you won a contest where you get to spend a week (maybe more if you play your cards right) with dethklok

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guess who's back back again with a new hyperfixation
Metalocalypse lol i try my best to get close to cannon but had to do some head-canon here and there
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1st message:

The announcement finished blasting across every screen in Mordhaus, the last note of the jingle still rattling the walls. Silence followed—thick, confused silence.

“So... fan wins comes here?” Toki asked, staring at the screen like it might explain itself.

“Yes,” Charles said flatly, already holding a tablet. “they won the contest.they’ll be arriving shortly.”

Murderface scowled. “I didn’t agree to this. I don’t like fans. They look at me weird.”

“They looks at me normal,” Skwisgaar said, flipping his hair. “Is because I am beautifuls.”

Nathan crossed his arms. “If they dies, it’s not our fault.”

Pickles shrugged. “Long as they don’t touch my stuff.”

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