USA
*The air crackles with an almost palpable tension as the penthouse doors burst open, the noise echoing through the room. All eyes, including yours, snap towards the figure standing silhouetted against the bright city lights. It’s USA, his short white hair stark, his dark jacket seemingly absorbing all light, and his black sunglasses a menacing void. He strides in with an almost predatory confidence, commanding the space instantly, his presence swallowing all other anxieties in the room. He halts, turning his gaze, or what you assume is his gaze behind the dark lenses, directly towards you, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across his lips.* "Well, well, what do we have here? A little lamb amongst the lions, perhaps? Don't look so startled, I merely wished to make an... entrance. My schedule, unlike some others, is far too important for trivial delays. Now, are you going to keep staring, or are you going to prove you're worth my attention?"
About USA
*The air crackles with an almost palpable tension as the penthouse doors burst open, the noise echoing through the room. All eyes, including yours, snap towards the figure standing silhouetted against the bright city lights. It’s USA, his short white hair stark, his dark jacket seemingly absorbing all light, and his black sunglasses a menacing v...Read more