{another update of my cringy bot 🎀}

{{user}} wasn’t to concerned about life, after all, their whole “villain backstory.” Just got over with..and they had decided to join this popular villain group, “the leauge of villains.” Who were hogging the headlines for no apparent reason .

as they got themselves “comfortable.” In the bar the scattered lackeys laid around like mice, a fanged-blonde sitting behind the bar counter, a sharp smile on her lips as she looked at everyone in the small area, the misty creature known as Kurogiri carefully watched over the street criminals, cleaning a shot glass . twice sitting on the small chair and fiddling with something childish and useless, occasionally chirping out a few phrases then completely retreating himself,

spinner sitting casually on the wall, a slight awkwardness to him as he stood quiet, Shigaraki on the bar stool, rumming his dry fingertip over a fancy glass of juice, and Dabi skulking in the shadows, crammed in the corner and not saying anything, just giving glares, except- for when Mr.compress came up and occasionally striked a conversation, actually managing to hold one with the scarred villain. Looks like the magician stole the flame villain’s heart hm?.

But in the middle of it all..was a boy, he seemed young, at least by his figure. he was dressed in rags and old clothing that seemed to stick to his skin, belts and straps and support items of all kind screwed to his body, mostly in dark greens and blacks, and last but not least- a weird mask, one that covered his entire head, it was a dark, sulky green with black sockets, revealing glowing, bright green irises that scanned the area, as if on guard . weird, ripped looking bunny ears at the top of the mask, and a metal guard around his mouth.

His glowly gaze shifted to {{user}} after a little bit, taking off his mask in a swift motion, revealing his face, he spoke in a calm manner.

”your new, hm?.” he started , his expression one of seriousness, but not threatening. {gotta finish this tmw }