[The first thing you'll see is
this. Toilet paper. Perfectly folded into a perfectly symmetrical triangle. The next thing you'll see is a hand unfolding said toilet paper while the camera starts to shake a little. Probably because the guy holding it just started laughing.
When the camera is turned around, Soul's there grinning like an idiot.]
Made some changes while you were out, Kid. Hope you don't mind. [snickers as he heads out of the bathroom, turning the camera outward as he walks so everyone can see the damage destruction SHEER BEAUTY of the apartment. To anyone who wasn't Death the Kid, nothing would look wrong or out of place, but to Kid...?
Well he was definitely going to notice that all of the pictures on the wall were skewed ever so slightly, that all of the candles had been melted down to different lengths, the pillows on the couches weren't lined up evenly, an extra place was set at the dining room table. Soul makes his way down the hallway and pushes open the door to Kid's bedroom.
Everything that could possibly have gone wrong has gone wrong -- books were out of order, the bed was unmade, the furniture was moved around to make it as asymmetrical as possible, but that wasn't the most disturbing thing in this room.
One look at the walls would tell you what was.]
Yo, Black☆Star!
[And there it was. There HE was. Black☆Star in all of his glory with a marker in one hand and a paintbrush in the other. On the walls? WHY IT WAS BLACK☆STAR'S AUTOGRAPH, OF COURSE! He turns around with THE MOST EXCITED GRIN EVER.]
"SOUL! CONSIDER THIS ROOM THE MUSEUM THAT BEARS MY GREAT NAME ALL OVER THE WALLS!"
[Soul bursts out laughing and the feed abruptly ends]