. However, there was always plan B.
The Amplifier boss was getting tired of chasing the woman. Everyone's nerves were on edge as even after a full five auto-minutes, they still could not find her.
"Boss, I think she disappeared." One of the lower level Amplifiers said to him.
He snarled. "Humans don't just disappear in thin air, idiot!"
"No you're right." A voice suddenly interrupted, husky and firmly feminine. "But I can."
And suddenly, a shadow lunged towards him, and he quickly stepped back to avoid the swipe at what would have been the remains of his neck, had be reacted any later. He quickly drew out his Cyberlaser, and fired a few rounds into the thick of the night before he realized that she had indeed disappeared.
"Come and face me, you bitch!" He shouted, vainly trying to find his quarry.
"Should I contact the building's communications, boss?" One of the Amplifiers asked.
He grunted in affirmation, never letting his vision idle. Suddenly, there was a muffled scream, and the acrid smell of burning flesh, followed by the shouts of several other Amplifiers in shock as they witnessed the fallen body.
"Damn!" He heard himself curse, firing several shots into the direction of the dead corpse.
Nothing happened.
And split seconds later, twin glowing emerald-green eyes stared mockingly at him from the darkness.
"She's here! Get her!" He shouted, waving with his neon-flashtube to reflect the woman's face. For a moment, he was unnerved by her absolute sneer of disdain. And then he reacted, pulling the trigger of his trusted weapon until it ran out of ammunition.
From the smoke of the debris caused by his weapon, she stepped out, still in perfect condition. Several of the Amplifiers gasped in surprised, and withdrew their own weapons to ensue yet another round of firing.
The woman simply opened her mouth in a laugh, and he could see for the first time that she had FANGS.
His eyes widened. "Kuso..." And he immediately fumbled for his own communications device, the only other one available, now that the original carrier of the first one was incapacitated.
A harsh blast of wind knocked the device from his hand, letting it clatter harmlessly to the floor. The woman grinned, face made even more contorted by the eerie light of the flashtube as she ground her heel into the communications device.
"Clumsy, aren't we?" She teased, face still grinning like a Chesire cat.
And before anyone else could react, she pulled out what seemed to be a neon flash-tube, although a bit pointed and elongated. The Amplifier boss lost his guard as he wondered how the heck anyone could attack with a flashtube.
And any other though was suddenly caught off as a stabbing pain pierced his chest, impaling his heart. The last thing he heard was the low chuckling voice of the vampiress and the sloshing of his own blood as it gushed noisily onto the floor.
Haruka chuckled as she watched the leader of the Amplifiers die slowly under her Cyber-Space Sword. This was just too easy. Then again, this wasn't what she was here for. The true part of her mission still lay within the Diet Building. These were only the mere scraps of the Amplifiers available.
The tall blonde withdrew her sword, feeling herself smile in satisfaction as the corpse reacted by spluttering slightly. The way the man had suddenly burst like an overripe cherry with crimson blood had delighted Haruka, and she so wanted to have a taste of the succulent liquid. But there was no time, and that was enforced even more by the sound of several retreating footsteps.
She leapt into the night sky with not even the slightest hint of sound, landing effortlessly to face the remaining Amplifiers.
"What? Leaving so soon?" Haruka mocked, waving her glowing CyberSword threateningly at them.
And with that slight warning, she was among them, her feline-like vampire eyes able to see them perfectly in the pitch dark that the Amplifiers vainly tried to find sanctity in. No, the night was HER domain.
And Haruka laughed silently as the tore the last body apart, watching in glee as the blood splashed over her bare arms and hands, burning into nothingness under the light of her Sword.
Yet, she couldn't just stand here all day and enjoy herself - she did have a mission to do. And so, leaving the happily torn shreds of decapitated blank-eyed heads and chunks of fingers and intestines to the other creatures of the night, she leapt to her destination.
Author's notes:
Smile! It's good for you! (looks at Ayanami Rei sketch on locker)... nah....
Zoo says:
I love blood! Especially when you bleed yourself, and then you can watch it gush slowly down your arm and leave a beautiful crimson streak. It doesn't taste very good though... sorta like my spoon. Maybe cause it contains iron?
I also learned that there's this really cool place called the psychiatric ward. I have lots of fun talking to Mr. Timmons, although this strange nurse keeps on telling me that Mr. Timmons is unable to talk back. Obviously, I was very upset, and created a campaign that demands the freedom of speech of all walls. If you wish you join this campaign, I'll have to confirm your membership with Mr. Timmons.
