MZD



"it smells smelly ove rhere...... OH MY GOD ITS MZD!!! ohhhh ohh nmfsdhdsdk jsfdpsssssss oih whos pissin....... pissy tiem..... mzd piss tiem....... wherhe he.. where he at .... THTHTTHE RE HE GO... THER E HE GO ahahugghh peasnut bette r JELLLLAY ppeanut buttter JELLY"

MZD is the resident 神さま (kami-sama uwu) of the Pop'n World. He is said to be immortal, have "god powers", eat hot chip and lie. He can also fly. Though canon describes his personality as "secret", we all know this guy is a fucking dork i mean look at him-

Personality
"He drinks so fucking many of these. It takes at least 600 mg of caffiene to kill a man his size. Theres like an entire 160 MG in ONE of these. He drinks like 15 PER DAY. HOW THE FUCK IS HE NOT DEAD-" -Hatena, desperate for the sweet release of death MZD watches over the Pop'n World, and occasionally fucks stuff up whenever he feels like it. He can be nice sometimes, but hes also kinda dumb. He also does stuff as a DJ, and runs the annual music competition, "Pop'n Music."

The shadow looking thing behind him is Hatena, who watches over MZD and keeps him from getting killed by every stupid thing M does.

(hatena also gives M most of his powers but you didn't hear that from me)
MZD is a cocky bastard who probably plays IIDX in his spare time. He enjoys being annoying to everyone he comes in contact with. He cheats at almost any game you play with him. And yet, for some UNGODLY REASON, he still manages to be somehow cute. Fuck MZD.

Backstory
One day, there was a really stinky egg. Then, after a few months, the egg hatched, and out came a small, slimy looking flesh baby. This pile of flesh was MZD. This egg hatched inside Hatena's attic, you see. Right up there with all the mice and bats and death spiders.

Then, that night, when Hatena heard muffled hardstyle music coming from his ceiling, he went to go see what it was. Once he saw MZD, he tried getting out the Raid(tm) and exterminating the boy. It didn't kill him, but it sure made him cough.

Once Hatena figured that he couldn't kill the thing, he may as well keep it. And that's how Pop'n Music was made.