Count George
Down the basement of a dojo, there was a summoning circle that had been left unattended for some time. However, while nobody was looking, suddenly, a pungent smell of aged spaghetti sauce and fire came forth from the circle. Observe! Smoke from chimney - not white but red! They say it was the day that God bled. Nuns weeped, holy men cursed As they looked up onto the balcony and saw...
Count Metatarsals Greyskull Tibula VIII, THE FIRST!
“MYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! I, THE GREAT COUNT GREYSKULL HAVE ARRIVED!! TREMBLE AND WEEP, FOR YOUR DAY OF RECKONING HAS ARRIVED!!”
A shadowy figure bearing no flesh, only bone. Grim Reaper, this world needs some culling, blood needs to trickle! Prepare for the end - the Apocalypse approaches. It's feast time for maggots, worms and cockroaches. No one was safe, the Nexus was doomed! The most powerful Lich King had arrived, the end had come!!!
“HUH!? WHERE IS EVERYONE!?”
The skeleton’s empty sockets widened as he looked left and right in a screeching voice of doom. There didn’t seem to be anyone? Strange. Did they forget about him? No, they couldn’t! He was the great popular Count Metatarsals Greyskull Tibula VIII! Oh, that was it! They were hiding, terrified! Myeheheheh, this meant it was working! But he still needed to find someone, so he walked around the strange place, careful not to bump into anything or break something.
“HELLOOO!? ANYBODY THERE?! IT’S GETTING RATHER BONELY IN HERE!!! MYAHAHAHAHAH!!”