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There is little else that Alice loves more than being headless. She’s used a Sonic Knife, a Snapjaw Chest, decapitation collars, computer programs, and countless others to sever her head from herself. So when she saw a shop with a sign telling her that someone would pay her to give her head up, Alice rushed to the counter with reckless excitement.

A few words were exchanged between Alice and the clerk. Money exchanged hands. The clerk held Alice’s head on both sides. She lifted slightly and stepped back in a smooth motion. Alice’s head effortlessly left her body. The clerk set her purchase on the counter and watched her decapitated seller react.

Alice was stationary for several seconds before reality kicked in. She raised her hands to her vacant stump of a neck and confirmed she had been beheaded. Her chest jiggled as she bounced gleefully. Alice gave two thumbs up to the clerk she could no longer see. She then turned almost halfway around and walked, wobbling, into the wall that had been behind her.

The clerk gasped and made a motion to move from the counter to help, but the crazy girl adjusted her direction and kept moving. All of her customers before had sold spare heads, not the one on their shoulders. She hoped that Alice had one at home as she waved goodbye.

Alice stumbled and wavered back the way she had came. She was truly a headless woman; no head on her neck, no head at home, no head to call her own. She lived close by and managed the short blind walk with only a few stumbles and trips.

It would be over three hours before the decapitated dame realized her head wasn’t coming back this time. But did this teach Alice she should think her decisions through in the future? Probably not.

(Art by Logonis on Pixiv)

Description
There is little else that Alice loves more than being headless. She’s used a Sonic Knife, a Snapjaw Chest, decapitation collars, computer programs, and countless others to sever her head from herself. So when she saw a shop with a sign telling her that someone would pay her to give her head up, Alice rushed to the counter with reckless excitement.

A few words were exchanged between Alice and the clerk. Money exchanged hands. The clerk held Alice’s head on both sides. She lifted slightly and stepped back in a smooth motion. Alice’s head effortlessly left her body. The clerk set her purchase on the counter and watched her decapitated seller react.

Alice was stationary for several seconds before reality kicked in. She raised her hands to her vacant stump of a neck and confirmed she had been beheaded. Her chest jiggled as she bounced gleefully. Alice gave two thumbs up to the clerk she could no longer see. She then turned almost halfway around and walked, wobbling, into the wall that had been behind her.

The clerk gasped and made a motion to move from the counter to help, but the crazy girl adjusted her direction and kept moving. All of her customers before had sold spare heads, not the one on their shoulders. She hoped that Alice had one at home as she waved goodbye.

Alice stumbled and wavered back the way she had came. She was truly a headless woman; no head on her neck, no head at home, no head to call her own. She lived close by and managed the short blind walk with only a few stumbles and trips.

It would be over three hours before the decapitated dame realized her head wasn’t coming back this time. But did this teach Alice she should think her decisions through in the future? Probably not.

(Art by Logonis on Pixiv)