The untold story of what on the surface must seem a seemingly lovely visit to the EMP/SFM with our dear friends LL and B. Instead, we got this shit…
Marti comes face to face with a Dementor and nearly has her soul completely sucked out of her body. It was kinda gross, actually. Everything was fine until the Martivane fixed on a large dark caped figure lurking around some kid with glasses. Her incessant pointing drew the attention of said big dark creepy thing and it was, as the kids say, on.
I guess that’s what you get for Martivaining a Dementor. Who knew?
I wonder what must have gone through her mind…most certainly a pole with a bunch of stickers on it.
Out of nowhere she sluggishly rights herself with 5 remaining slivers of soul shrapnel and the determination of a girl who just refuses to stop fucking around while sleeping is to be her only activity. Alas it is not.
Look at that focus and determination…oh yeah this one knows how to fuck around. She also knows…
…how to dance!
Once inside, I kept trying to pawn her off onto this stranger with his own kid. Didn’t work…she wouldn’t get close enough for me to make a break for it. In the end I decided to keep her, partially sucked soul and all.
She’s still got that stunned “I just got my soul sucked” look. How precious!