rips his arm off bc wtf's up with your shitty persona clownman
[ ♤ ] He doesn’t even flinch as he watches his arm get severed from his body. That didn’t even sting, when it happened the second time. His golden orbs position themselves on the one who had done the deed, as sudden and impossible as it may sound. And he loved what he saw. Never before had someone been so close to 100 points.
His lips curved into a wide smirk as he took out his cards, hoping to distract attention while he did something about the arm problem. Not for a moment does he lose his calm. Not for a moment does he show fear. “Oya, Oya. This was unexpected. Congratulations. But now, you’re stuck with me. Want to see a card trick? ♠”











