Dipper turned his head around, right beside him was a giant monster-bat-vampire like thing staring straight at him. I mean...there just wasn't words to describe this thing. 'I can't scream now...so what can I do?!' "H-hello Mr. Zombie." Dipper stammered. "Why're you here? The Mystery Shack is closed for the day."
"Hey kid, just cut the crap, already. I am Shinigami Ryuuku, the owner of the Death note. I think by now you know that notebook isn't a normal notebook."
Dipper fell on the floor and screamed his heart out. "AA-AHHHHHHH!" He clenched his chest as if he was about to have a heart attack him himself.
Ryuuku thought this was a good time to speak up. "If you don't want the Death not-"
Dipper slid the Death note under the chair. "GAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
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Ha! I guess you could say he's fried chicken?! Eh? EH?!"
"Ok that was a good one Mable."
"I KNOW! Well, Waddles ain't gonna bedazzle himself!" Mable turned around and went back upstairs.
'5...4...3...2..1' *slam* 'ok, she's in and Stan's asleep. The only thing I have to do is edit the security cam footage and everything should be fine.' "So tell me, only I can see you right?"
"If anyone touches the notebook then they'll see me but other than that, no." Ryuuk answered.
"So you're a real shinigami? Interesting...I've always thought shingami would look like humans, yeah humans with swords but now that you're here, I have some questions to ask you."
"Alright."
"Well, I had an idea you were coming but not in the matter of hours, are you going to reap my soul or whatever?"
Ryuuku perched ontop of the yellow chair. "No, I won't do anything to you. Once the Death note lands in the human world, it no longer belongs to me. Right now, you're the owner of that Death note."
"'That' Death note? You mean there are more?"
"Yeah, the Death note is a shinigami's tool. If you don't want the Death note just give it to someone else, however you'll lose all your memories of the Death note
punishment. “ ‘Only . . . I want to die as myself. Does that make sense?’ he asks. I shake my
"Honestly, I don't plan to kill you," Charles murmured, stepping past Brandon with the anti-necrolyze rifle in his hands. "You took away my ability to take care of my family, so I guess it's just fair if I do the same to you. Now, you get to feel the helplessness I've experienced." And he walked away with a guffaw. "How satisfying!"
“Shoteka! We can not go around starting fights with the Choctaw boys. Who knows what will happen!” She scolded me. I put my hands up defensively.
“Oh, no. I just wanted to check the time out. I hate coming here because it 's always so packed but I love it at the same time because no really pays attention to you.”
"Wait for... Takara-san! You can't do that! Don't do something so foolish!" I hold him, and try to not let him battle with his broken digi egg...
Lennie trembled- “You gonna say I’s made trouble again and that I cain’t tend no rabbits. But I-I’m so sorry George, I’s didn’t mean it.” He began to quiver then, with his monstrous shoulders shaking back and forth in huge vacillating motions. George scooted over and gently placed his arm on his back.
“Right is right. I will not murder but I am walking out with the orbs. You are defeated.”
“You don’t want to kill me, Noah.” You warn, your voice low. “They’ll never forgive you if you kill me.”
"No, my Lord. She is listening in, I'm sure, and with her origins, the creature you seek is a daemon she has probably dealt with."
“You’re right, that's too boring. I’m calling him Killer.” Addie took out a homemade dagger and slit his throat. “Killer will make a nice lunch.”
“YES, do you ever pay attention to anything around you, you do know the whole world doesn't revolve around you! And that was my Karate stuff, YOU DON’T MESS WITH THAT!” I scream. Iris walks over to me, she does look like a queen.
“Aaron what are you doing out here? Come back inside, this rounds on me!” Silvia said, breaking up the mess that was in the process.
“You’re all idiots, you’re all going to die.” The man said. “You think you can come here and attack Rosina for no reason.”
“Are you not going to kill me?” she asked, searching his eyes for an answer.
“Yeah,” the human warrior said, “It’s a level 8 bow, and I’m a level 9 character.”