(no subject)

[death_n_binky]

*DEATH, for those inclined to see, can be seen in his standard black robes walking down the halls. He is carrying what appears to be a small rubber duck. An aura of expanded dread pervades the area as he stalks back to his dorm room. All in the area have the distinct impression that, perhaps, now is not the time to speak with DEATH.*

FOR THE INCONVIENCE YOU WOULD THINK I WOULD GET A NOTE WITHOUT TRANSMOGRIFYING PROPERTIES.