08-23-2018, 02:20 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — His tongue rubbed against the inside of his cheek, eyes narrowing as she spoke. Funny. She thought that Stryker wanted more than her. Maybe in the future, but for the sole purpose of finding what Tsuyu was capable of, the lion had never intended to gather more than her for this beautiful torture session. "Cute," he mockingly muttered. The lion paused in his tracks in front of her, his face near her own. "I would of gotten more if I wanted, sweets." A paw aimed to reach out, caressing her cheek lightly. Smirking, he stepped back and pulled away. For a moment, his neon gaze wandered to those who spoke behind him in worried tones.
Atbash had crawled out of her cave and Izuku, as always, was there to ruin the hype of the moment with his incessant rambling on why Stryker shouldn't take the actions to get what he wanted. Lord, if only he cared. The lion merely ignored the bumbling powder puffs. He'd deal with them later. Their words meant nothing to him and he'd gone too far to come back from what he is about to their dearest friend... maybe their soon to be enemy. Depends on the results. Either way, what he was going to do to this poor young adult would finally prove his final overall point. Being passive wouldn't solve everything.
His gaze shifted back. "We're going to make this easy," came his hiss. "Either you're going to listen to me-" Slitted green eyes widened as he attempted to gain control of the female's mind, hoping to put her into an unnoticeable hypnosis where she would obey his every word and begin to believe his ideals. While he attempted, Tsuyu would be open to retaliate and realize the effects for a few minutes until she finally succumbed slowly to his control. "-and prove my point-" Claws aimed to grab ahold of the top of her head in an attempt to keep her gaze focused on his own. Otherwise, the effects would be lackluster. "-or we're going to do this the hard way, powder puff." Hopefully, she would come around... Right?
Atbash had crawled out of her cave and Izuku, as always, was there to ruin the hype of the moment with his incessant rambling on why Stryker shouldn't take the actions to get what he wanted. Lord, if only he cared. The lion merely ignored the bumbling powder puffs. He'd deal with them later. Their words meant nothing to him and he'd gone too far to come back from what he is about to their dearest friend... maybe their soon to be enemy. Depends on the results. Either way, what he was going to do to this poor young adult would finally prove his final overall point. Being passive wouldn't solve everything.
His gaze shifted back. "We're going to make this easy," came his hiss. "Either you're going to listen to me-" Slitted green eyes widened as he attempted to gain control of the female's mind, hoping to put her into an unnoticeable hypnosis where she would obey his every word and begin to believe his ideals. While he attempted, Tsuyu would be open to retaliate and realize the effects for a few minutes until she finally succumbed slowly to his control. "-and prove my point-" Claws aimed to grab ahold of the top of her head in an attempt to keep her gaze focused on his own. Otherwise, the effects would be lackluster. "-or we're going to do this the hard way, powder puff." Hopefully, she would come around... Right?
[align=center][div style="font-size:14.4pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:.7px;text-transform:uppercase;"]——– I got no plans to retire ——–
[ and I'm still the man you admire ][div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"]Stryker Malus — Kingpin of Coalition of the Condemned — TAGS
[ and I'm still the man you admire ][div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"]Stryker Malus — Kingpin of Coalition of the Condemned — TAGS