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{♥} Ahhh! How joyful! More wonderful souls ta interact with. Hey! If ya want, I can even give yer a readin'! Wouldn't that be absolutely fuckin' fabulous!

{♥} It's such a shame that I was lyin' about all that though! Seriously, what bullshit! Why on earth would I ever talk to any a you fuckers.

She cackled maniacially, before baring a crooked grin.

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Down came the rain. Except, this thicker substance was indeed not rain.

The crazed youth sat in her 'throne', as she called it. On her face, a crooked smile that brought nothing but despair upon her peers. In her hand, a not-so-crooked cane, topped with a dragon's head and on its tip, a blade. Bangles and bracelets galore jingled and jangled and chimed as she twizzled the cane in her hand, much like the leader of a marching band with a baton.

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Went deft and figitey fingers on the silk layered arm of the throne. The room itself was plattered with golden possessions with silver lining. However, you wouldn't be able to tell unless you were to shine a light of your own in there. Dark, musky, depressing. The only light in the habitat was from a small, circular window right above where she sat. It was enough to give her a spotlight, but meerly enough to show anything else. Good. It was just how she wanted it.

Soon eough, the door creacked open, and as it did, her attention quickly pointed right at the person who walked in. Her crooked smile turned into a crooked smirk, and her pointed cat eyes changed from a glance to a glare. The grey of her irises were fixed on one point, and in sucession, her pupils too. She slid off of the seat, and as she did her jewelry made that same jingling and jangling and chiming noise yet again.

{♥} My my my! What on earth do we have here? Has daddy got a visitor? That's great! Great news! It should be broadcast all over the world!

Her accent was thick and broad, and the sarcasm was clear in this one. If you were used to her talking like this, that is. Which not many people were. For all you know she could of been completely truthful. It could be great that someone had come to visit her! She could broadcast it all over the world! But no, that would be such bullshit that it's not even near being a possibility.

Cameron walked up to the being that had not so long ago entered, waving her cane around as if it was harmless. As she got closer, she ceased her pathetic activity, instead holding her cane out, dragon end to her, blade end to the others neck.

{♥} Now, is there a reason that you have come to visit your king? Is there a reason that it was necassary to interrupt my duties as ruler? Is there a reason that you thought you could simply come to me and speak to me yourself? Because my word, are you wrong.

She circled around them for a while, much like a shark after their prey. But alas, this metaphor, was barely a metaphor at all. She stopped to a halt behind their back, and in one sudden and slick movement, she was once again holding the cane to their neck. After sliding a very faint scratch across the front of the neck, she spoke once again. This time her tone was a little darker, and her voice a little lower.