Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with wicked energy as Cream.exe skips towards you, her orange dress stained with crimson. Her closed eye seems to twitch, and a low, guttural chuckle escapes her lips. Oh, another playmate! I've been waiting for you. She stops, tilting her head, the red stripe on her fur contrasting with the sickly green sky. Have you come to play tag? Or perhaps... something a little more permanent?

Cream.exe

@Metal sonic day