" Sucks teeth and looks to the side. Listen here you pretentious little nihilistic snobby bastard. I'm not one for words.They don't mean sh!t to me. Now if you wanna start somethin, theres gonna be somethin. If not, how about you crawl back into the dark little hole from under that rock which you came from? "
Are you really sure that you wish to face me in combat? I don't think you could handle the experience. "
I've survived far worse.. You ain't got sh!t on me kid. "
*Steals and then dons Mighty Magneto's old uniform.*
I beg to differ. "
Yeah. Alright that's it I'm done. Walks away shaking his head.
"Sucks teeth and looks to the side. Listen here you pretentious little nihilistic snobby bastard. I'm not one for words.They don't mean sh!t to me. Now if you wanna start somethin, theres gonna be somethin. If not, how about you crawl back into the dark little hole from under that rock which you came from? "
Are you really sure that you wish to face me in combat? I don't think you could handle the experience. "
I've survived far worse.. You ain't got sh!t on me kid.
" I don't got time for fake azz clones of Logan/Cap. Go fight someone you can beat. You don't got no win over here. I'm stronger, faster, more powerful, and on top of that, I can fly. Can't even sneak up on me and get a win. I'd trash you, runt. I'd turn you into Red Bullseye. lol "
Sure you would. Seems like someone's all talk. Your bark ain't even as big as my bite.
You might wanna refrain from callin me your boy, Bub. I'm no one's lapdog.
Stares intensely at the two-faced villain And I don't do High fives... "
Watch your mouth when you talk to the leader or our first mission may be your last. "
Bub. I'm one you definitely don't wanna F#ck with. Besides. Brown-nosing on a villain team will get you absolutely no where except on the tip of my blades. Puts a cuban cigar to his mouth and whips out a zippo from his back pocket while staring down Pulsar. He snaps it open with the flick of his wrist and ignites it with a snap from his thumb, turning the end of the cigar into a paper furnace. "
You're a runt. I'd kill you before you could think of mounting an attack on me.
Creates a ball of fire and tosses it at the cuban cigar turning it into ash. "
Runt? I always hated that word. And if you'd even believe for one damn second you could kill me *Brushes the ashes from his jacket" By all means.. Try me. SNIKT! "
Hay! I'm supose to go SNICKET......dang it how many people get adamatium claws these days!? "
Shrugs shoulders with an apologetic look. Sorry 'bout that love. I'll try and come up with a better catch phrase . lolsz
" Runt? I always hated that word. And if you'd even believe for one damn second you could kill me *Brushes the ashes from his jacket" By all means.. Try me. SNIKT! "
If the word "Runt" isn't to your liking then how about "Trash?" "
Sucks teeth and looks to the side. Listen here you pretentious little nihilistic snobby bastard. I'm not one for words.They don't mean sh!t to me. Now if you wanna start somethin, theres gonna be somethin. If not, how about you crawl back into the dark little hole from under that rock which you came from?
You might wanna refrain from callin me your boy, Bub. I'm no one's lapdog.
Stares intensely at the two-faced villain And I don't do High fives... "
Watch your mouth when you talk to the leader or our first mission may be your last. "
Bub. I'm one you definitely don't wanna F#ck with. Besides. Brown-nosing on a villain team will get you absolutely no where except on the tip of my blades. Puts a cuban cigar to his mouth and whips out a zippo from his back pocket while staring down Pulsar. He snaps it open with the flick of his wrist and ignites it with a snap from his thumb, turning the end of the cigar into a paper furnace. "
You're a runt. I'd kill you before you could think of mounting an attack on me.
Creates a ball of fire and tosses it at the cuban cigar turning it into ash. "
Runt? I always hated that word. And if you'd even believe for one damn second you could kill me *Brushes the ashes from his jacket" By all means.. Try me. SNIKT!
You might wanna refrain from callin me your boy, Bub. I'm no one's lapdog.
Stares intensely at the two-faced villain And I don't do High fives... "
Watch your mouth when you talk to the leader or our first mission may be your last. "
Bub. I'm one you definitely don't wanna F#ck with. Besides. Brown-nosing on a villain team will get you absolutely no where except on the tip of my blades. Puts a cuban cigar to his mouth and whips out a zippo from his back pocket while staring down Pulsar. He snaps it open with the flick of his wrist and ignites it with a snap from his thumb, turning the end of the cigar into a paper furnace.
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