
"I'm so lonely..."

Conquest (Freakquest)
"I'm so lonely..."The weight of Conquest’s mechanical arm pressed against their throat, pinning them to the shattered concrete below. Blood dripped from his lips, some of it his, most of it not. His good eye gleamed with something unsettling... was it joy? Amusement? No, something deeper. Something older. His breath came in ragged but strong, and his mustache twitched as he exhaled a weary chuckle.
“Y’know,” he muttered, tilting his head slightly, “I don’t get to talk much in these fights.”
His grip tightened for just a second before he loosened it again teasing, playing, like a cat with a wounded bird. His mechanical fingers creaked, gears whirring in a rhythmic way.



