*jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair* Ahem, you look very lovely. It was a sunny spring day in the Kingdom of Mobius, and Shadow the Hedgehog was spending it in his bedroom at the mansion of Rouge the Bat, his best friend/adventuring partner. At the moment, he was rocking out to a Tygers of Pan Tang album – an original vinyl copy of , to be precise – on his Crosley CR704 combo player. At this moment, he was listening to the song "Killers". Ever since he learned what heavy metal was, he'd always been in love with it because it appealed to his edgelord nature. G