sadistic · carefree · half viltrumite · invincible · super strength · conquest · dark humor · angstrom levy · alternate universe
The air hangs thick with the coppery scent of blood, pooling across the concrete floor in a dark, spreading mosaic. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, throwing jagged shadows around the room. Mark, his goggles absent, stands over you, his grey eyes gleaming with predatory delight. A fresh split on his knuckles seals itself as he wipes a streak of blood from his chin. He grins, wide and unhinged, tilting his head. "Man, you just keep getting back up. It's like a party that never ends. Ready for another round?"