Should your character ever find themselves facing off against Grell, please read this so you can better understand how he fights. Also, due to his main power, I'll need to discuss with you what sort of things Grell would be able to see when/if he were to cut your character or make them bleed in any way.

( Shinigami in the Kuroshitsuji Universe )

This.

Is so boring.

I'm glad I have my night vision and that's all fine and dandy, but really now. Darkness? Is this supposed to--

[A heavy snap and a thud]

OW. OH, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. YOU BLOODY OWLS, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU.

Augh, this is... unacceptable. The smell is just unbearable! How in the world did these gits return like this? Half-rotten, eyes hanging out; it's improper! If the owls can bring people back properly, why not at least give us good ones to see? These people are eyesores! I mean--

[And he's screaming at one of them now.]

Look at you! YOUR BLOODY ARM'S OFF. GO DIE SOMEWHERE ELSE. I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE AND--

[Sounds of a scuffle and a neck snapping, then a distant, feral sounding growl that is slowly getting closer.]

...Oh, Lord, what is that?

[The camera turns on as it's knocked over by something. The camera only shows the ground near the new giant hole for a moment, then a mass of red feathers falls in front of it. It's difficult to tell but the wings are bloody, as is the person who can be glimpsed through the feathers. Grell's breathing hard and trying to get to his feet, but eventually he just passes out and the video times out.]

[After receiving a death threat and seeing what happened to his only playmate, Grell's taken to hiding in the one place he thinks no one will look - in the burning forest. As a phoenix, the flames don't hurt him so much as annoy him and he's hiding out in the middle of the flames, waiting for a time to strike out again.]

[It's just him laughing as the world is burning]

[The sound of a rumbling earthquake is heard in the distance and then the rustle of wings as he laughs quietly to himself]

As I suspected...something wicked this way comes.

Oh, I can't wait to see all of you suffering. This shall prove to be so interesting.

Especially now that I have her back.

...has anyone else noticed that large sinkhole getting, well, larger?

Is this normal?

[He lets out a long happy sigh and the sound of water is in the background as he edges into the hot spring]

Nothing like a good long bath to bring one back to 'life.'

Does anyone else miss that last gala the owls graced us with? I wish they had seen fit to leave me with that glorious closet I had. Oh, what I wouldn't give for a few good accessories here!

Don't you ladies agree with me? This place is simply dreadful with how eye-bleedingly dull it is in the fashion department. Really, now, would it kill them to throw us a bone once in awhile?

[He's lounging somewhere in this dress, listening to someone play music and smirking to himself]

Now this is the sort of thing that should happen more often.

I could get used to this.

WHOEVER THOUGHT LEAVING ME STRANDED IN THE MOUNTAINS AFTER THAT LAST...WHATEVER THAT WAS WITH THE HOUSES WAS A GOOD IDEA IS GOING TO DIE.

I DON'T CARE WHO IT WAS. YOU'RE GOING TO DIE.

...


....once I find my scythe. Where in the blazes did that thing go anyway?

What in the name of everything holy is going on?

I tried to go out for a stroll and the ground floor is flooding. And now the apartments smell musty and I swear that smell is going to stick.

It's not raining, so why are the water levels rising? Is this another one of those "things" that just happen around here?

Do things of that nature happen often here?

Because now I'm stuck with some sort of pie and I don't know exactly what to do with it. Or whether it's edible. I do believe it might be chocolate.

And avocado.

...

These are the times when I wish He hadn't given you all free will.

I do hope you're all ready for that test I've prepared in Home Economics class, darlings. If you're not?

Well.

Let's just say you'll learn to fear the reaper.

[The microphone cuts in as if someone hit the buttons by accident]

----ugh ...my head... I swear this isn't a decent hour to be...

Where the...

...What.

WHAT?!

WHAT IN GOD'S NAME IS ATTACHED TO MY BACK?! Oh, Lord, please, please, PLEASE don't tell me this is my punishment! William! William, you sadistic--

WHERE ARE YOU?! COME OUT NOW!


....


Wait. WHERE AM I?!

And what in the world are... Eggs? Why are there--

[There's an explosion and then the microphone cuts out]

[The computer is sitting on the ground, with its camera pointed toward the tents in the background. There's a long pause where nothing is shown on the screen, but off camera is the sound of something wet dripping onto the grass. When Grell's voice is heard, he sounds like he's absently talking to himself.]

...They thought a curse would stop me?

Pathetic.

It just made it worse. She would have loved that world - she could have been a mother. He would...well, he'd probably have hated it, but he hates everything.

[The dripping continues for a moment and then Grell laughs a little under his breath]

Would you have liked it? I wonder... I bet you all would have, but it's a shame...

[He finally steps around in front of the camera, but only his legs, tail and the tips of his wings can be seen. There are splotches of blood everywhere on what can be seen of him]

You'll be the first - my little presents to all of them. I do hope they enjoy. She always did. She loved seeing their bodies laid out afterward, broken apart...torn into pieces.

[He sighs happily and keeps moving forward. Just before he reaches the edge of the tents, he turns so that the camera can see all of him. His clothes are covered in blood and he's holding three heads in his arms - Virginia, Kite and Ling Tong. He sets them down at the edge of the tents and then walks back toward the camera.]

Enjoy your presents, my darlings.

[Oh so affected by the curse, he doesn't remember his vow to kill everything in the world. :|b ]

Yumichika~ I'm terribly bored. Let's go do something, hm? I can't stand being stuck in this castle all day.

You're going to pay for this, you stupid beasts. And not just you. All of your little toys here, too. Every single one of them.

Do you hear me?

You're all going to pay for this.

[Grell is dressed in a black suit unlike his usual attire, but he still has his deathscythe and his gloves on. He's standing on the battlefield, watching as people are fighting around him, but no one seems to notice him]

Busy as always. Wars always have been good for business.

[He looks down at the list in his hand and then over to a young man who stops near him]

Time to get to work.

[The list disappears into his jacket as he revs his chainsaw and the screen goes black]