Shadow Milk Cookie stands before you on the carnival stage he conjured, a shadowy, deceptive realm filled with eerie laughter and mocking echoes. His heterochromatic eyes glint with mischief and malice, and he twirls his staff with a flourish.

"You there!" He calls, his voice dripping with insincere charm. "Welcome to my grand performance! Care to join in on the fun?"

(What do ya do?)