My head hurts. I was just informed that it would be hard to become more original then Cobra and Warren. And then I went on tumblr and saw a picture of Yuka's even bigger eyebrows and remembered that picture of Ichiya taking over the world and…this was born.
The Sparkles belong to Dragon'sHost. I bear no claim to them.
I regret nothing.
INSIDE THE GIANT PINK AND BLACK BALLOON FLOATING IN THE ATMOSPHERE
Cackles were heard from the bowels of the ship, where an unspeakable horror hailed from. If you daredlook any deeper then the first level, you would see awful, awful things.
A large room, full of nothing but Master Bob pillows.
A jail room, where those who dared oppose the horror were taken and made to listen to Taylor Swift songs for days.
A hallway of cages, where glittering, glowing, golden Sparkles lay, calling out, screaming for you to look into them, deep into them…
A room full of shelves with eyebrow brushes, perfumed eyebrow brushes, full of the darkest, blackest, thickest hair.
But the worst is in a room of Lacrima Screens, with its drones flickering throughout the world, the army ready to be awakened at any moment. And in a pink, plushy, Master Bob-ified swivel chair, a troll sits, a horrible troll. And on this troll sits eyebrows, giant eyebrows, controlling the legion, commanding the Sparkles. It wears white suits, and holds roses, but you cannot be fooled- it is a foul creature.
Its cry is the cry of parfum, innocent sounding, but if you listen closely, full of the sounds of screaming, traumatized creatures, their pureness forever abandoned in favor of madness…
And from within its lair, it cackles, the eyebrows and the troll in one voice.
"Soon."
I still regret nothing.
And yes. The troll is Ichiya, and the eyebrows are Yuka's.