She excitedly issued instructions to her servant as he fought. Her mouth made strange sounds like magical incantations, seemingly concealing an evil soundtrack from another world. The solidified, esterified substance covering her body rose and fell with her tones, while the sound of dust being stirred came from her rotting flesh. In the faint light available to humanity, the refracted stars took on an uncanny appearance.
She wasn't some kind of monster. She was just a trainer engaged in a Pokemon battle...
"One more follower for the cult."
"Could you stop making people sound like evil gods?"
PS: No bookmarks... Tragic!
PS2: No romance.
