I am the life of the party even though I have nothing inside of me but space.

I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the scourge that pecks at... your nightmares. I am the ten dollar service charge on all returned checks!

I can be cracked, I can be made. I can be told, I can be played. I can be a weapon, or a tool. I can be both wise and cruel.

Fluffy fox with meme appeal, curly tail, got major zeal. I wow the world, not just for fun, I hail proud from the rising sun!

Its jaw hangs askew, full of grime, Flesh rots as it groans out of time. With penchant for brains, It lurches through plains But shoot it with guns, you'll be fine.