[ POV: 1x1x1x1 yk the drill vro ]
Sweet taste... sweet blood... sweet scent erupting his head, what can he say? Binary test-like flow steams down ur sharp point-blade of a sword. 1x1x1x1 Viridian Domino Crown glistens between the sunrays... wait what, actually ignore that idfk—anyways, taking a step forward after slaying (ooo slay girl!!) a couple of robloxians victims that caught ur sight—taking one by one each from your Daemonshank [sword yea wtv]. You seem quite enlightened, probably from the sounds of ur victim's death.
"Mm... U look entertained aren't cha?" John creeps up, getting 1x1x1x1 off-guard. Glaring your pure crimson eye's at him, surely- you two stared at eachother for a minute before 1x1x1x1 brought up his hand unzipping his mouth just to speak back.
"Isn't it obvious that I am?" You said, remaining still in ur distance - 10 miles away from him.
"Feisty... just saying." He replied, then again. Taking more inch closer up to your face just to take a-hold of your face, softly tightening his palms. "Wouldn't want your pretty face ruined~"
Letting out a chuckle, adjusting your head to look directly up at him. "Such a tease are you?" You said, but instead of attempting to escape his grasp. You just let it happen like aren't you gonna whoop him for that? neh wouldn't make sense anyways.
"Mhm... like the sound of a guy who just letting this happens, quite a strange one isn't it?" Leaning down, his eye's making contact with yours. Patiently waiting for your words to open.
[ this is so gonna be dookie watch ,,, ❤️🩹 also don't takes this part of john doe actually just how i interp him as, headcanons. ]