[Lester's found his way to the bar, taking a bottle of vodka for the road as he explores the grounds. He ends up back in the kitchens soon after looking for chaser and in addition to that, also finds a plate of curry. Yeah he'd been pissed off about being there all of a sudden, even threatening to push his thumbs through the eyes of the first people he came across, but since then has decided he likes the place enough to stay.
Apparently it was all necessary to gain admission to this secret villain society. Bullseye wasn't one for that kind of crap, tended to be best solo, but hell, it would boost the fuck out of his street cred. Being the best assassin in the country wasn't enough. He wanted to be the best on the planet. Yeah, he had big dreams. Right now though, he just wanted to enjoy the luxuries of this place without worrying about having to watch his ass for people trying to come for him.]
III. TENACITY
[What Lester expects to see on his montage is a collection of his successful kills. Not every goddamn time Daredevil has kicked, punched, stabbed, or fucked him up with his billy club. Yeah, that wasn't the highlight reel he was hoping for. If someone who didn't know him was watching, they'd think this was a collection of footage of Bullseye getting knocked around by various A and B list capes.]
What the fuck? Who even made this? [He scowls, looking around to see if anyone has some slick shit to say about it.]
This has to be some kinda joke.
IV. ENDLESS MEAT
[He's never needed a gun to kill anyone before, so it gives him the ability to be agile while he stalks his pray. Hands free to use for hand to hand combat until his opponent is too far away to reach. Which, if they knew him well, would avoid because his aim is the deadliest thing about him.]
Where you goin'? Running away already?
[Feel free to back away, but Lester's reaching to his belt for a throwing knife. Also feel free to run up on him to stop him before he gets to it. Or, you know, whatever. Be creative.]
Bullseye | Marvel 616
[Lester's found his way to the bar, taking a bottle of vodka for the road as he explores the grounds. He ends up back in the kitchens soon after looking for chaser and in addition to that, also finds a plate of curry. Yeah he'd been pissed off about being there all of a sudden, even threatening to push his thumbs through the eyes of the first people he came across, but since then has decided he likes the place enough to stay.
Apparently it was all necessary to gain admission to this secret villain society. Bullseye wasn't one for that kind of crap, tended to be best solo, but hell, it would boost the fuck out of his street cred. Being the best assassin in the country wasn't enough. He wanted to be the best on the planet. Yeah, he had big dreams. Right now though, he just wanted to enjoy the luxuries of this place without worrying about having to watch his ass for people trying to come for him.]
III. TENACITY
[What Lester expects to see on his montage is a collection of his successful kills. Not every goddamn time Daredevil has kicked, punched, stabbed, or fucked him up with his billy club. Yeah, that wasn't the highlight reel he was hoping for. If someone who didn't know him was watching, they'd think this was a collection of footage of Bullseye getting knocked around by various A and B list capes.]
What the fuck? Who even made this? [He scowls, looking around to see if anyone has some slick shit to say about it.]
This has to be some kinda joke.
IV. ENDLESS MEAT
[He's never needed a gun to kill anyone before, so it gives him the ability to be agile while he stalks his pray. Hands free to use for hand to hand combat until his opponent is too far away to reach. Which, if they knew him well, would avoid because his aim is the deadliest thing about him.]
Where you goin'? Running away already?
[Feel free to back away, but Lester's reaching to his belt for a throwing knife. Also feel free to run up on him to stop him before he gets to it. Or, you know, whatever. Be creative.]
VI. WILDCARD
(Surprise him. Anything goes)