Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20161206023856/@comment-24617443-20161223055541

Zincz is a pretty nice guy,

He likes being around people and is really friendly and surprisingly approachable despite his intimidating appearance.

Though many may think that by his jolly exterior that he's a pretty chill guy and he is...

If no one tries to get him pissed.

How do you get him pissed?

Do what Gillian did.

Zincz felt his veins popping out on his forehead as Gil, the supposed reincarnation of some dude named... Kikiam Chichika? He hams himself up while insulting everyone in the room, going on about worms and dirt and that's he's some divine being and all that.

And Zincz doesn't like that.

Not one bit.

But Zincz isn't gonna try to beat the living shit outta him, or rather he couldn't.

Even with his blood beginning to boil from this guy's Density-of-the-Sun-level ego, he could feel that he was confident for a reason.

He was dangerous.

But so is Zincz.

Then, a brilliant idea hit him, and he grins from behind his helmet.

Walking up to Gil, he simply stands right in front of the walking jewerly shop and after a few seconds of complete silence he pats his right shoulder and gives out another of his jolly laughs.

"Hello there,  good sir! I'm Zincz Greyhound! I hope a "worm" like me can be of help to you in this exciting mission.", Zincz cheerfully says to Gillian with a hearty laugh in the end before walking towards the largest chair he could find, removed his weapon from his back, gave a quick stretch and finally plopped himself down onto it, sighing in relief as he does so.