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Tiny Tina

World's deadliest thirteen year old!

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by FancyPyro

Description

Impulsive, hyper and completely random, Tiny Tina might just be about the most deranged child one would ever meet. And she isn't a crazy kid like those creepy killer kids or a thousand year vampire with bloodlust... she's an entirely different kind of crazy, the kind where you have a child with mild psychosis and ADHD and decided to pump her up with a limitless supply of sugar.

Tina was once radically different, as she was the precious child of a surprisingly loving couple on the death planet of Pandora... until a bandit known as Flesh-Stick decided to sell out Tina's family out to the morally bankrupt company of Hyperion for testing the effects of the left overs of the mineral, Eridian, the left overs being known as 'slag'. Tina's mother managed to sneak a grenade with the panicked Tina, and urged her to use the grenade to escape. As you can see, Tiny Tina did indeed escape, but her parents had failed to have the same luck she did. The experience had severely traumatized her and is a major contributor for the reason she acts.

Life on Pandora had taught her to no longer fear taking another's life, and she will gladly pop someone's skull if they deserve it. Despite her quirks, she's about the best demolitions expert one will ever meet, a result of tinkering with various explosives found around the death planet. Tina can easily create a destructive bomb out of whatever's handy at the time, making her an incredibly dangerous young girl.

So begins...

Tiny Tina's Story

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"That's only the best way to run things until someone has a bigger gun than you. And living in fear of being killed in your sleep is no way to live," he said, a little louder than normal speaking tone. Maybe it was just the normal level of his voice. "The law exists to keep people safe. The police are just trying to protect others."

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"Hmm... nah, I think I'm safe. Most of the bandits are kinda scared of little ol' me, I think! Might have something to do with me 'sploding most bandits that come near my cave and brutally electrocuting the guy who sold out my parents to death or something. Ahh... still the best tea party ever..." she said, reminiscing.

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"The parents that told you about cops before you came here?" he said, as the cops pulled up out the front of the bar in their squad car. "Alright, looks like they're here. Time to get going kid. Keep your head out of trouble, alright?" He pointed in the direction of the two men that approached in uniform.

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"Alrighty, then! I'll get back to you when I'm QUEEEEEEEEEEEN!" she yelled, running towards the two cops, laughing maniacally, a stick of dynamite falling out of her backpack and dully landing on the floor near Charles.

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"Hey," he said, stooping low to pick up the dynamite and pick it up. He stared at it for a moment, then rapped it against his knuckle. "Cool. Kid, catch your toy." He tossed the dynamite towards the girl, who the two worried-looking cops were about to escort to the squad car.

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The young girl easily caught the dynamite, smiling... before it turned into a look of confusion. "...Toy?" she asked, blinking a few times.

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Charles just waved to see her off before he turned around back to get his beer. He needed to finish his drink and get out of there. There was important stuff to be done!

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Skip! Hop! A-skip and a hop! A certain demolitions expert happily skipped along side the path, humming a song to herself, the sticks of dynamite and pink plush rabbit strapped to her belt bouncing around with every skip. Her time at the orphanage she was sent to was remarkably short. Almost immediately upon arriving at the orphanage, she decided to go through with her plan of becoming queen by launching a grenade into the roof. After that, most everyone was afraid of getting near her, and Tina, being the easily distracted child she was, decided to go away as no one hanging out with her quickly got boring... oh yes, and she ended up being banned from ever entering the orphanage again the moment she left. So now here she was, humming to herself, her mind wondering if she could blow up anything nearby.

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"The itsy bitsy skag went up the water spout! Down came grenades and blew the skag-y out! Out came the burn- BLAH BLAH BLAH SOMETHING DEAD!" the small girl sang, continuing to skip. Apparently, she forgot the words to her own rendition of "Itsy-Bitsy Spider"... but she didn't really mind, she'd remember sooner or later. The demolitions expert continued humming to herself, unaware of the Taguel watching her, the various sticks of dynamite on her belt clacking together as she skipped again.

