19 Star Ball || Piccolo
[Piccolo stalked through the halls. His demenor far different then usual. I wicked grin was plastered on his face and he was unnaturally calm (for him anyway), his arms were folded neatly behind his back. His cape and turban had been discarded and the way he walked through the halls was closer to proweling and quite unlike the brisk pace he usually kept. It was almost like he was hunting for something. Daring anyone to cross his path.
occasionally he'll rake his claws along the wall and cackle, reveling in the destruction, even if it's only minor. He's biding his time before he really decides to get started.]
((OOC:Piccolo has made a temporary regression to his mind as Piccolo Daimao. He's pretty much having another tantrum, only he's more than a bit more dangerous. So approach at your own risk, and have an escape plan!))
occasionally he'll rake his claws along the wall and cackle, reveling in the destruction, even if it's only minor. He's biding his time before he really decides to get started.]
((OOC:Piccolo has made a temporary regression to his mind as Piccolo Daimao. He's pretty much having another tantrum, only he's more than a bit more dangerous. So approach at your own risk, and have an escape plan!))