Post by Jacklyn Seras (Abrikia Dabri) on Apr 14, 2017 20:04:02 GMT
Flying in the desert far from but headed toward the city of ginger town Jacklyn was slowly destroying everything in sight. Lost to her blood-lust she was at the moment fully consumed by her murderess state of mind. In illness she fight's everyday at any point in time she get upset in a angry sort of way. Having lost her inner battle to stay sane there is no humanity left in the pink and normally bubbly cheerful majin. No regret, no remorse, no moral and no mercy at all for anyone or anything caught in her line of sight. Only those strong then her had any chance was stopping her in her destructive rampage. Her aura of blood-lust seething out of her could be felt be anyone how could since ki. Small dark purple ki blast that was on par with her physical prowess where constantly being released at anything that moved even the sand blowing in the wind. Small explosions scorching or killing all the wildlife (mainly scorpions sometime beetles) in her path.
To make a angel cry is make heaven weep. To make a demon cry is to gain hell's fury.