Emergency Call
By: Aviantei
The modern version of death
wears a hoodie and a bandana,
baggy pants belying the threat
of a Reaper free to rumble.
They exist along the spectrum
of voices: bass, tenor, baritone
—all ready to defend the Underground,
to repeat the sermon of another,
calling for unification, skeletal
wings spread in this Emergency Call.
[Author's Notes]
Can't go anywhere in Shibuya without some Reapers trying to kick your ass. I think the Baritone design is my favorite.
Thanks to She Who Loves Pineapples once more for taking the time to drop off a review!
-Avi
[03.23.2020]