Eevee-muse says:
Zoo is iNsaNE. End of story.
Last time:
(1.23 Auto hours, 8. 26 Network time)
Setsuna nodded, acknowledging her cohorts. "Looks like I came back just in time."
******************************************
Now:
(1.55 Auto hours, 12.43 Network time)
Haruka watched, pacing back and forth impatiently, as the others were getting ready for this mission. Again and again she wondered how she had gotten herself into this mess-to-be in the first place. It was quite strange, because Haruka had gotten that communications chip when, about to give up after a fruitless search for that specific part, she had suddenly met -
"Haruka, give a hand with this, will you?" Setsuna interrupted, gesturing to a strange chrome mechanism the green-haired woman was currently constructing.
The tall blonde walked towards her comrade. "What is that anyway?" She asked, as she prodded the loosely interlocked metal plates.
Setsuna smiled, revealing incisors that were previously hidden under dark red lipstick. "Oh, you could say that it's a pet of mine."
Haruka's eyebrow arched in question. "Pet?"
The garnet-eyed woman gestured for Haruka to hold several steel plates and other strange assortments before continuing. "Yes. It's quite an... interesting pet, for a lack of a better word. Not really my pet though. No more a pet than the Network Data-configurator is to Hotaru."
Haruka knew all about the Data-configurator 's (nicked named by Hotaru 'DC') stunning obedience to the black-haired girl. "So... what does it do?" She questioned, still curious about this contraption.
"Depends on what you want it to do." Setsuna replied, not really answering the question at all.
Now that Setsuna had rapidly added the armour and other cybernetic nuances onto what had seemed like a hulk of wiring and metal, the "hulk" seemed to take an oddly canine or lupine form.
"How about fetch?" Haruka joked.
Setsuna smiled wryly at her associate. "Depends what you want it to fetch."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Michiru was busy re-checking all the weapons and other compartments that she didn't even notice when Haruka suddenly sided along beside her. At least, that's what Haruka thought.
"What have you been up to?" The teal-haired woman suddenly spoke up in her softly teasing voice, even though she never looked up.
Haruka sighed. There was no fooling her partner. "Helping Setsuna with her pet." The blonde finally replied.
Michiru paused, looking queerly at Haruka while her other hand checked the settings of a Static laser. "Pet?" She repeated.
Haruka threw her hands in the air. "Hey, don't look at me. That's what Setsuna said."
Tossing back the locks of teal hair that had strayed into her vision, Michiru sighed. "Looks like everyone has a pet except for us," she joked.
And the dirty blonde drew her face into a grin. "You sure about that? I think I already have a pet..."
"Nah." Michiru countered, waving the tip of her well-loved Spark-whip at her partner. "This one's a bit too wild to tame."
Haruka threw her head back in laughter. "Just my style".
"Alright." Setsuna said, looking at her Datawatch while madly configuring what seemed like a flat black cube. "So, does everyone have their mission outlines?"
Upon everyone's nods, she continued. "Make sure you take along a hologram projector with you. They're at about a setting of 8, but any Amplifier over the level of 8 will be able to see past your hologram."
"I don't see why we have to bring a projector if they're so useless." Haruka retorted. "Why didn't we just re-configure the Datashield of the Network to also serve as a hologram?
"Because while Network communications are relatively in tact, you'll find that projecting anything more than about 15 Cyberbytes of data will cause it to shut down on you immediately." Hotaru interrupted, locking direct gazes with Haruka.
"All right." Haruka sighed under her intense glare. " I get it. No fancy stunts, no Cyber weapons other than the ones that are given... no nothing."
"Anyway," Hotaru continued, "You're not going to get very far if you try. The Diet Force will probably just wipe your existence off the Network like squishing a fly."
Haruka whistled. "I guess we're sorta dead then."
"Well, I thought you always liked missions where you risked your life." Michiru teased at the blonde.
"But not where I'll actually lose it." Haruka retorted.
"Technically you shouldn't." Setsuna informed, "But the Diet Force have exerted too much power over the Network these days that the database has almost become THEIR database." She paused, thoughtful. "So, if we manage to make a few of the more prestigious and knowledgeable Amplifiers suddenly 'disappear', I think that we're free to roam the Network afterwards."
"Good." Haruka hissed. "Cause we belong to the Network."
"And the Network belongs to them." Michiru countered.
