Skeleton Here Hello my fine, mortal friends. I'm using my partner, Valkyrie Cain's, account to speak to you from the kitchen. How are you? My name is Skullduggery Pleasant. I'm somewhere above 400 hundred years old, but still manage to have exquisite taste in everything fashionable. Such as my wonderful Bentley, and me especially tailored suits, and my impressive array of hats. I still have style, and no one can take that away from me! Not like they took away my blood, and my flesh, and my skin, and my vital organs, and my head(which I now thankfully have back), and my family, and my dignity, and my family crest, and my friends, and my happiness, and my- ill stop now, you get it, they took away quite a lot. Anyway, as you already know (or have figured out by now), I am indeed a skeleton. How am I held together? Magic. How can I speak? Magic. Why is Valkyrie so irritating? Ma- actually I imagine that ones due to genes or some sort of dangerous medicine... But my #life revolves around magic. And I've been through a lot. But lets not get into that now, shall we? Good day. --- Skullduggery pleasant