DarkStrike / Crushman's Links
"The name is DARKSTRIKE!! Get it wrong again and I will KILL you inferior...."
"Ahh but DarkStrike really doesn't suit you, Crushman would do you wonders!"
"No, I am his better. In every way!"
"So you're like some sorta, Dark twisted Strikeman?"
"Bahael, you're under arrest. Do not resist fool."
"Pft, ok Crushman. Can we put that on a rain check? I'm meeting up with Strikeman soon for a big mission."
"What do you want? I'm not your pathetic caretaker."
"Crush....man good?...."
"My origin is none of your concern. I am strong, that's all that matters..."
"D.E.A.D has stepped too far, this is just...horrific."
"What do you want deserter? To gloat about your victory?"
"....you aren't just your power Crushman. You need to understand that."
"Y-you're a fan of Soul Eater?"
"Yeah, I mean it's not like my favorite but y'know..."
"I'm not Edgy!! Shut up you...you punk!!"
"Pfft, whatever edgelord. I got stuff to do anyways."
"....y-yea it's me. Come on, I'll get you somewhere safer."
"Jason? Is that you? You feel different..."
"This is more like it, come on Spike, show me a good fight!!!"
"You ain't the regular posin fuck....yer some faker aintcha..."
"I suppose you're even more of an inferior then the original Strikeman to me..."
"Error, SUBJECT:CrushmanDarkStrike lacks surpassing abilities to SUBJECT:Strikeman. This claim is faulty."
"Oh trust me, I am not easier compared to that green fool. I'm everything he refuses to be!"
"Oh look...an insect to crush into oblivion! At least you will be easier to dispose of compared to that Strikeman nuisance..."
"You look like a moron. Either get to fighting or get out of my sight."
*does multiple JoJo poses* "So? How do I look?? Am I doing them right?"
"My organization wishes for me to work with you, yet I fail to see any reason to work with someone past their prime."
"Hehehe...another young bull that doesn't know any better. Class is in session, hon."
"Hm, your methods are refreshing to see. It's been too long to see someone who isn't afraid to let their rage fuel them."
"I don't do this for therapeutic reasons, mate. I just don't subscribe to the notion of giving dangerous criminals a thousand chances."
"Quit running away you punk!! You're under arrest, so either surrender or fight me!!"
"How about you catch me first...then we can fight."
"You're out of your element, outdated, old news. Just retire kid, this ain't the 80's anymore."
"As long as there is danger, good people are always needed. I have a duty to uphold with these powers, and I'm not gonna let the fact I'm behind the times be an obstacle!"
"You another clone? Hmph, clearly a failed clone by the looks of it."
"I'm guessing you're the pot and I'm the kettle in this situation...soon to be melted down into slag, though."
"I must admit, your costume is....impressive. Shame I must break it."
"The only thing breaking here are your bones if you dare disturb me and my hive, hero..."
"That sound won't work on me. Now surrender or don't."
"Now now, there's no need for a fight...we can just all move along from this encounter, friend..." *Speakers are at full volume*
"Heh, guess I can go all out with you punk!"
*Tossed through a brick wall* "Ooh...I almost felt that one, buddy. Nice throw! Now allow me to retort..."
"Trust me, I'm not just different from Strikeman. I am better."
"Strikeman! You look... different...sound different too..."
"Poses are for idiots. Now drop the jewels and surrender, or don't and make this fun..."
"I like the new look darling, but don't think any of your ridiculous poses are gonna stop us from taking these precious jewels back home with us!"
"Your face, you remind me of a traitor...this some kind of sick trick?"
“What the hell are you talking about?…Hmph. Doesn’t matter. I’ll stop you too.”