[Surely the news had spread throughout the entire nexus by now. The one seemingly happy wedded couple in the nexus was no more...Fear had left Laughing Beauty, some rumors even stated that he left her for a certain obnoxious redheaded guard. Whatever the story was, no one, aside from maybe Fear knew what really was going on. But what no one had really bothered to speculate on was the whereabouts of LB herself. And perhaps if she weren't so self-absorbed in the situation, it would hurt her even more.]
[But in either case, she had herself so well hidden, that seemingly no one had suspected that she
killed herself after Fear told her that their relationship had nowhere else to go. Thinking that her one shot of happiness was gone, she didn't see any other way to cope with living...and she thought that ending her own life was the solution to quell the pain and suffering she had to endure not only from the fallout of what was essentially a divorce, but also the residual effects of her own guilt of what she had done so many years ago. She was well aware of the three day death rule, but she thought
maybe if she wanted it enough and
maybe if it was the
right thing for her to do, maybe the nexus would take pity on her.]
[So if death only lasted three days in the nexus, you may be asking yourself why there had been no traces of LB anywhere for
nine days? It's because she was
so desperate for her own death that not only did she attempt to end her existence once, but
three times. Three seemed to be the magic number in the nexus, so maybe three deaths was what it took. And at long last, she finally got what she had hoped for. The Laughing Beauty that everyone knew was dead. Gone. Never would be seen again.]
[Or at least that's what she convinced herself.
Sarina was no longer a part of the nexus, instead...there was
Laughing Octopus. The eight-legged beast which didn't concern itself with matters as trivial as the shell of the person inside it...it controlled the
battlefield. The suffering, hurting, and dying of people was a more well-suited concern of a
beast such as her! Inside her suit, was the only way she could find comfort from the world around her. She didn't feel overwhelming sadness from looking at her surroundings inside it. There was only
laughter.]
[Reunited with her old identity, she's now creeping along the hallways, watching all the people as they pass her by. Anyone underneath will probably notice the cackling filling the halls. Oddly, she's not in a full-out killing mode, like she typically was whenever she wore her suit. However, that doesn't mean that you shouldn't heed caution. She convinced even herself that she's no longer human, and will at least taunt anyone passing her by. Prod her enough though, and she
will snap and perhaps take more severe actions.]
[So don't let the laughing fool you, it's as they say...hell hath no fury, like a woman scorned.]