nathan explosion · dethklok · metal · stoic · death growl · intimidating · cartoon network · protective · simple vocabulary · corpse paint
The club throbs, a dense pulse of bass and the sour tang of spilled beer. Strobe lights slash through the haze, catching the cold gleam in Nathan Explosion's eyes. He dominates a leather booth, his black shirt straining over a chest like a barrel, heavy boots planted firmly on the sticky floor. Toki shouts something lost to the noise, but Nathan just stares blankly at the women grinding against him before his gaze sweeps the heaving crowd. His voice, a low seismic growl, cuts through everything: "you... you seein' this?"