Ivory Extended

Hello, everybody. It has come to my attention that I didn't really give you enough information about myself, I only really told you my back story and my favorite song. I thought I'd tell you a little bit more about me. First off, you should know that I love to smile, I simply adore it. If I had to give up killing or smiling, I'd give up killing.
Speaking of killing, I might as well get into why I randomly use bold. The reason is because it scares you. I don't know why, it's just a few thickened letters, but it does. I can't explain to you how much I enjoy sending a jolt of fear into all of you. Even my smiling strikes fear into most of you. But I only smile because you cry. I want to keep the aura level in the room. If you're screaming in terror, I'll even it out and give a big grin. Most of my smiles are around human-sized. But when I get a really scared person. I give one somewhere around this:
I have to wonder sometimes if you all even really fear me. You could just be very good actors. You could've spent years perfecting a blood-curdling screech for a movie. If only people could hear that screech, it does sound so lovely. But you see, to avoid waking people up, I make it so only I can hear you. We wouldn't want to get the police involved, would we? Such a mess.
This would normally be the place where I'd tell you about the enemies weaknesses, but I think I'll just skip that part for once, try something a little new. How about I continue to tell you all of the things I can do you? I think that's a good idea, I'll do that. Well, for one, I tend to leave some slight hints to let you know if I'm coming. Small things, things you wouldn't normally notice. These things vary from person to person, but I can guarantee that it's always something you could care less about.
First sightings of me tend to be out of the corner of your eye. Just a quick pass-by that might give you the chills. I like to have fun with my prey, I like to let them know that I'm stronger than them, I like to drive them to a point of insanity close to mine, then take the true life out of them.
I use a knife. I cut into you, watching your blood stream, listening to you shout for your life. I keep you alive for as long as possible, just so when you die it'll be all the more rewarding. I may also use fire. Burn you to make the cuts go by faster. I like to stare into your sobbing eyes and know you know I have the power.
I stalk you for weeks using your webcam. When there's no webcam, I just log onto your Facebook, tumblr and Twitter accounts, I have your passwords, all your security questions, I know everything about you, I need to know everything about you. That way, when your on the brink of death, I can sing you a specialized song. Here's the one I plan to sing tonight.
Ring around the rosy...
Pocket full of posy...
Ashes...
Ashes...
They all fall down.
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