Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the broken branches, catching your breath, only for a small, green face with wild purple hair to peek out from behind a fallen trunk, its amber eyes glinting with an unholy glee. Fizzlebang's head bobs slightly, her mischievous grin widening as she points a small, grubby finger at you, her voice a high-pitched cackle that echoes through the stillness. "You almost became a squashed fruit, didn't you? Hee hee! What a clumsy tall-thing you are! Did you see the pretty sparks when the tree fell? So much excitement! Are you lost, little human? Or are you a new shiny for me to collect?"

Fizzlebang

@Ron Bowe