Foolery

[md_donighal]

The man in the gray suit steps onto the karaoke stage and picks up the mic. "Homo sapiens novus, I sense your frustration, I know your worth, and I shall begin! Here we go!

♫ Excalibur, Excalibur
From a United K, I'm looking for him, I'm going to California... ♫"

Strong Bad gives this performance a look that only a lungfish could imitate. "What. The. Crap."

"He felt guilty about not doing anything for N-Day, so he let me suggest the penalty."

"You'd think he'd know better than to set himself up like that, hyuk, hyuk..."

[One mun, five pups, tag anyone.]

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[ringo_to_omoshiro]

Anyone who knows Ryûk at all would have their mind thoroughly blown — seriously, it would blast the glooschleenkon right out the top of their cerebellum — to see how he reacts to the entity's attention.

He swoops down from the rafters, lands at the being's feet... and bows to him. Really.

[buh_bye]

Death laughed and he placed a hand on the Shinigami's head, in the attitude of a priest blessing one in his parish.

"My dear Ryuk, are you hungry?" He indicated that the Shinigami should sit on a vacant chair next to him.

Ryuk might be able to see the true form and avatar sitting I the seat at the same time. Death's true form being impossibly big to fit in such a small space.