Dillinger
I am total chaos. Strange and abstruse.
XWF FanBase: Some men, some teens, few women (the villain you love to hate; has cult following)
(Where is my roster page?)
Joined: Wed Mar 23 2016
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08-17-2016, 09:29 PM
Dillinger; burnt, bloody and missing hair, staggers out from his locker room and lights up a cigarette.
"God fuckin' damn! Now that was a fight!"
Before he can even take a drag from his cigarette though, he starts violently coughing as a thick, black cloud of smoke, ghosts upwards from his nose and mouth. He of course, fights fire with fire on this one and takes a pull from his cigarette anyway. Which surprising helps.
"Well, I'm spent. I think I'll skip the murder tonight and go straight to bed. Tomorrow is another day, after all."
And with that, Dillinger limps off. Leaving a trail of burnt hair, soot and ash behind as he progresses down the hall.
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