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[ fuck you, mcelroy, you piece of shit! odin stares after the dude in the background long after he's walked out of frame, equal parts shocked and offended. he's going to faint, in a minute. ]

I? Odin Dark, bringer of night, cloaked in shadow and plagued by death, am not goth enough for you? Okay. Cool. Tell that to the withered rose of my heart. Maybe my tear drops will be able to bring it back to life - not that that's worked all those times before.