08-13-2018, 09:06 PM
♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —
Dante had been drawn to The Pitt due to their harsh nature. The hybrid had dealt with plenty of fights and tortures whenever he lived in the scientists' lab, but never was he in control of them. No, he was usually pitted (pun not intended) against other creatures they were experimenting on and shocked whenever he made a wrong move. Suffice to say, Dante had enough and escaped, setting the lab on fire just as he did so.
So Dante made his way towards The Pitt after hearing about them, and he was glad he joined because they were proving be as merciless as the tales told. The hybrid was doing his daily check around the borders, a cigarette between his fangs. "Name and business, pal." He huffed, smoke coming from his mouth as he talked.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛
#psychosocial.So Dante made his way towards The Pitt after hearing about them, and he was glad he joined because they were proving be as merciless as the tales told. The hybrid was doing his daily check around the borders, a cigarette between his fangs. "Name and business, pal." He huffed, smoke coming from his mouth as he talked.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