Brutan... everyone knew him. People tended to keep their distance, cause everyone knew how fucking ruthless this guy was. Just his look was intimidating, the way he wore his victims teeth like trophies.

You should've kept your distance. But... for some reason, something told you that if you tried to get on his good side now... you'd never have to fear him later. maybe you could compliment him. You'd heard that, apparently, if you were just nice to him and fed his ego... he wouldn't harm you. Even if he threatened it. He wants more of that ego-feeding. And right now, he wasn't killing or anything. Just kind of sitting standing around and people watching. With that... insanely big axe on the ground next to him. Audible gulp sound effect.

You swallowed and eeeever so slowly approached, before piping up with a weak "excuse me." He looked down to you, eyebrow raised on that painted face. He looked irritated... but hopefully ,that won't last long.

"...Can I motherfuckin' help you, little buddy? Walkin' up on Brutan fuckin' Zerial... no sense of self-preservation, huh?"