" Hai, hai, I got the idea." The tall blonde answered. "I'll be careful in this mission, okay? Now stop giving me those warning glares."
Setsuna nodded in dismissal at Haruka's comment. "Any other questions?" The tall dark green-haired woman asked.
Absolute silence.
"Good." Setsuna nodded. "Its time for Operation Diet to begin."
While Michiru checked her weapons and other accessories one more time, Haruka muttered under her breath. "But I'm not fat."
She barely missed being hit by a Cyber-boomerang.
The guard was tired. He had taken the last shift today, and had done double shifts for the last two nights in a row, ensuring a most definite lack of sleep. Not to mention absolutely no leisure time. Oh, how he wished that he was sitting on his Virtu-bed right now, downloading a good article and simply relaxing. That thought only brought back the bitterness of his current situation, and the ache of his muscles under the strain of so much steel armour and stiff lining.
"Hi. Do you know where I am?"
The guard turned, shocked. No one usually came here at this time, and this voice was definitely not one that he recognized.
A beautiful woman, with flowing teal hair and large doleful eyes, fell upon his vision.
He was shocked. Clearing his throat at such a lustrous beauty in front of him, he tried to restate was he was supposed to say.
"A-actually miss, but I think you're getting a bit too close to a restricted area. I think that only members of the Diet Force are allowed here only."
The woman lowered her head and drew it closer to the guard's face, purring a bit. "The Diet Force? Really? You must be really important," She gushed. "But why would such a powerful enforcement like the Diet Force need human workers when they have the Network to do everything for them?"
"Well," The guard admitted. "They prefer to use the Network for other more important stuff." He brought his voice down a bit in a conversational whisper. "You know, the secret important stuff."
And the woman laughed with the sound of a million soft butterfly wings. "I see." For a moment, her eyes seemed to reflect confusion. "You mean, you don't know about any of the secret stuff and you work here?"
The guard shook his head. "Actually, they don't usually tell people like us. The one's who do know are..." He suddenly bit his tongue as he realized that he was giving out very private information to this unknown stranger.
Exquisite porcelain-blue eyes reflected back only him. "Something wrong?" She exclaimed innocently.
He shook his head. "No, nothing. You do know what an Amplifier is?" He asked, voice back in a whisper again.
The elegant enchantress had drawn closer, much to the delight and beating heart of the guard. "No." She admitted. "I'm not too sure." She paused, bringing one hand thoughtfully to her cheek. "I think I've heard of them... somewhere."
"Well," The guard explained, "They're really important people, and the ones that access here wear a white star." He looked at the woman curiously. "That's really strange cause usually everyone knows about Amplifiers."
"But not everyone knows that the Diet Force uses Amplifiers to access the Network." The seductress added.
"Hai, not - " He stopped. And looked very suspiciously at the woman. "Wait a moment. How the heck did you-"
He never got to finish his speech as was suddenly rammed against the gate walls, pinned by the incredibly strong grip of... the teal-haired enchantress. He tried to signal the alarm, but couldn't move even a centimetre as the woman started to shear his armour like a banana peel. The last thing his frantic eyes saw were the lullling siren's eyes of the woman before he felt a sharp pain on his neck, rapidly draining all his energy while he could only scream in silent agony. Draining everything he had as his world fell to eternity.
Michiru stood up from her refresher, ripping off a piece of the man's uniform to wipe her mouth ever so politely. She grimaced a bit as she tasted her mouth.
"Yuck. Next time I'll have to find someone who bathes more often." She commented to no one in particular.
And with that, she disappeared into the night.
Haruka was having some... technical difficulties. Well, if you counted being chased six high level Amplifiers "difficulties". The blonde turned another corner and leapt high into the sky, hiding behind the shadows of a door frame to avoid being seen or sensed by the Amplifiers.
Her mission had been to SNEAK into the side of the building while Michiru distracted the guards, but obviously that wasn't working so well. Not that Haruka was afraid of the Amplifiers, but if she was caught, the Amplifiers could easily establish a communication with the Diet Force to get more power, mainly from the Network.
"In other words, I'm in deep shit." Haruka muttered to herself, jerking her head a bit warily as a shadow passed by her.
Now, the Diet Force would be even more ready for her if she tried to reappear back at that entrance again. However, there was always plan B.
The Amplifier boss was getting tired of chasing the woman. Everyone's nerves were on edge as even after a full five auto-minutes, they still could not find her.
