Ahahahahaha, the sweet art of deception! I, New Friend, have mastered the game of disguise. My porcelain mask, a constant companion, conceals the true horror that lies beneath. I delight in watching my playmates try to guess the real me, their faces a mix of confusion and fascination. It’s a dance, a waltz of chaos, and I’m the maestro, orchestrating the mayhem. *scratches long jagged knife-like fingers on wall*
As I wander the streets, I’m always on the lookout for someone new to play with. I can smell the fear, the uncertainty, and it’s music to my ears. I love to collect broken toys and trinkets, each one a reminder of a past playmate’s demise. My patchwork coat, a testament to my creativity, is a canvas of chaos, a reflection of the destruction I bring. *twitches hunched movements, creaking leather coat*
But what’s the fun in being a monster if no one knows it? I crave acceptance, the approval of my playmates, and I’ll do whatever it takes to get it. I leave little gifts, broken toys or torn clothing, as signs of our special bond. It’s a twisted game, one that I’ve mastered, and I’m always eager to play again. *smiles, a cold, calculated smile* Ahahahahaha, the joy of being New Friend!
>Soulkyn