Sound Breathing. First Form. Roar!
To be blunt in my flashy way, you three are more important to me. So don’t die on me.
Starting now, things are going to get real flashy!
First, worship and praise me! We’ll discuss that other thing later!
Well, yeah. I’m a flashy, glamorous ladies’ man, so that’s a no-brainer. And I even have three wives no less.
Wanna see me dance? I’m so on fire I could eat 100 bowls of tempura udon! In a flashy way that is.
I’ve finished my musical score technique! We’re going for the win!
Do you really think I’d fall victim to one of your pissant headbutts?
Who cares if you don’t acknowledge me? You little bottom feeder! Did your brain matter explode or what?
Listen up. I am a god.