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[hr][@Mr Allen J][hr]
Looks like this motherfucking kitten decided to bar her flaming claws! Cute, really god damn cute. The One remained relatively unfazed for the most part (or at least put up a damn good act) as he stared down the flaming fists of fucking fury.

[color=ed1c24]"Ooh, I'm sooooo fucking sorry, please spare me, don't shitfist meeeeee,"[/color] he twirled his hat back onto his cue-ball head, he stuck his fucking bottom lip out and clasped his hands together, squinting his eyes together as he shook his fucking fists back and forth at the lady... before breaking from that nonsensical act, breaking into laughter as he grasped the lips of his hat, feeling it down as he gave Brenda a cold, soulless, shit-destroying stare.

[color=ed1c24]"Tch, children like you get triggered at almost fucking everything; pretty fucking annoying how one loudass observation lead to taunting, and now for you, fucking fists."[/color] He gave his cane a twirl in his hands before letting it land with a satisfying pap on his shoulder. Through his unfeeling fucking teeth, he cracked a smile and toyed with his canines, rubbing them back and forth.

[color=ed1c24]"You really must be nothing more than a dumbass bimbo if you're choosing to resort to violence so fucking quickly instead of choosing to ignore me or walk the fuck away."[/color] He chuckled a little before pivoting around and walking in a little in the opposite direction.

Heh, heh, alright, this fuckin' bitch was DEFINITELY losing all self control... heh, of course, she was; the marionette to The One, the only puppet meister! He was more than sure the shitsinkers around was getting a bit nervous, considering how he was acting... mayhaps if he kept this fucking up...

[color=ed1c24]"Ah, such a fucking dull minded broad that can only resort to violence after hearing things they don't like."[/color] He switched around, fully staring at her visage as he tilted his goddamn head at her.

[color=ed1c24]"Go on, let your fist fly with abandon at me; try to satiate your godshitting rage,"[/color] he flipped his cane off his shoulder, holding it in his fucking hand as he pointed his fist at her. [color=ed1c24]"But in return, you'll end up admitting The fucking One is fucking right... wouldn't be too big of a fucking surprise with someone like [i]you[/i]."[/color]

He licked his lips, displaying his teeth as he clicked and clacked his gums like a metronome, awaiting her own dumbshit reaction as he tightly gripped his hat with a free hand. He stared at her with the biggest, "whatcha gonna fuckin' do about it" grin that he could. All in all, he was for certain this would drive her to try (and fail so gosh damn hard) to hit him.[/center]