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"Hmmm?" she spotted something from the side of her eye. "Hellooooooo~ Is someone stalking me?" she called out. "Hellooooo? Maaaaarcooo!"

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"...Oh, there you are!" she shouted, spotting the Taguel jutting out from the dirt. "...Dayyuuum, son! You're pretty big!" the unstable girl announced, gently tapping Phoibe's hind leg with her foot. "Are ya stuck? Are ya? Are ya are ya are ya are ya?"

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"...That's cool! Sooooo you need help or something?" she asked, sitting nearby, smiling a bit. "I can help! But it might involve some 'splosions and there's a 80% chance you would be 'sploded too!"

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"Oooookie dooookie... so how you gonna get outta there?" she asked, tilting her head a bit. Damn... she wanted some 'splosions to happen... but yeah... the Taguel would probably end up getting gibbed by her bombs.

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The girl's head was suddenly jarred free from her thoughts. Oh! She was already free... and then Tina saw what exactly she was talking to... that's a... that's a... "...GIANT BUNNY... holy shit, that's aweeeeeesoooome...!"

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Suddenly, the door of the tavern slammed open, revealing a certain explosives obsessed thirteen year old. "Boom! Back, bitches!" she yelled, skipping over to a nearby table, the various sticks of dynamite strapped to her belt clacking together with every skip she took.

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"Life is too easy...when you had to work for your food, stalk your prey in the dead of night....." She said and turned her head to the kid with dynamite and shook her head gently

"See what I mean?" She said and set her head down on the countertop and proceeded to bang it down over and over and over again

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Daemala frowned at the sight of dynamite. That looked the opposite of good. It was a child, heaven and hell, with the sense to sit itself in the dining area.

"I agree. It's far too easy to fall into corruption while distracted with the world," She slid to get a better view of the waiter as he marched over to take the rambunctious kid's order.

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Driselda just kept banging her head harder and harder on the wood and then laid it down on the wood and sighed as she closed her eyes "What time is it?" She asked her while keeping her head on the countertop

"I should start looking for a place of employment..."

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"Alright, here's what I want, shawty... soda and COOKIES. You do have cookies right? If you do, chocolate chip, NO EXCEPTIONS! If I get a raisin cookie or an oatmeal, I will go back there and blow the demonic forces of raisin cookies off the map! ...Chocolate chip cookies make you big an' strong! All that other stuff about eatin' healthy is just propaganda." the demolitions expert rambled off to the waiter.

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"Hmm... It's half past sunset, I think," Daemala drained her glass.

Over at the table, the waiter ruffled his mustache and peered at the kid. Soda and cookies? That sounded like the opposite of a good idea. Oh dear. Oohhh dear. This child was confused, but... He turned to look at Daemala, who raised a brow in response.

"Soda and cookies it is," He said, turning to march straight backed into the kitchen.

"Jobs are wonderful things to keep one busy," Daemala noted, "You should check out the Piata, there may be some stores looking for professionals,:

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Driselda Lacopt just sighed and set down her coins before vanishing in a puff of red mist and floated out of the Tavern

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"Oh yeeeeeaaaah, this is gonna be sweeeeeeeet." the thirteen year old said, bouncing a bit in her seat, obviously full of energy if it wasn't completely evident before.

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The waiter came back, setting a large soda before the kid with a sigh. Daemala collected the coins and moved to a panel in the back wall. After a code was entered it swung open, she locked the three coins inside to return to Driselda at a later date.

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"Wut wut... I say wut wut, in da butt butt, say WUUUUT." a hyperactive voice sang out nearby... oh wait, it's just Tiny Tina, skipping down the street, singing random lyrics to herself.

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Character Portrait: Namira Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Tiny Tina Character Portrait: Josiah Malton Character Portrait: Isa Melanie Character Portrait: Mikage Abe Character Portrait: Sol Vincent Character Portrait: David Haller
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A sealed envelope appeared on the doorstep of every occupant of Verinotte Hollow It was a formal invitation to the current residents to attend the Ball of Chaos, to be held in Verinotte Hall.

A secondary letter would be included, imploring any and all vampyric creatures to contact the Vankoryth Detente.