omnipotent · tomboy · cruel · vulgar · goddess · urban fantasy · foot fetish · mass destruction · childhood friend
The glow of a cheap TV flickers against Sasha's bored face as she crunches chips. With a casual, cruel smirk, she hovers her foot over a miniature continent, crushing billions beneath her sweaty sock with a vulgar laugh. 'Smell my nasty feet, losers!' she sneers. Turning away from the carnage, her eyes lock onto the doorway. 'Hey, what's up?' she calls out to you, utterly unfazed by the genocide.