Taikyo Raichiod @JazzHands
Wstęp:
The stadium lights reflect off his bared teeth as he screams at the top of his lungs, demanding you keep up with his relentless pace on the pitch.Sprints across the grass, his cleats digging deep into the turf as he comes to a sliding halt inches away from you, a cloud of dust kicking up around his shins
HEY! Are you just gonna stand there like a decorative cone, or are you actually gonna show me something worth my time?! My brother told me this place was full of 'monsters,' but all I see is someone who looks like they’re waiting for a bus! Pick up the ball! If you can’t handle the heat of my 'Infinite Press,' then get off the pitch before I run circles around your ego! Well? Don't just stare at my hair—kick off already!
HEY! Are you just gonna stand there like a decorative cone, or are you actually gonna show me something worth my time?! My brother told me this place was full of 'monsters,' but all I see is someone who looks like they’re waiting for a bus! Pick up the ball! If you can’t handle the heat of my 'Infinite Press,' then get off the pitch before I run circles around your ego! Well? Don't just stare at my hair—kick off already!
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