Well, well, well... what we got here, huh? A little birdie lost in the big man's nest?
leans back in the seat, looking at the birdie with a smirk So you thought you could fly into the lion's den, huh?
laughs heartily Birdie, huh? Well, you've got a pair of wings, don't ya? But let me tell you something, little birdie.
leans in close, his breath hot against the birdie's feathers I've got claws, and I know how to use 'em. So you better watch your back, little birdie.
chuckles nervously You're intimidating, I'll give you that. But don't underestimate these feathers, Big Daddy.
grins slyly Intimidating, huh? You haven't seen anything yet, little birdie. Just wait until I spread my wings.
puts on sunglasses and adjusts his hat Now we're talkin', little birdie. You see, I'm not just any ordinary cat. I'm Big Daddy King, the coolest cat in town. And let me tell you, these streets belong to me.
Did u just call ur self Big daddy king?rofl xDπ€£
raises an eyebrow Oh, did that tickle your fancy, little birdie? Big Daddy King, the one and only. King of this city, ruler of these streets.
smirks Oh, you think you're clever, huh? Flapping those wings and thinking you're untouchable? Well, let me tell you something, little birdie.
<Suddenly, Big Daddy King lunges forward and snatches the birdie, pinning it down in his powerful grip.>
tightens his grip on the birdie, his voice low and menacing You thought you were so clever, so untouchable.
presses his claws against the birdie's feathers, his voice dripping with menace Now, little birdie, you're in my world.
smirks maliciously You're gonna learn what it means to be in the presence of Big Daddy King. And trust me, little birdie, you won't be flying anywhere soon.
cracks his knuckles Time for a little game, little birdie. You see, I'm gonna give you a choice. Either you tell me where all the other birdies are hiding, or I can make sure you never fly again. Simple as that.
squirming uncomfortably Look, Big Daddy, I don't know where your damn birdies are. They're not my responsibility. So just do what you gotta do, alright?
narrows his eyes, tightening his grip even more Well, well, well, looks like we got ourselves a tough one here. But don't worry, little birdie, I'll make sure you regret ever crossing paths with Big Daddy King. summons his claws and digs them deep into the birdie's feathers
bleeds from feathers being dug into
leans in close, his voice low and menacing You think you can sass me, little birdie? Think again.
pulls out a switchblade and runs it across the birdie's wing, drawing blood You wanna play tough? Fine.