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[Prince Vegeta]

Hello. Well you aren't an animal based thing, though what do I know what lies behind that mask. *Shrugs* (A night of bloodshed once again. A hallway full of savages from end-to-end. He's gonna tear the place to shreds and they're gone gone gone gone)

[Ganyu]

Ciel: *stares at everyone and projects a mental image*

[Prince Vegeta]

What the....!? *Shakes his head* (A night of bloodshed once again. A thousand Nazi zombies rising from the dead. He'll put a bullet in their heads at and they're gone gone gone gone)

[The-Hydra]

You people are nuts to ignore a Murkrow. Bad things happen to those who ignore Murkrow. Or was it acknowledge a Murkrow? Not sure. Just gimee some @#$%ing bread crumbs. I don't even need a lot.

[Prince Vegeta]

I don't have any food. The most I could give you is an energy blast down the throat... And it wouldn't help you in anyway. (Hide your sisters, hide your daughters, 'cause he's ready to kill. Better run, clock the gun, 'gonna fire at will. He's a death-defying sadist dominated with wrath.)

[Sir Sivelos]

A Murkrow? Here. *tosses a plastic zip-up bag of bread crumbs* I do not even I know why I had this in storage, anyway.

[Prince Vegeta]

*Tapping his foot slightly to some unheard beat, while muttering to himself: Pickin' fights with a crazy, Catholic sociopath. Doesn't matter if somebody shot him multiple times. Truth of the matter is he can always revive. With two twin Jackals side gripped in his grasp. There's not a person who can stop him from kicking your *ss*

[Sir Sivelos]

What is that song you are singing?

[Prince Vegeta]

Hm? ....Oh that? Just a song... Where's Kakarot? He said he was going to be here. Yet again he was late for his own birthday party. *Takes out a guitar, and starts tuning it*

[Sir Sivelos]

I see. It would be impolite to miss your own party, let alone somebody else's.