a-tired-potato

[a-tired-potato]

(This is my first post but i wrote this in a spur of inspiration sooo)

There was a voice in her head.

She should have been more concerned then she was, but here’s the thing. Liaria had never been good at withstanding pressure. She was cold, at heart, only wanting to further her own gain. Maybe a little bit of her thought she could find happiness, in playing the part of the elegant rich woman.

So who was she to refuse, when a strange voice in her head offered her all the things she could never get on her own? Her body moved almost as if on it’s own, grasping a blade and hunting throughout the mansion.

She found her victim in that disgusting peasant who had interrupted their party. It was easy to shove the blade into his chest, careful not to get any blood on her gown.

But then the lights flickered back on and the spell was broken, and she knew that something was deeply and truly wrong with this mansion.

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Me getting attached to a random character who died second and will likely never be seen again? More likely then you might think

#tales from the smp #nihachu #niki nihachu #dream smp