Through the more desolate areas of the undernet, a voice could be heard happily singing. It was odd for such a chipper voice to be heard in the undernet, given the nature of the place. Yet nobody seemed to bother the owner of this voice.
"Walking through the undernet, wanting for something to stab~ And when I find this who or what, the day will not be drab~ So once I find a place for my blade, a great day this will be~ Because my blade will sing and cut, and make them bleed for me~"
As the voice grows closer, a girl can be seen, pink of hair, and with a knife in her left hand. She sings, and giggles as she skips through the undernet, determined to hunt down something or someone, and make her day all the merrier.
Post by Nightshade on Mar 28, 2018 13:39:13 GMT -8
A commercial navi model just walks around on the other side of the net road, sporting a deep purple catsuit, purple armor...boots...everything was purple. It looked like he was yet another of those Dark Power addicts running around trying to find yet another DarkChip to jam into their decaying system. Or, at least, that's what it looked like at first glance.
There were navis like that. All the navis whose body couldn't become one with DarkPower. They couldn't become Darkloids and were just left alone until their own bodies simply decayed and disintegrated into nothing.
The navi proceeded at a low pace, staring at the ground.
Warrior: Heyo. She sure is, more than ever I might add. I'mm'a hit you up on discord in a bit to discuss some things, just giving you a heads up ahead of time when you get the random friend request for that lol
Dec 1, 2019 17:54:41 GMT -8