Too Bad To Be Good

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[attr="class","sensestextbox"] Karma is going to have the time of her life since she has just received clearance to do whatever she wants. After the war, Karma has killed many times over, especially humans and angels, but that’s all in service for her Lord Lucifer, but now she wants to do it for fun with her Puddin’. The love she has for Jerome goes far and wide, she will do anything for him and she does mean anything. Jerome was the reason why Karma was so messed up, he played with her mind, slowly turning her into a psychopath, and eventually he succeeded. Karma’s mind is beyond help, she is too far gone, and Jerome corrupted everything about Karma making him his equal, his Queen.

The demon stood on the side walk of a busy street as she was lost in thought. Memories of Jerome came rolling in and she was reminiscing the swell times she had with her man, she just wishes things could go back to what they used to be. Killing people on the regular, on top of the world with her King, and just about did anything and everything she pleased without worrying someone was going to blow her head off.

How do you control someone who was too much of a wildcard? Karma has no problem getting bloody, hell she learned from the best serial killer, being her Puddin’. Killing was never an issue for Karma, she would do it willingly, freely, and without a care in a world, whether it was a man or woman. She would say she has no preference and she goes both ways, at least going towards killing. Karmena Queenzel is a complete psychopath.

The demon wore her platinum hair in a ponytail, usually she would doll herself up in her clown like colors, but she loves to the shock on peoples’ faces when they thought they were safe. A bummer, but Karma complied telling them they had nothing to worry about. Karma spoke cheerfully, “Im gonna be a good girl, they’ll see. They’re gonna’ believe me and Im not gonna mess it up.” Karma said as she continued walking, although she froze when a man dressed in all black appeared in front of her with a gun pointed directly at her.

The asswhole yelled at her, “Give me the money!” Karma placed her hands up, feigning her shock, “Oh no! Don’t shoot, don’t shoot!” The Thief continued, “Give me your damn money,” Karma was about to continue her charade but she couldn’t hold back her laughter as she chuckled at the thief with her hands still in the air. The Thief looked at her with confused eyes, before yelled at her again, “What the hell is so funny lady? You crazy or something?”

Karma stopped laughing and her expression went from cheerful to cold in less than a second, “Don’t call me crazy….. Im not crazy…” The thief continued pointing the gun at Karma, “You’re right, you aren’t crazy, you are fucking psycho.” Almost immediately, Karma used her demon speed to take the gun out of the human’s hand, then pointed it at him, before taking a headshot. The body dropped after catching the bullet and Karma peered over the dead human, before nudging him with her foot, “Oh my gosh he moved!” She then shot him a couple more times, before touching again and when she was satisfied she placed the gun in her purse.

Karma placed her hands on her hips as she snapped, “WHEN I FINALLY TRY TO DO SOMETHIN’ GOOD, THEY ALWAYS DRAGGIN' ME BACK IN! BUT I AIN'T GOIN' BACK TO THA SLUMS CHUMP!” Karma said as she screamed at the dead human, “WHY COULDN’T YA GET A DECENT JOB OR SOMETHIN’, YA LOSER!” Karma rolled her eyes, before stepping over the human and continued on her way. “The decency people have nowa’ days is astonishin' and they callin’ me tha crazy one.”