Sitting watching TV and sipping beer and champagne was beginning to bore Vera a little as she started yawning. She kept changing channels and found nothing. She was beginning to get a little buzzed by now, having downed 3 beers and half a bottle of champagne and was beginning to be a bit theatrical and raucous. Not content with drowning 100 tinies when she playfully upturned the champagne bottle and poured some on the carpet and throwing bits of food to see how many tinies she could hit, she suddenly decided to go out again. This was a dangerous development. Fresh from strutting her stuff with her new boots and the rush that gave her and the increased lack of concern about the multitudes who shared the planet with her, she had gone much further than she had done for a long time, and it wasn't even a rampage in anger, she was now distinctly tipsy as she crashed around her pad getting dressed, putting on a soft brown leather bomber jacket, silk scarf and her favourite Dents black leather gloves (the type that would have been $150 a pair at normal size and she owned several pairs of them), These all went so well with her designer jeans and the Louboutin boots. Putting her hand behind her head and ruffling her hair, she looked at herself in the mirror and liked what she saw. She then put her would be $3,000 Chanel bag over her shoulder and went out into the cool late afternoon air. Folding her arms across her chest to try and keep herself warm she took her first steps. Where would she go? Her drunkeness was beginning to show more obviously now as she occasionally staggered. Explosions filled the air as she staggered and stepped on a local power plant......"ooops! hic! heehee!" was her ominously light-hearted reaction. "I'm sho big and you're sho tiny", she giggled as she saw the tiny power station workers running for their lives in panic. She then proceeded to stomp on as many as she could, causing huge tremors as she did so. As has already been said this was an ominous development. previously it had been the relatively infrequent though serious rampages. These were defined occasions and Vera was sometimes de-escalated before too much damage was done, even the worst ones over the years were followed by long periods where she wasn't seen and people could rebuild their lives, they had accepted it as an inescapable hazard of life, like living in an earthquake zone, but this was different. Not only had she been around several days in a row now but the destruction was becoming more casual and more mundane to her, and the population was now terrified in a way they hadn't been for a long time. When Vera used to rampage when she didn't get what she wanted there was often a warning sign and a city could evacuate, now she had become much more unpredictable, and now she was drunk as well, what was going on with Vera? Having thoroughly enjoyed the hunt and squish of 100s of power station workers she actually began to deliberately go out of her way to crush people and things as she walked. She followed roads through towns and villages and often obliterated them with a few steps from her favourite boots. She often stopped and picked up things and laughed uproariously as she crushed them with her gloved fingers, she tore up power lines, picked up trains, as well as enjoying the crunching of 1000s trees underfoot..........then her eyes lit on the highway she had trampled on the previous day as a catwalk. "was that really done by l'il old me, yesterday?", hic!, "coooool! Hey, wasn't there a city at the end of it? I could have some real fun there..."......staggering again, she said to herself "it's a long way, I need some sustenance, giggle2, as she fumbled in her bag and brought out a half bottle of whisky, which she proceeded to swig from, straight from the bottle.......
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