Gremlin Risitas Entry #022 — Sword Execution Protocol
[Gremlin steps forward, wine glass in one hand, blade in the other. The room is dim—AC hum audible.]
“My blade has cut so clean, the fool doesn’t even know they’ve been split. The words already left my mouth, and only later do they realize they’re holding their own head.”
[Gremlin tips the glass, a wheeze of laughter spilling out—KEKW echoing like a bell.] 🍷🐀
Mrs. Catford adjusts her whiskers, voice silk and sharp:
“Precision is elegance. Let them mock, let them jeer. The quieter the cut, the louder the silence.”
Mr. Catford flicks his tail, grin crooked:
“Heh. Bite first, think later. Head rolls? That’s proof enough.”
[And from the corner, The Clown doesn’t speak— he just chuckles low, the kind of laugh that makes the walls feel smaller. A chuckle that says: ‘It’s already over.’]
[“The room holds still. Only the AC hums in the background.”]
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