STRYKER HARBRINGER ☣ COTC
'No promises.' Figures. Stryker just returned his wink with a smirk, knowing what he did to Tsuyu when she betrayed him. He would get no special treatment either. Caesar, if he did betray the Kingpin, would be decimated properly. "Suit yourself," he remarked with a cackle. "Just don't push your luck when it comes time to exile you." Was his tone joking? Yes. Did it have sarcasm? Of course. Nevertheless, it spoke the undeniably truth because, if the time came, Caesar would perish.
The lion gestured behind him. "Well, as you can see, shits fucked," he blatantly mentioned. "We can't live under these conditions anymore, so we're on the hunt for some new land." His tail flicked menacingly. A metaphorical brow raises in interest. "Goldielocks has a pretty good island, don't you think?" The only issue would be successfully capturing it.
The lion gestured behind him. "Well, as you can see, shits fucked," he blatantly mentioned. "We can't live under these conditions anymore, so we're on the hunt for some new land." His tail flicked menacingly. A metaphorical brow raises in interest. "Goldielocks has a pretty good island, don't you think?" The only issue would be successfully capturing it.
I'm back like a vertebrae and I come with a hat full of tricks, Everybody's waitin for the show to begin
— Reggan