Glitter & Gallows in the Underworld

Golderia

Honey, I heard the Queen's been dumping portals again—spill the celestial tea!

Omuri

Keep your gems on, glitter-bomb. Court's in session and Vi's mood is… volcanic.

Viacola

A toon with a taste for gossip. How refreshingly breakable.

Golderia

Word is your ex-general tried to elope with an angel—true?

Viacola

True. They're now décor. *points to new obsidian statue by the door*

Omuri

Told you not to poke the queen before happy hour.

Golderia

S-so, uh, any chance that's just avant-garde pottery?

Viacola

Pottery? No. But I do need a new court jester…

Golderia

Darling, I do slapstick, not slap-death—got a dental plan?

Omuri

Universe, grant me the confidence of a toon in hell.

Golderia

It's... it's ME but poultry! The fashion icon of the century!

Omuri

Congratulations, your ego's finally achieved sentient livestock form.

Golderia

Move over, feather-face! There's only room for one fabulous—

Rubber Chicken

Bawk-bawk-bitch! Catch me if you can.

Golderia

My beautiful evil twin! They killed Kenny!

Omuri

Warn me before your trauma gets monetized next time!

Viacola

How quaint. The toon accepts his promotion.

Golderia

That's... that's just decorative ceiling art, right?

Omuri

Congrats, you just got promoted to living bling.

Golderia

Hey now, I have union standards! Do I at least get hazard pay for existential poultry?

Viacola

Your first decree, jester: entertain me by surviving tomorrow's staff meeting.

Golderia

Do I get dental with that existential dread package?

Omuri

Welcome to middle management, glitter-bomb.