How many times have she spilled blood for her people, how many bones have she broken on her own or others to gain favor with her Entity, the one who not too long ago she called a mother or rather lord in her case. No more she thought to herself no more will she work for that Entity she had grown stronger then she was before being a killer and now she had to make sure she got one person out with her.
But she knew Entity wonโt let her and Saki go free in fact she wonders at times if she would ever be free of her job as a killer. Entity had to have known sooner or later Junko would grow into an Entity , maybe not a powerful one but still an Entity nevertheless. But she didnโt have time to ask foolish questions or to question the faith she made. A plan must be put into action and she just hoped her years of training would be put to good use this one final time.
Wine Aunt was her earned name of course due to her love of fine wine and her drunken state as such but she knew it was a foolish name. It hid the truth of her powers and how clever she can be if she puts her mind to something. Junko knew even when drunk she was still deadly with her revolver, fist, or eldritch powers and Junko would rather keep those powers away. She knew where the Entity had her โstills' if one could call it that as the machines were foreign even to the likes of Junko but she knew one thing about it. Itโs where Entity puts the ingredients into and Junko placing her bag down would open it to see a large batch of chemicals and rare fruits that should hide the taste. The chemicals, if done right, should simply make the Entity fall asleep for a long while Junko rummages through the Entity office, hopefully finding her way to freedom.
She did this many times before putting on her almost robotic like personality, praising her Entity at times, and keeping pouring her more glasses of wine as she worked away. However something seemed to feel a bit off as she poured her the drugged wine almost as if Entity knew she was being drugged but kept drinking it. However those fears would be put to rest once Entity went off to seemingly cause drunken chaos for any poor soul that crossed her path. Junko would pretend to follow close behind but once she was out of ear shot she quickly turned back towards the office to finish this.
Spinning bookshelves forever adding in new tidbits of lore and ideas of possible killers, areas, powers and more. Art of long forgotten worlds and cultures hang on the wall as in the middle was the desk that held it all. She knew the codes and locks almost like the back of her hand so she was able to open it up but the issue was finding the right documents. So many documents littered the drawers each for a different killer or survivor that could either be freed from this world or sent to the void but she knew it wouldnโt be a wise idea to free the other survivors all possible riddled with mental issues or worse a love of this game and if she freed the killers how many good people will die because of it. She just needed her own and her mothers soon found them hiding deep in it. She would pull them out quickly reading through it to make sure all was correct but she would notice that her mother's file seemed to be showing signs of change with each kill she endured. Entity has been changing her? That wasnโt part of the deal but ready more this was recentโฆ.really recent to about the time Entity started drinking today.
Entity was a fan of gunslingers and such being one of the best Junko has seen and like many before who challenged her Entity shot her down before Junko could even throw her blade.
To die wasnโt anything new but she feared what would happen when she woke up. If she would wake up at all.
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