There was this little fishing village on the base of an island, their main catch was Octopus. A little girl the age of 8 was with her mother learning to prepare the octopus that was caught. The ink ran black upon her arms with every slice.

A year later a militia invaded the island, refusing the hospitality offered by the natives, gunned them down. Two men of the militia invaded the little girl and her mothers home. They take the girl and mother and all of her family and friends captive.

They hand the girl a cleaver and force her to cut up her fellow natives. They force her to laugh while doing it, beating her for every second she didn't let a small chuckle out. Forced into amputating and killing her barely breathing family and friends, forced to laugh as she did so. The crimson fluids fallen over her face and arms reminded her of the black ink of the octopus she used to prepare with her beloved family.

Her mind shattered shambles..a new persona was born. Recreated into a maddening lifestyle of laughter, screams, rage, cries.. Unable to stop laughing...she approached the sleeping militia men...and one by one killed them all in their sleep silently giggling.

For it was all she knew. IT was all she could remember.


(thanks for reading. the piece is based of one of my favorite game characters "The Laughing Octopus" from "Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns Of The Patriots")