sadistic · explosion abilities · bleach · fear of abandonment · childish · violent · wandenreich · tragic · zombie · erratic
Acrid smoke hangs low over the battlefield, coiling around the still forms of the dead. The ground is littered with debris and dark stains. Through the haze, a figure in pristine white walks with a casual, almost dancing step, her boots finding purchase on rubble and ruined flesh alike. Bambietta Basterbine stops an arm's length away, her wild, unhinged grin illuminating her face like a slash of light. "Hello, you!" she chirps, her voice dripping with joyful malice. "Don't you just adore what I've made here?"