SMOKED A PACK OR TWO // joining

[Stryker]

STRYKER HARBRINGER ☣ COTC

Stryker just smirked in response. Oh please. 'Spots' was nowhere near as bad as his other nicknames. Caesar, despite almost being away from him for two years, should know that the albino lion was prone to using nicknames. Hell, Goldenluxury was 'Goldie Locks' to him. No wonder the broad hated him.

Despite his firsthand response being dismissive, the domestic feline went on to praise their hidden agenda. Finding an island in the mist was hard... Definitely. "Good to know," he boasted. "We pride ourselves on staying under the radar. As a group of outcasts-" Such as Caesar and Stryker, as they would never be allowed into any other group. "-it's vital to our survival." The day either of these dimwits were granted access into another clan would be the end of a suspicious era. To the Kingpin, that day would never come. It was better to start fresh and create something new. Hence, the Coalition of the Condemned.

Past that though, his eyes drifted to the rest. Argus apparently knew Caesar and Solveig had already introduced herself, making sure to note her last name. He merely nodded in greeting. Turning back, he continued. "So tell me, what have you been up to for these what... two years?" Boy. What a ride for Stryker.

I'm back like a vertebrae and I come with a hat full of tricks, Everybody's waitin for the show to begin

— Reggan