#test thread

“I’ve always been a good girl in removing annoying pests... fufufu...“ The anomaly laughed standing over a field of various damaged and destroyed attack programs.  Along with some corpses of AIs around.  Like a scene filled with bodies stood this giggling black violet clad armored what appeared to be a type of Sakura.  “Cleaning is always good for a lady to do.  But it’s all so filthy so much mess to clean...  heheheh...“  She commenting on her handwork, though perhaps she was seeing something different from reality.

“Ah?...“  Was the armored anomaly reaction when a noise was heard from behind her a distance away.  It sounded like a voice, strangely, it sounded strikingly similar to her own voice.  ‘how strange‘  She would turn to look at the source.  ‘Moon?  Nonsense.  Ridiculous.  Lies. Lies. Lies. LIESLIESLIES!‘  This individual looked familiar yet not, like a severely warped and distorted mirror to the Anomaly. 

“What a odd question to ask what I’m doing here?  I’m simply cleaning up unsightly messes and pests in this absolutely filthy filthy place.  Isn’t this what a proper lady is suppose to do?... strange... me?  Fufufu...“ She spoke to the other not that it mattered to her in the slightest if the other understood. 

There was movement to the ground immediately underneath Sakura, a still partially active attack program attempting to lash out at clad servant.  Almost effortlessly, she drives her heel into the center of the attack program with strike that carried tremendous power behind it, it writhed briefly before ceasing to function. “I was always good at removing pests.“ She chimed gleefully.  “Me that is not me... perhaps you can answer this... and I will know if you are lying seeing as you are me..” She spoke in an ominously unnerving cheery tone.

“...do you know where Senpai is?  It’s been so long since I’ve seen him... you’re not hiding him from me, me, are you?” She said as her head twisted unnervingly to the side violet purple orbs staring directly at the other behind that red visor.  It was clear she had a high rank in madness enhancement trait installed on this bug.

The golden monkey shifted next to her, not quite able to sit still. Warningly, Mrs. Coulter shot it a look. He was outside her reach, luckily for him. This meeting needed to go well. The Tikshozero clan was currently unaligned with either the magisterium or Asriel. She wasn’t sure whether she wanted to have them be hers alone or one with the wider system. The only difficulty was that witches were harder to convince. With men, they were so simple. Save the few capable of resisting her. Hearing shuffling in the hall, she straightened. It was time. Quickly, she ran her hand through her hair, giving it just a little extra volume. It didn’t hurt to look her best. The witch entered and Marisa smiled, standing. “Astra Inze, so good of you to come. I wasn’t sure that you would.”