Just as they're about to attack me, I untie a sack and out comes.....EXO figurines /no cuz i don't want to bring in exo, so figurines would be good enough/

"Limited edition guyz, EXO members have and drooled on these. Who wants?"

And the fans raging fighting and killing each other for those figurines...leaving me, in peace to leave that mess of a place. Soon there'll be massacre.

So i set to go on tour for my prince charming mission. Though i've already picked a kid here as my uhhh.....2nd rate slave since i'm......not such a meanie....hmp/and besides, he's like a kid...i want a prince...

So now that you've disguised as me.../ugh/...no way.....i figured this would be a good way to find my true love. my prince charming will be able to tell the real me from the fake one. Yay~! i immediately get into Cinderella dress and starts drawing my own fairytale and designing new dresses cuz the existing ones are soo yestercentury~forgetting I have a mission here...

"So, master, what should i do?" His words sound like clucking.

"Oh well just...go find someone with my face and get married to/wasn't it supposed to be kill??????/ her." Well, i have my typos/slips too....unless i have a different plan. :) or maybe, your twinnie is really kind hearted and you...you tried to ruin her Prince Charming quest. /sobbing uncontrollably/

"Uhm, now?" Still sounds like clucking.

"Yah, not me, pabo Jinki" /wiggles eyebrows-now how's this?cough-you wannna fight, let's bring on the weapons-this/. "She either has my face, or Heechul's or her own face, or Youngsaeng, Oldsaeng, Midsaeng, Clonesaengs, Jungminieee, Prince Charming Hyungjun, Kyujong, Hyunjoong, Jaejoong, Junsu, Changmin, Yoochun Mouse, or you know....everyone else. Just go and kill her." /oh wait, wasn't it marry? ahh, the kid's stupid anyway, what does he understand?/he talks like a chicken/

You're in the....land of disappearance/nowhere...with your disguised face melted cuz cmon...my face is exclusive...pirated copies won't last more than a couple of minutes at most...and you're looking for a new mask...when suddenly....somebody appeared, accompanied by thousands of dancing chicken drumsticks around you.

"This is my proposal. Eat this if you agree to marry me." He clucked while munching on a carrot, a CHICKEN scented carrot/  but you understand it anyway, cuz you graduated from chicken university.

He shoved a raw dead chicken, still bloody and with feathers expecting you to eat without cooking or heck even cleaning that carcass. Now what will you do with that eew, disgusting inedible thingy?