(OOC: I've decided that I won't go as "safe" as I usually do here and type in a slightly less offensive way than I do on other sites. If I break any rules, oh well. I'm tired of trying to think of PG ways of doing things. Time to go on a killing spree. Evil characters are awesome. *evil laugh*)
Location: Streets of Tyrinthya
"Ow!" A voice echoed throughout the streets of Tyrinthya as a butt landed with a loud thump on the ground, "stupid elf! He hit my wing!" the body's face now pouted, her arms folded across her chest, "he could have at least hit me in the leg or something," she grumbled, "I hate him. I hate, hate, hate him!"
"Miss," a stupid old man walked slowly toward Sina, concern obvious in his ugly face, "are you o-"
"Shut up!" Sina interrupted him with one of her blades in his throat, "it doesn't matter what your name is!" she screamed at his now lifeless eyes. A woman screamed something that sounded like "grandpa" and "you killed my" but before she could get anymore incomprehensible words out, Sina's other blade found her heart attractive and decided to introduce itself, "I don't care how old you are either," Sina told the woman as her heart lost its virginity to a double bladed dagger.
The stunned crowd decided that after two deaths, it was time to start the big mob panic thing with a bunch of running, tripping, and screaming. Usually coupled with crying children losing their mommies before they get crushed by an inconsiderately placed, collapsing merchant stall. So the crowd went with this unspoken plan and scrambled.
Sina giggled, "stupid people are so stupid. Let's get wild!" And so she did. She grabbed her blades, the old man and the woman still making sure they were sharp for her, and chased after the panicking mob. She ran through them, slashing at a neck here or stabbing through a heart there, usually accompanied by cries of "arrgh" or a simple gurgle of blood. Soon enough, there was a trail of bodies leading down the street, and Sina decided the she was bored again.
"Well now, wasn't this just a blast?" she asked a boy that was shaking in a corner. The idiot stood there shivering when it wasn't even cold, "I asked you a question. It's really rude not to answer you know," Sina folded her arms across her chest and pouted, looking at the boy with a look that conveyed her very hurt(not really) feelings.
"Um...uh," was the boy's genius response. The "um...uh" response always annoyed Sina, so she cut the boy's head off while screaming incomprehensible um...uh's.
"Now then, this should get more attention than that one dead guard. Ugh...now I have a bunch of stupid blood on me..."