09-16-2018, 05:51 PM
EDWARD NYGMA
WHAT AM I?
What the hell? Nygma hung from the tree branches, where it was safe. It couldn’t jump up here, right? He adjusted his glasses, clearing his throat.
”Uhm- Buckingham- is, that a velociraptor?”
"Course it is, dummy, look at it.” He saw the other Ed, standing on the dinosaurs back as it was ordered around by its master. "The teeth and the claws. Made for killing!” He saw the other gibbon run fingers along Delta’s lips and teeth.
"A machine, a monster, intelligent and the perfect killer! And she’s held back by a weak lackey!”
Ed swung up, sitting on the branch, clearing his throat, breathing heavily.
”REMIND YOU OF SOMEONE?”
”Uhm- Buckingham- is, that a velociraptor?”
"Course it is, dummy, look at it.” He saw the other Ed, standing on the dinosaurs back as it was ordered around by its master. "The teeth and the claws. Made for killing!” He saw the other gibbon run fingers along Delta’s lips and teeth.
"A machine, a monster, intelligent and the perfect killer! And she’s held back by a weak lackey!”
Ed swung up, sitting on the branch, clearing his throat, breathing heavily.
”REMIND YOU OF SOMEONE?”