10-11-2018, 09:59 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — His head reeled back, peering backwards at those who surrounded him, awaiting their judgement on the subject. None had stepped forward. With gritted teeth, the male turned back to his victim. He was growing frustrated. Stryker had made progress, but all of her retaliation was unpleasant. It had lessened over time. Nevertheless, it was throwing him off every now and then after he thought he made the simplest imprint on his victim. Still, she eventually obeyed. "Thank you," he muttered back with a scowl. Stryker's grip loosened and he pulled away but still kept close for his own good. Couldn't lose his precious cargo just yet... He had to wave her in Pincher's face first.
"We're bettering you," came his sly answer. A paw aimed to pat lightly on the top of her head, cockily mocking friendliness. "Your crimes have been indescribable but you can make up for it by serving us." Smirking, he continued. "Prove yourself and you're gone..."
"We're bettering you," came his sly answer. A paw aimed to pat lightly on the top of her head, cockily mocking friendliness. "Your crimes have been indescribable but you can make up for it by serving us." Smirking, he continued. "Prove yourself and you're gone..."
[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