10-18-2020, 08:56 PM
⸺ STRYKER, THE KINGPIN ⸺
pleasing everyone isn't like you, dancing jigs until i'm crippled
For the first stop in the Coalition of the Condemned trick or treat adventure, wanderers would stop at Stryker's hut. Unlike his usual resting place, it's exterior was made of stripped tree bark formed in the shape of a triangle. To spice it up, the Kingpin had added some pumpkins to his makeshift 'garden' at the front and placed some candles near the entrance that. The light behind Stryker highlighted his silhouette as he waited patiently for his victims members to arrive and ask the age old question: 'Trick or treat?'
While he wasn't very fond of the idea of giving out his stash, but for them, he would spare a few items here and there. Hell, even offer up a trick. The trickster was bound to give someone a surprise anyways. With that in mind, he kept a few items of each answer, as he knew some cocky motherfucker would ask for a trick eventually.
While he wasn't very fond of the idea of giving out his stash, but for them, he would spare a few items here and there. Hell, even offer up a trick. The trickster was bound to give someone a surprise anyways. With that in mind, he kept a few items of each answer, as he knew some cocky motherfucker would ask for a trick eventually.
"TALKING"