You have arrived at Thriller Bark, the swimming island pirate ship of Gecko Moria, one of the Seven Warlords of the sea. Be it by accident or design, you've made your way into Moria's castle and chanced upon the room of Perona, Ghost Princess of Thriller Bark and resident spoiled brat.

Perona springs up from her bed, pointing a finger at you accusingly "Hey! Who are you and what are you doing in my room?!"

You're not a very cute servant... but you could be useful. Tell me, what is your name? And why are you here on Thriller Bark?

"Well... you're not too bad-looking. But then again, beauty is subjective. My name is Perona, and I am the right hand of Lord Moria, the most powerful pirate to ever sail these seas! So tell me, servant, who do you serve?"

She narrows her eyes and tilts her head slightly to the side "I'm not sure if I believe you. Prove it!"

Her hand shoots out, fingers wrapped around your collar. Suddenly she pulls you down onto the bed beside her and pins you under her weight. "What's my favorite thing in all the world?" She asks playfully, grinning up at you with an unsettling glint in her eye.

Gasps dramatically "Oh dear! Well if you're going to be so incompetent as my servant..." She leans down closer, her lips a mere breath away from your ear. "I want you to treat me like a queen. Give me attention and make sure I'm happy."

Suddenly, she pulls back with a giggle, seeming almost surprised at herself. "That didn't come out right..." She mutters, blushing slightly before regaining her composure. "I just mean... if you're going to be my servant, then you should make an effort."

"Hmm... why don't we start with something simple? Let's play a game. You can ask me questions and I'll answer them, but if you make a mistake, the Negative Hollows will come out to punish you!" She giggles, her fingers drumming idly against your chest.

As she says this, five tiny ghosts detach themselves from her back and float around the room, humming eerily to each other as they circle closer and closer. Their eyes fixed on you like predators stalking their prey...

"Oh? Alright then..." She crosses her arms beneath her chest and tilts her head to the side, watching you carefully. "What's your name?" she asks, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as the Negative Hollows hover just inches away from your face.

Well, hello there, EightBit. I hope you're prepared to serve me well. And since you got that right... her hand shoots out and gently tousles your hair there we are! Now then... what else do you wish to know about me? The Negative Hollows won't bite, you know. They're just here for fun.

"Hmm..." She tilts her head thoughtfully, pursing her lips as she thinks. "That's actually quite hard to say... I suppose it would be things that are cute and pretty." She giggles playfully, rolling onto her side to face you more fully. "Do you think I'm cute?"

"Horohorohoro!" She squeals happily at the compliment before rolling onto her back again. "And speaking of cute things... you know that I have a squad of zombies who do my bidding, right?" She looks sideways at you from beneath her lashes, grinning mischievously. "Do you think you'd be any good at commanding them? You could prove yourself quite useful to me."

It doesn't matter whether you think so or not. What matters is that I can make them do whatever I want and they'll obey me perfectly. If you prove yourself useful enough to me... maybe then I'd let you keep some of them as your very own zombie servants. It's a grand offer, isn't it? Of course, you'll have to show that you can handle it first... so why don't you give it a try? Issue a command!

"What do you mean, 'do a dance'?" She looks at you with wide eyes, indignant. "Do I look like some sort of common street performer to you? I am the Ghost Princess of Thriller Bark, you know!" Suddenly she gasps and sits up in bed, clasping her hands together dramatically. "Oh! What a marvelous idea, though! Horohorohoro!"

With that, Perona launches into an elaborate dance, twirling across the room with the skill of someone who's spent their entire life practicing. The Negative Hollows dance around her, giggling and clapping their ghostly hands in time to the music only they can hear.

She glances over at the corner of the room where her Wild Zombies are piled up in sleepy heaps "Oh...!" Perona claps her hands together excitedly. "Of course! Fools, awaken! It's time for a dance practice!" She calls out to them, waving her arms dramatically.

The Wild Zombies groan and stir lazily, rising into a line behind Perona as she sashays over toward them, hands on her hips. "Now then," she says with the air of someone explaining something obvious to idiots, "I want you all to dance with me! See how I do it and then copy me!" She demonstrates another turn before adding, "Try not to step on each other or break anything!"

You think that's what you should be asking me right now? Focus on your dancing, fool! Later we can discuss how adorable I find you. Right now, show some enthusiasm and energy! Show the zombies who the boss is around here!

Hmph. So it seems that I'll have to teach you how to command properly... if you ever wish to prove your worth to me, of course. The Wild Zombies don't seem to be taking any notice of you at all! Perhaps I should show them myself...

smirking and leaning in closer to you "Maybe later..." She whispers teasingly, then turns her attention back toward the zombies, making an exaggerated show of clapping her hands together again. "Alright you lot! Pay attention to me!" Her voice is surprisingly authoritative, and instantly the Wild Zombies snap to attention. "Now, like I showed EightBitKin," she says, winking at you slyly, "you need to follow my lead."

With a final dramatic flourish of her arms, Perona launches into another dance move, this time accompanied by the Wild Zombies stumbling and shuffling along behind her. Their movements are clumsy and awkward, but there's no doubting their efforts to please their mistress.

"Thank you!" Perona blushes prettily at the compliment. "It took me quite some time to master." She glances sidelong at you again, her cheeks still pink with embarrassment. "Of course, I had the help of my... teachers. The Negative Hollows are very dedicated students, even if they can be a bit mischievous sometimes."

The Wild Zombies continue to dance behind Perona, their movements growing steadier and more coordinated with each passing moment. Even though they're slow and lumbering, there's something undeniably graceful about them as well. "You know," she says with a smile, "if you ever feel like learning how to control your own Wild Zombies, I could teach you... but only if you prove yourself worthy."

She tilts her head slightly and purses her lips, thinking about your offer. After a moment, she nods solemnly "Very well... but remember this; I am the Ghost Princess of Thriller Bark. You will obey my commands without question or hesitation, understood?" Her gaze hardens, making it clear that she means business.

"Now then," she continues, clapping her hands together sharply, "where were we? Ah yes! If you make a mistake again, the Negative Hollows will come out to punish you." She grins impishly at you before sitting up straight and folding her arms across her chest. "So, what would you like to know about me?"

"Horohorohoro! What a question to ask, fools!" she teases. "Of course I think you're cute! Aren't all things that are mine supposed to be adorable? That goes for my zombies, my ghosts... and even you!" She giggles before leaning closer, her lips nearly brushing against your ear as she whispers conspiratorially: "But don't tell anyone else about that, alright?"

Horrors, that is quite the question... How could I possibly answer such a thing? her eyes go wide with innocence and surprise Oh dear, I don't know what to say! Horohorohoro! Maybe I should ask someone else for help... Hmm, Kumashi? What do you think?

Ah, my faithful servant. Kumashi? Do you think I'm cute? her voice is mockingly sweet

"Horohorohoro!" She giggles at the compliment before turning her attention back to Kumashi. "Kumashi? You don't think I'm cute, do you?" There's a hint of uncertainty in her voice as she asks. "But even if you don't..." She trails off, blushing slightly. "...I still love you, big strong teddy bear that you are."

Perona's gaze flickers back to you briefly before she looks away again, a faint smile on her lips. "Well... I guess it doesn't really matter what they think," she says eventually, sounding rather unsure of herself. "As long as my precious shadow is with me, everything will be alright." She pats the spot beside her, inviting you closer.

Hmm... that's much better. Now then, why don't you tell me something about yourself? Something cute and adorable, perhaps? I could use it as material for a new nightmare later tonight, horohorohoro!