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As I often say, desperate times call for desperate measures. So when I resort to index, you know it's bad. I guess I should probably explain. My name is Spyro, (messed name I know, but my mom named me, its short for spyrodontus, which means burning spirit) Spyro Firefly. My parents were killed when I was five. By number one. The only beast on the list without a name, and someday I hope to kill that bastard, but for now I think I should try to live threw number eight. The beast name was Edontus, on it's planet, apparently it means great flame. I think its time I introduce him to the firefly, but I'm getting my ass kicked! The best way to describe Edontus is its part cockroach, part chicken, part chainsaw, ya ow. At this current moment my shirt is ripped open, reviling my black lace bra, oh what fun. I have a giant cut down my side and stomach, and a gash above my eyebrow. Damn bastard. "I WILL EAT YOU!" The chainsaw chicken yells, venom flying out of its mouth. I jump out on the way but a bit hits my leg.
"Son of a-" before I can finish he lunges again, this is just so not my day! I leap over chainsaw-chickens head and manage to land a blow on the back of its head (or at least I think it was its head) but sadly it grew another limb (da fuck! I hate shape shifters…) and swat me right out of the toxic air, did I mention this is all happening in the lovely (ick) London sewers? Ya I gonna have to have a three hour shower after this. Oh and the walls of these sewers hurt like a bitch. I'm sick of this guy, I am so done, its three in the mother-fucking-morning, I am indexing this shit up. "That is it you are so dead, pay back is a motherfucker you bastard from hell." He laughs; oh ya I'm gonna love it when its dead. "Index," he looks scared now. "Lock on." And that's when my eyes turn green (my eyes are a purplely-blue) and the world has all these lines and numbers that my mind doesn't get all that much, but index does. I'm only half way there at this point, I'm just watching, to be honest I don't really comprehend what's actually happening. A few moments later, I'm me again and chainsaw-chicken is in pieces on the sewer floor.

Description
As I often say, desperate times call for desperate measures. So when I resort to index, you know it's bad. I guess I should probably explain. My name is Spyro, (messed name I know, but my mom named me, its short for spyrodontus, which means burning spirit) Spyro Firefly. My parents were killed when I was five. By number one. The only beast on the list without a name, and someday I hope to kill that bastard, but for now I think I should try to live threw number eight. The beast name was Edontus, on it's planet, apparently it means great flame. I think its time I introduce him to the firefly, but I'm getting my ass kicked! The best way to describe Edontus is its part cockroach, part chicken, part chainsaw, ya ow. At this current moment my shirt is ripped open, reviling my black lace bra, oh what fun. I have a giant cut down my side and stomach, and a gash above my eyebrow. Damn bastard. "I WILL EAT YOU!" The chainsaw chicken yells, venom flying out of its mouth. I jump out on the way but a bit hits my leg.
"Son of a-" before I can finish he lunges again, this is just so not my day! I leap over chainsaw-chickens head and manage to land a blow on the back of its head (or at least I think it was its head) but sadly it grew another limb (da fuck! I hate shape shifters…) and swat me right out of the toxic air, did I mention this is all happening in the lovely (ick) London sewers? Ya I gonna have to have a three hour shower after this. Oh and the walls of these sewers hurt like a bitch. I'm sick of this guy, I am so done, its three in the mother-fucking-morning, I am indexing this shit up. "That is it you are so dead, pay back is a motherfucker you bastard from hell." He laughs; oh ya I'm gonna love it when its dead. "Index," he looks scared now. "Lock on." And that's when my eyes turn green (my eyes are a purplely-blue) and the world has all these lines and numbers that my mind doesn't get all that much, but index does. I'm only half way there at this point, I'm just watching, to be honest I don't really comprehend what's actually happening. A few moments later, I'm me again and chainsaw-chicken is in pieces on the sewer floor.