Psycho.
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Last published Tue, Sep 15, 2015
Melody was always good at what she did. Of course others didn't think it was very good of her for doing it. She assumed every body liked a gruesome killer. As she was just that. Her copper colored hair hung down to her sides. The tips a faint red. Her eyes a mixture of emerald green and light gray. They always seemed to reflect something evil even though - In her mind - she was just ridding the world of trash. She was a pyromaniac. Along with being sadistic and psychotic. Nobody could ever predict her and she would damn well kill you if you tried.
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