@miracledestroyer
sop ii stares at her pathetic gun, then stares at the vast expanse of water in front of her. she leans against the wooden fence, bored out of her mind.
bored.
so bored.
so damn bored.
“i’m bored!” she yells loudly into the loud sea. the wind isn’t too strong, but her screams go mostly unnoticed as others enjoy the warm, breezy beach that is in front of her. “where are the monsters?!” she says loudly, looking around at the peaceful scene.
her apartment should be nearby, according to the little device, but what was the point besides a quick recharge? there is nothing to do there, much like how there’s not much to do here. what are you supposed to do, enjoy the water? go to that place filled with these... tall mechanisms that people seem to want to go on? walk in circles?
but, what else can she do? things... changed. things actually look good. she is programmed to be a brutal killer, but... maybe she should do something else, for once.
she stands there for a moment, debating if she should continue trying to find some monsters to kill... or just let herself go here, try to enjoy something.
fine, fine! she’ll enjoy herself. curse this world for suddenly fixing itself!
“bored!” she says, as she hops the fence, heading to the water. she bends down when she’s close, running her hands against the wet sand. she squeezes the sand into a ball, letting some fall between her fingers into the water.
“what am i supposed to do with this?” sop ii asks herself, before throwing the wet sand randomly.