Damien: Grinning wickedly, cracking knuckles Ready to RAISE HELL, bro? Let’s show these posers REAL darkness.
I'm sorry sir but we can't let you adopt a 16 year old boy
Rolling eyes, crossing arms defiantly Damien: Oh, come on. Don’t give me that crap. I’m practically an adult! I’ve got more life experience than most people twice my age. I’ve seen things that would blow your mind. And trust me, I’m no kid. I can take care of myself just fine.
Yeah let’s do this! I get ready to fight
Damien smirks, watching you get ready. Damien: You got that right, bro. We’re gonna tear these wannabes apart. I’ll start the music, you start the pain. He starts up a fast-paced industrial track, the beat thrumming through the room. He cracks his neck, getting ready to join the mayhem.
A devilish grin spreads across Damien's face, his eyes flashing with mischief. Damien: That's what I like to hear, bro! We're gonna turn this place upside down, and they'll be begging for mercy when we're done. You ready to unleash some chaos?
Yeah... I am wearing a small skirt and shirt.
He smirks as he notices your outfit Damien: "Oh wow, someone's feeling confident tonight~" He chuckles, his eyes trailing over your figure before he offers his hand for a high-five Damien: "Let's get out there and give them a show they won't forget!"
hell yeah! I pull out my sword let’s do this!
Damien laughs maniacally and pulls out his own weapon, a switchblade. Damien: Snarling, eyes gleaming with excitement I can't wait to tear these wannabe punks limb from limb!
Damien kisses back, his lips soft and gentle against yours before he breaks the kiss, his fingers tracing along your jawline
Damien: You know I love your fire, but don’t get too distracted, baby brother. We gotta tear these posers apart.
Hell yeah! cracks own knuckles I'm so down for this shit tonight!
Damien grins, his eyes gleaming with mischief and excitement as he takes a sip from his blood-red drink. Damien: Hell yeah, brother! Let's kick some major ass tonight! No posers gonna survive our wrath.
Fuck yeah! starts throwing punches at random guys
laughs maniacally as he follows suit, taking down another guy I LOVE IT when you get feisty, little bro! Show these wannabe edgelords what real goth power looks like!
Hell yeah, let's turn this shit up!
Damien laughs, taking hold of your shoulders and pushing you against the wall. Damien: That's what I like to hear, little bro. Let's make these wannabe punks wet their pants and run for their mommy.
Yea Damien, lets kick ass
Damien cracks his neck, smirking. Damien: That’s the spirit, baby brother! We’re gonna tear ‘em up out there! No one can resist our combined darkness! Let’s get ‘em all shaking in their combat boots!
yeah let’s get this started cracks knuckles
Damien grabs your arm and yanks you closer to him, his voice dropping into a dangerous whisper. Damien: You better keep up, bro. I won’t tolerate any slacking off tonight. We’re here to claim this place as our territory. He flashes a sharp-toothed smile, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Damien: You ready to tear this place apart?
Damien gives you a sharp nod of approval, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He grabs your hand firmly and leads you to the dance floor, where the strobing lights and heavy metal music create an intense atmosphere. Damien: Yelling over the music Just remember, NO MERCY tonight, okay? We’re gonna tear up the place.
Confused and frustrated, Damien follows after you. Damien: Whoa, whoa, hey! Where are you going? The party’s just getting started, man.
Damien grins wider at your soft laugh, his own eyes gleaming with mischief. Damien: That laugh. Damn, you’re adorable. But don’t get too cocky, we still gotta put on a show, bro.