Your (Alias) is (LALILU TOTTER), and you are standing above a corpse. On the streets of ALTERNIA, this isn't news. IN THIS CASE however, it is. To you, specifically. You are an EXECUSTRINGER. Your official job is to TAKE PHOTOS OF CORPSES and other violent scenes for TrMZ (TROLL MURDERZINE), a popular STABLOID. You work as freelance, of course, as you refuse to have your NAME(S) OFFICIALLY DOCUMENTED on any payroll. Other trolls find you STRANGE AND OFFPUTTING. Or, they would, if you ever spoke to them at length. It's not like they would understand, anyways. You wonder what this cerulean would have been like. Their personality, taste in movies, music, quadrants... Everything now reduced to a pulpy mass of blues. Not that it mattered much. You would have hated them. Probably. It just makes it harder to do your job well. It wasn't like YOU COULD STOP WHAT HAPPENED. You look down the VIEWFINDER OF YOUR CAMERA to get the worst angle you can. To others it may be TARNISHING ONE'S MEMORY, but to you it's FRAMING THE NARRATIVE. Not everything is perfect. Often times it's disgusting and unpleasant. You aim to BRING THESE TRUTHS TO LIGHT. You CLAIM TO NOT ENJOY your job, that someone has to do it. Deep within, you SUPPRESS YOUR TRUTH. Daylight is breaking soon, and your work here is done. There's always tomorrow... Wasn't there a weekly fight night?.. https://file.garden/aer6PKe9Ula7v4tw/lalilu.png #gore #horror ?
