TRIBAL🐉🐲: Introduction

TRIBAL🐉🐲: Episode1, The Beast And The Man

Early Bird Might Get The Goose:

Allic had slipped out after what had happened last night. He left his boyfriend his favorite breakfast and juice. Since 04:45 am, Tribal was searching for clues and answers to finding the mystery villain. The more he searched was the more he felt like he was chasing a ghost, it was now 06:57 and he had to go back to school for classes.

Daniel got up around 5 am, looking around. He slipped out leaving a note saying he left to meet up with the band early before classes. Course that was a false statement. Dressing in his attire he slipped the coat on before lifting the collar slightly. He wasn’t going to be in school that morning, towards the afternoon he returned. The day was usual classes, homework, games, cuddles, and off to play for a while. Once night hit, it was back to trouble~.

Welcome To My Game: Choose your piece, Cat Or Mouse?

Reports of theaft, a few people found dead and now a werehouse of shipment and workers were being held hostage by the Sengus himself. Police were immediately sent to the hospital due to being severely injured within the first few minutes of arrival. Most of what had happened to them was a blur, only a shadow remained in their memories, a shadow, of the villain seen. Only thing they could say was something about a knife, not a regular one, no, this knife had bends and a purple symbol on the handle. Other than that, they had only spoken of the purple eyes of the shadowy figure and the psychotic laughter in their heads causing a few of them to turn on eachother. It was all over the news and online as many had whined about needing to put that man to a stop, but there was barely any proof he existed. Other than stories of some man with purple eyes and a twisted knife. Only way to get to the villain would be to work their way up through the others, a game of cat and mouse.

I Pick The Beast And You Can Be The Man: Now Show Me

Allic soon after hearing all this leaves in the middle of a lecture claiming to be sick again. The campus nurse was a hero so she always covered for him. He went to her office and changed into his outfit. He ran to the crime scene and arrived in just a few minutes. He began to study the scene not being sure if the villain was still there or not. Bits of blood splattered here and there. It was quite horrific, but the blood was from the victims and none of it from the villain. Most valuable things were taken. Whoever it was, really knew how to cover their tracks. The villain was comfortable at headquarters. Leaning back in his chair he sent a few lackeys to go after the so called Tribal and give him "a little message~". Not that long after, a few began to surround him cornering him. One held a crowbar in hand. Snickering as the others had their weapon as well. “You should get outta here and leave the boss alone. Piss him off anymore and he just might come after you himself~. But when that happens, you’ll be dead before you can get a look at him”. Tribal turned to face the one that was speaking. He was right in front of him in seconds and smirked as he grabbed him by the shoulder. He squeezed hard enough to completely crush his collar bones. This caused the man enough shock to make him pass out, after screaming like a child. He looked at the others “I’ve got time to kill, so who’ll help kill it?” his voice was like a massive tremor considering how deep it was. They couldn’t identify it even if they tried. Tribal was the best hero there was but he was seen only as the nineth best hero in the country. This was because of his "rage" and malice towards criminals. It caused the public to look down upon him as a hero. The other lackeys took a step back. One of them gasped, his eyes changed to all white and his body soon relaxed as he smirked "Listen kid, doesn't matter how many of my men you kill,  you'll never find me. Im like a demon~ and all these souls are mine for collecting" he laughed. His voice was different and low toned. His eyes and voice went back to normal as he pointed to Tribal "kill him!" They all came after him, all at once to attack. Tribal was disappointed by this, he responded to it all by simply starting to break bones and in a minute he stood alone “Low lives, you think these sacks of shit can stack up to me? Please, that only proves how pathetic you are. You talk about collecting souls… Well come try mine if you tough enough to even look me in the eyes yourself instead of sending bugs to face a conquerer” his voice was still like a tremor but sounded familiar to the villain. He chuckled litely. Rolling his eyes he started humming softly “I thought heros were suppose to be good? Valuing each life? Guess you’re no better than me, just another insect to crush” he growled. Jumping down from the highest floor of the warehouse. He had a mask covering his mouth and nose. His bright purple eyes having a glow to them. His blonde hair a mess as he chuckled softly. Tilting his head he slowly began to circle the other “I’m not scared of you no~ I’m more.. intrigued~ who says you need to fight crime when you can fight by my side~?” he tilted his head quickly, his neck making a cracking sound as he laughed. “Or just die, either way will work~”. Tribal chuckled calmly with amusement “You and the public keep calling me a hero but I don’t remember calling myself that. Dirt is dirt, it doesn’t matter who it’s coming from, you’ll sweap it out of your house without second thought. Anyway I don’t want you to fear me, that would bore me… They always bore me. So come if you think you can crush a TRIBAL BEAST” he smirked as his tattoo turned into a beast tattoo “but at least you are a sexy little man.” he stood there with open arms "So make this fun for me"