Oh my.
[Sorry folks, it seems the screen is completely black for a while, the sound of fabric shifting there, along with something snapping and crunching.]
I thought I'd misplaced this, who would have thought I'd left it in a pocket that didn't belong to me! [Oh, that same creepily amused purr of a tone.] Ah, at least I still had some entertainment at home~
[THERE'S A LIGHT!
.. And Undertaker sitting inside of a wardrobe, which he just opened the door of, practically giggling at himself. There's an urn rested upon his lap, the lid ajar, filled with biscuits. Bone shaped biscuits, which he is munching away on happily.
Don't mind the colorful, and long,
scarf wrapped around his neck. There wasn't much to use of one color, so he combined a few.]
Interesting lit~tle event, this one.
(OOC: I have no idea if he's affected or not, seriously. /flop)