Bringing Out The Worst In You

[thedemononyourshoulder]

Anyone within earshot could hear a loud yelp coming from the square, and then a loud splash. The red-skinned woman dragged herself out of the fountain, her already tight leather jacket sticking to her even more.

"The hell is this? I guess it's better than the stupid stone box they kept me in before I guess but... now I'm all wet..."

She noticed a few eyes on her, most everyone else just treating this like an every day thing.

"I hate how much trouble I can get in sometimes... hmmmm...."

Her eyes lit up, a mischievous grin crossing her lips as she got an idea.

"So what do you hate most about yourself? Bet it's not as bad as you think."

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[thedemononyourshoulder]

She leaned in closer, positively giddy.

"Wish I could be so lucky, able to control people like that... Sounds like one hell of a good time if you ask me. You get to have all the fun and just leave them to pick up the pieces when you're done... if that's even a thing... is it? Now that you've got that body on lease, can you just... I don't know... ditch it when you get bored?"

All the fun ways she could abuse this kind of power danced around in her head, none of them good, I assure you.

[tieflingtarot]

"Nah it's just me in here now. But honestly I'm pretty fond of this look, got everything the way I like it and all." Molly is quite content to keep bullshitting like this was all planned and on purpose. And he's got the feeling that this stranger would definitely not be very Nice with that kind of ability. For the best it seems out of her reach then!

[thedemononyourshoulder]

She chuckled a bit, shrugging.

"But that begs the question, where's the old inhabitant of that body of yours then, if not dead?"