11-04-2018, 08:59 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.2pt; font-family: arial;"][glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] The lion straightened out as the turkey spoke, a groan leaving him in disappointment as he did so. Today was really not his day. Stryker let out a sigh. Instead of continuing, despite the Pitt's violent nature (which he didn't necessarily enforce unless it was for revenge anyways), he sulked and walked on over to Cosette's side. Suddenly, his jaws snapped jokingly down at the turkey. "I'm not going to reconsider taking yours though," he lightly retorted. Stryker's tone was sarcastic. Deep down he did want a piece of turkey though... Hopefully the stranger got the message and would back off in the future.
[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