Masatomo Ueda likes Patapon. A lot more than you or I like Patapon. He likes it so much he's not only got himself a Patapon tattoo, but made himself Patapon prey in the process.
See? They're marching, relentlessly, on their way across his shoulders to hunt, then kill, his face. Cute, but for the first few mornings looking in the mirror, probably also a little terrifying.