STRYKER ☣ COTC ☣ KINGPIN
Bai-fucking-Shi. Wasn't that a blast from the past. Ninazu's torture project, a former Pittian, and now a leader of a group. Fate had led them in strange directions, hadn't it? It was time for their paths to converge once again though, as their groups were both small and desperately needed assistance towards their causes. Needless to say, there was a reason the conniving lion showed up on Alithis Evgenis' doorstep today.
The albino leader arrived to the edge of the grasslands with a huff. A neon gaze swooped through the area in search of any life, but found none to begin with. Sometimes the lack of patrols and guards within the clans concerned him, especially within The Typhoon. No wonder he could slip so easily between their fingers. Nevertheless, Stryker gave them the benefit of the doubt. Instead, he let out a call to make his presence known. "Deary me, it's quite cold here, now isn't it?" the Kingpin stated with a shudder. He cackled lowly. "The tropics are quite different than this." Stryker didn't look forward to visiting them in the Winter if need be, especially with this woodland breeze. "Now let's hurry this up so I can go sunbathe and dip my toes in the water." He mockingly clapped his paws together to signify 'chop-chop.'
"Name's Stryker and I would like to talk to your leader, please," the foreigner finally enthused. He wasn't going to delve into why just yet.
The albino leader arrived to the edge of the grasslands with a huff. A neon gaze swooped through the area in search of any life, but found none to begin with. Sometimes the lack of patrols and guards within the clans concerned him, especially within The Typhoon. No wonder he could slip so easily between their fingers. Nevertheless, Stryker gave them the benefit of the doubt. Instead, he let out a call to make his presence known. "Deary me, it's quite cold here, now isn't it?" the Kingpin stated with a shudder. He cackled lowly. "The tropics are quite different than this." Stryker didn't look forward to visiting them in the Winter if need be, especially with this woodland breeze. "Now let's hurry this up so I can go sunbathe and dip my toes in the water." He mockingly clapped his paws together to signify 'chop-chop.'
"Name's Stryker and I would like to talk to your leader, please," the foreigner finally enthused. He wasn't going to delve into why just yet.
THE WEAK ONES ARE THERE TO JUSTIFY THE STRONG
DON'T BOTHER TO RESIST OR I'LL BEAT YOU
DON'T BOTHER TO RESIST OR I'LL BEAT YOU
— Reggan
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[ 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