"Boss, I think she disappeared." One of the lower level Amplifiers said to him.
He snarled. "Humans don't just disappear in thin air, idiot!"
"No you're right." A voice suddenly interrupted, husky and firmly feminine. "But I can."
And suddenly, a shadow lunged towards him, and he quickly stepped back to avoid the swipe at what would have been the remains of his neck, had be reacted any later. He quickly drew out his Cyberlaser, and fired a few rounds into the thick of the night before he realized that she had indeed disappeared.
"Come and face me, you bitch!" He shouted, vainly trying to find his quarry.
"Should I contact the building's communications, boss?" One of the Amplifiers asked.
He grunted in affirmation, never letting his vision idle. Suddenly, there was a muffled scream, and the acrid smell of burning flesh, followed by the shouts of several other Amplifiers in shock as they witnessed the fallen body.
"Damn!" He heard himself curse, firing several shots into the direction of the dead corpse.
Nothing happened.
And split seconds later, twin glowing emerald-green eyes stared mockingly at him from the darkness.
"She's here! Get her!" He shouted, waving with his neon-flashtube to reflect the woman's face. For a moment, he was unnerved by her absolute sneer of disdain. And then he reacted, pulling the trigger of his trusted weapon until it ran out of ammunition.
From the smoke of the debris caused by his weapon, she stepped out, still in perfect condition. Several of the Amplifiers gasped in surprised, and withdrew their own weapons to ensue yet another round of firing.
The woman simply opened her mouth in a laugh, and he could see for the first time that she had FANGS.
His eyes widened. "Kuso..." And he immediately fumbled for his own communications device, the only other one available, now that the original carrier of the first one was incapacitated.
A harsh blast of wind knocked the device from his hand, letting it clatter harmlessly to the floor. The woman grinned, face made even more contorted by the eerie light of the flashtube as she ground her heel into the communications device.
"Clumsy, aren't we?" She teased, face still grinning like a Chesire cat.
And before anyone else could react, she pulled out what seemed to be a neon flash-tube, although a bit pointed and elongated. The Amplifier boss lost his guard as he wondered how the heck anyone could attack with a flashtube.
And any other though was suddenly caught off as a stabbing pain pierced his chest, impaling his heart. The last thing he heard was the low chuckling voice of the vampiress and the sloshing of his own blood as it gushed noisily onto the floor.
Haruka chuckled as she watched the leader of the Amplifiers die slowly under her Cyber-Space Sword. This was just too easy. Then again, this wasn't what she was here for. The true part of her mission still lay within the Diet Building. These were only the mere scraps of the Amplifiers available.
The tall blonde withdrew her sword, feeling herself smile in satisfaction as the corpse reacted by spluttering slightly. The way the man had suddenly burst like an overripe cherry with crimson blood had delighted Haruka, and she so wanted to have a taste of the succulent liquid. But there was no time, and that was enforced even more by the sound of several retreating footsteps.
She leapt into the night sky with not even the slightest hint of sound, landing effortlessly to face the remaining Amplifiers.
"What? Leaving so soon?" Haruka mocked, waving her glowing CyberSword threateningly at them.
And with that slight warning, she was among them, her feline-like vampire eyes able to see them perfectly in the pitch dark that the Amplifiers vainly tried to find sanctity in. No, the night was HER domain.
And Haruka laughed silently as the tore the last body apart, watching in glee as the blood splashed over her bare arms and hands, burning into nothingness under the light of her Sword.
Yet, she couldn't just stand here all day and enjoy herself - she did have a mission to do. And so, leaving the happily torn shreds of decapitated blank-eyed heads and chunks of fingers and intestines to the other creatures of the night, she leapt to her destination.
Author's notes:
Smile! It's good for you! (looks at Ayanami Rei sketch on locker)... nah....
Zoo says:
I love blood! Especially when you bleed yourself, and then you can watch it gush slowly down your arm and leave a beautiful crimson streak. It doesn't taste very good though... sorta like my spoon. Maybe cause it contains iron?
I also learned that there's this really cool place called the psychiatric ward. I have lots of fun talking to Mr. Timmons, although this strange nurse keeps on telling me that Mr. Timmons is unable to talk back. Obviously, I was very upset, and created a campaign that demands the freedom of speech of all walls. If you wish you join this campaign, I'll have to confirm your membership with Mr. Timmons.
Eevee-muse says:
Zoo is iNsaNE. End of story.