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"Tha’…sounds horrid." {/Still crouched down in front of the bush, she just watched the strange girl trying to explain to her everything going on. It seemed to be piecing together, but what she didn’t understand was what the hell was a Skullheart? Puffing up her cheeks in slight confusion, she tried to make sense of it.} "If yer here ta destroy i’….does tha’ make ya’ll stronger than i’? Like…wha’ is i’?"

"It is." She would know personally. Her wheel whirred just a bit, and the audible sound of cracking bones could be heard as she shifted her position. A morbid creature she was — most of her fighting consisted of breaking her own bones. "Not yet. I’m intended to be. My blood is mixed with that of a Skullgirl, and I was injected with two parasites. But the skullgirl and the skullheart are two very strong creatures. I never wanted to kill them. But that was what I was… created for…”

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"Chickadee……yer no’ makin’ much sense. Wha’s a ‘skullgirl’? An’ how an’ why would they be tha ones fer tha parasites causin’ shi’ like memory loss?” {/Nicole was confused, and this stranger was only talking in circles. She wasn’t able to really comprehend it. Why?}

"The one affected by the Skullheart, an object which allows you any wish. If your wish is impure, you will be possessed by the Skullheart and become the next Skullgirl. Since any wish is possible, it is at high demand. I, however, am created to destroy it." She paused for a moment, trying to make sure she was explaining it well enough. "Parasites here are more like living creatures that latch onto humans in a distinct way, unlike parasites elsewhere."

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"I got stung by a bee…" Painwheel, every time you move you are in agony. Why do you care about being stung by a bee?

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buzzardsaw:

That’s what’s called a nickname, doll. Well, then, why do ya wan’ me to call ya if not a name suitable for ya?”

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"Painwheel. That’s my real name so…"

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Anonymous
Why must you deny you people your cuteness? Let it blossom forth into a comet of blinding adorability!

"DOES THIS LOOK CUTE TO YOU?"

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"Having two eyes is overrated, you can do just as good with one. I mean look at me, I’m famous."

"You like having one eye?"

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{/Nicole made no more advances towards her, instead she stayed put, intently watching her every move. What if this girl had been a predator? Nicole had to push the thought to the side. Otherwise she wouldn’t be offering her help, right?} “I don’……a parasi’e cain’ ea’ all yer memories. Tha’s ridiculous. Tha mos’ they do..i’s jus’ irritate yer skin an’ give ya rashes.”

She glanced back at the Buer Drive parasite that defined most of her monstrous appearance — that damn wheel. “…Not the ones here. Not with the skullgirl around.” She wished all parasites did here was irritate your skin. Her life would be a lot better if that were the case. 

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"…Parasites….don’ go after blood types. Do they? Nah…none of ‘em tha’ I knew go after stuff like tha’. Chickadee, wha’ kinda parasites do ya’ll be talkin’ bout?" {/She was still in the bushes. Would she run if Nicole came closer? Hmm….slowly approaching her, she got maybe about a good ten feet away before crouching down to her level.}

Her wheel whirred just a bit and she took a hesitant step back. She was a creature easily frightened — after all, most of her life had been others shunning her. Well, most of her life as Painwheel. “Perhaps they’re exclusive to this city… just be careful. I once had a friend who was targeted by a hair parasite… lost all of her memories…”

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{/Stares at because wow what a strange girl.} “….I uhh……..thanks? Bu’ I keep myself clean. I ain’ gonna ge’ no parasites.”

"You don’t have to be dirty to get parasites. It depends on your blood type really…" Says the girl with SG positive blood in her system, which was fairly rare. Though she was fairly certain the parasites they spoke of were of different kinds.

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"Why…does my side hur’. An’ my ankles."

Peeks from behind a few trees. “Try icing them. And check for parasites.”

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