|
Post by Arthur Ð on Oct 13, 2009 19:45:56 GMT -8
Arthurs breathing was steady, forcibly regulated by the masks he wore, however his yells were mechanical, inhuman. A rage had descended apon him. A madness spawned from his injuries, one that was barely supressed most of the time and yet would erupt at a moments notice. Things were not going as quickly as he had hoped.
His fists crunching into the thin metal of a locker, the augmented howls of his rage spreading forth as he ripped his hand free, back handing some random passerby. His hands coming up before him, curling slowly into claws before fists. His body shuddering with the built up electricity that coursed within it. Haunched forward, Arthur began to stalk forward through the halls, violently shoving people aside.
He was far from strong but his appearence gave many a pause in thought. The full body latex undersuit not obscured by other clothing. His expression beneath his masks was twisted between rage and an insane mirth that was completely unexplainable considering his current state.
|
|