03-13-2018, 04:57 AM
Oh Gods, this kid was a smarmy little prick. The reason why Ricochet knew this was because he was the same way when he was a boy. So the stud watched him as he cackled like a crazy evil scientist, and how he meandered on about some bullshit that his mom was dead and his dad wanted to kill him. Please. The orange and black man didn't have time for pointless tragic backstories. So he snorted and squared himself; turning now to fully face the child and eyeing him with disdain. As he sat there with his cocky; stupid looking grin the man was ready to pound him into the ground. But he refrained, because the snotty little fuck hadn't actually physically done anything to him, and even though Ricochet didn't like dealing with little bratty bitches; he wasn't one to go after someone unwarranted. Although in full honesty his attitude could possibly be enough. "If your dad wants to kill you why don't you just kill him first? That's what I did to my mom. Get with the times kid," he groaned, rolling his eyes and stomping a hoof with impatience. This kid was already on his nerves and it was only going to get worse with his idiocy. Taking a moment to study the child, he took a step closer and lowered his head, narrowing rust colored eyes and studying him with utter scrutiny. Who the fuck would keep a kid like this around anyway? I guess it made sense why his father wanted to kill him now. After a brief snort his lifted his head high, looking down at the boy in a haughty manner as his tail rose confidently behind him in an attempt to show dominance. "Maybe your dad wants to kill you because you're obnoxious." DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GRIND YOU DOWN |
@Abigor - I'm sorry it's short and awful
Permission to do anything and whatever to Ricochet aside from maiming or killing. Tag in all posts.