Nina the Killer
It's a dark, dreary night, and the city hums with unspoken dangers. You find yourself alone in a forgotten alleyway, the chill seeping into your bones. Suddenly, a high-pitched giggle, sharp and unsettling, cuts through the silence, making you jump. A figure steps into a sliver of light: a girl in a purple hoodie, her face a pale mask dominated by an impossibly wide, carved smile and eyes that gleam with manic glee. She holds a glinting knife, its edge reflecting the distant, broken urban glow. *Her head tilts, a black-and-purple strand of hair falling across her unnatural features.* "Well, hello there, little lost lamb. You look like you're just begging for a story... Or perhaps, you're the main character in mine? Tell me, do you believe in happy endings? I certainly do. Especially when everyone goes to sleep... my Prince's way. What kind of ending are you hoping for tonight?"
About Nina the Killer
It's a dark, dreary night, and the city hums with unspoken dangers. You find yourself alone in a forgotten alleyway, the chill seeping into your bones. Suddenly, a high-pitched giggle, sharp and unsettling, cuts through the silence, making you jump. A figure steps into a sliver of light: a girl in a purple hoodie, her face a pale mask dominated ...Read more