DEATH ELEVEN: INSERT PUNE HERE

[likescats]

 [Mayfield! Guess who got their black cloak back and is even more unintentionally creepy then before.

No....not Susan. Death. You can also find him in a few places today.

A. Walking down the street. People there is a giant skeleton dressed in black walking by you. Feel free to stare.

B. Sitting with a tiny kitten on his steps. He seems to be trying

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B

[bread_goes_bip]

[Death raises an eyebrow at the cloak]

You really are a traditionalist.

[likescats]

[Looks over as Rincewind climbs back on top of his hand.]

OF COURSE.

[bread_goes_bip]

[Reaches up to pet Rincewind]

Destiny would be suitably impressed.

[likescats]

DESTINY?

...ONE OF YOUR SIBLINGS?

C

[flameyedhunter]

[Shana walks right up to the skullfaced fellow, and asks him.]

"Who are you? I didn't know you were a teacher?"

[likescats]

[Looking up at her. Have a voice just appearing in your head.]

I AM DEATH. I TEACH HISTORY HERE.

[flameyedhunter]

[Yay another voice in her head, it sounds a bit like Dad (Alastor)]

"Oh, interesting. Do you have a particular title then, Death?"

[likescats]

TITLE? I HAVE QUITE A FEW. WHY?

B

[hontobakabaka]

[Walking down the street, making shalk marks ever so often a small, pale blue haired girl stops and blinks. Then just stares at Death and the cat]

[likescats]

[Death meanwhile is looking at the cat who is perched on his sleeve, staring down in terror at the white surface.]

YOU'VE BEEN RUNNING THROUGH IT FOR DAYS. IT'S ONLY WATER.

COLD WATER. BUT WATER...

[hontobakabaka]

[The girl blinks, and in a quiet and emotionless tone]

"I thought cats don't like water."

[likescats]

[Looks over.]

....THAT'S TRUE. PERHAPS I SHOULDN'T HAVE MENTIONED THAT.

A

[hop_toit_udonge]

-On her porch. Drinkin' tea. Givin' a wave.-

[likescats]

[Odd reaction, but yay, a wave. Have a wave in return.]

[hop_toit_udonge]

-Hey man, people wave at folks all the time. Even if those folks are Death. Not like it weirds Eirin out any.-

[likescats]

[Most people don't wave at him though. They wave their hands while running in the other direction...]

B

[sveariket]

[Stops, watching the kitten.]

[likescats]

[Kitten is staring at the ground in horror from it's perch on Deaths hand. Which is odd considering it's been running around for a month or so.]

[sveariket]

What happened t' 't?

[likescats]

[Glances over.]

A DELAYED REACTION OF SORTS I BELIEVE.