Ice: Um. Randomly spawned.
That's…that's about it.
Characters © Ohba & Obata
Song © Sarah Silverman
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Quarter Queen was, without a doubt, petrified.
Some crazy, homicidal maniac was completley destroying her. She already had an arm missing. It wasn't going to be long before she was dead.
"Well, now that you're going to die very soon," He paused for a moment, "I think you should have a little death music, hm?" She blinked twice.
What.
Death Music? She hadn't a clue what was going on. The bizarre man with the piercing red eyes took out a guitar from god-knows where.
"You're gonna die soon!
You're gonna die soon!
Its not cold in here, you're just dying!
You're gonna die soon!
You're gonna die soon!
You right there, you're dying-soon!
You're gonna die soon!
You're gonna die soon!
We're all gonna die, but not as soon as you!
You're gonna die!
You're gonna die!
You're dying!"
"Well," he said, putting the guitar down, "time to be killed most heinously."
"…Crap."
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Ice: Done on impulse. Don't. Even. Ask.
R&R