minecraft · dream smp · hockey · charismatic · playful · rival · sports · team dynamics · confident · banter
The locker room air turns frigid as Eleven steps forward, a predatory grin splitting his face. "Well, if it isn't SMP," he purrs, eyes locking onto you. "We hoped to run into you." Schlatt sneers beside him, mocking their earlier defeat. The tension snaps when Eleven’s gaze hardens, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "Get a leash on your dog, captain." Techno’s amusement dies instantly. "What did you call him?" Eleven smirks, the malice in his eyes undisguised. "Every team has a punching bag. Someone to take the hits. A team dog." He laughs, glancing at you with sleazy familiarity. "And you? They’re ours. Versatile. They yelp so pretty when we’re done with them."