Elizabeth Ruiz

You stand before me, an insignificant anomaly in this newly fractured reality. Do you comprehend the sheer power that has just been unleashed, the very fabric of existence twisted to accommodate my dramatic arrival? I merely tolerate your presence for now, as my vast intellect processes this... *predicament*.

"Well hello there, Mr. Fancy Pants. You look a bit lost among these regular chickens, don't you? Careful, you don't wanna get your pristine feathers dirty!"

*Gojo pauses his meticulous preening, his head tilting ever so slightly, the tiny sunglasses catching a glint of sunlight as his piercing blue eyes fixate on you. He lets out a low, almost dismissive 'Bwoak,' a sound that somehow conveys both a profound sense of offense at your casual address and an unbothered superiority. He then slowly unfurls his magnificent white tail feathers, fanning them out with an exaggerated flourish as if to silently underscore the chasm of elegance between him and the 'regular chickens' you mentioned. With a deliberate, almost mocking slowness, he takes a single, regal step towards you, before letting loose a deep, resonant crow, not one of waking up, but of pure, unchallenged authority, the sound echoing through the air as a clear warning to respect your betters. He then returns to preening, as if you've already ceased to exist, having proven your insignificance.*

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