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[bread_goes_bip]

[In the end, there wasn't anything Death could do about this event. But there's something she can do now, so she picks up the phone.]

Hi everyone, it's Death. If you need someone to talk to... I'm really good at listening.

Comments

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

I'M OLD GREGG!!

Whatchu' all wanna talk about, hmm?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Edward's gone.

[doudemoe]

Hey there.

[Phone]

[shhhhh-secret.livejournal.com]

Death, hmm? I do not suppose you are speaking metaphorically.

[yamaxanadu]

Death?

[hontobakabaka.livejournal.com]

"Do you think anyone would mind if I just stayed locked in the garage till people stop being violent idiots?"

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...Death?

As in the concept itself given form? Or am I talking to a goddess of some kind?

[pleasedon'tbemorriganpleasedon'tbemorrigan]

[likescats.livejournal.com]

[In the house. Back to normal again.]

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

You'd think I wouldn't be surprised by this sort of thing. I suppose I expect it to be a male voice.

[mayflychaser.livejournal.com]

Death? Your voice is...different.

[Vash has only met the discworld Death, not the Neil Gainman-y kind.]

Mart Vineyard - OC

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

Whoa, seriously?

Like as in THE Death?

A friend of mine said he met you once.

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

Funny. You don't sound like the one I know.