002 ☣ [Video]

[burn_all_the_babies]

[Dust settles in little crop circles around the floor where Tina slowly skipped around, kicking at the mess in idle motion. She'd spent quite a deal of time here being gray, like no, literally gray. It was like she'd been frozen in time, from emotions, color and desires. But now? Now Tina was back, only she didn't seem as lively as she normally is.

Her skipping seems forced, like she's a rag doll being dangled about on a string, even the song that left her lips as breaking up on an unsteady voice.]

I'm suddenly sad~ ... And I don't know why~♪

[Sighing, Tina flopped to the floor, her bracelet catching the mess she'd made in what used to be her room. She's been tampering with home made explosives (sorry if you're a neighbor of hers, er whoops.) Licking at the dust and making it froth up in her mouth, maybe pretending to be a zombie would cheer her up?]

Ugh, it's no fun blowing myself up. If my big brudda was here, he'd let me bite 'em and then we could run around all like snap son, dems be some badass zombies yo! Kill'em with fire!! Sigh~

[What? Psychopathic little girls can miss people and get homesick too, you know.]