Maximus Goldstone

Don’t make me put the guns down.

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

He’s now talking to a guard who is trying to calm Max down.

“You mean she SAW someone shoot Mandy, not she SHOT Mandy?”

He scratched his head with his pistol, still confused.

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

Alright boys who is gonna swing first

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

LETS GET HER BOYS

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

“No. I ain’t ever see you before. Name 5 Council Members.”

[Jewel Kemuri @FamilyBlades]

Tissue?

[Jewel Kemuri @FamilyBlades]

Is at Mandy’s wake.

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@NxghtmareFuel “Kamara!” He sat up, grinning.

“I mean, I was just trying to have a good fight! All the work I do for him now is so boring and involves all this sneaking around and…”

He was really excited to see her. She’d probably have to cut him off or he wasn’t going to stop talking.

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

Wakes up in the infirmary confused.

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@KnightsSavior He rolled his eyes, lifting a hand to shoo her away.

“I don’t have to explain myself to anyone! Especially not some low level grunt like you. Besides, what do you even do here?”

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter - followed up with a massive headbutt. It seemed he put everything into this, because he was going to follow through with this strike, even if it missed.

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

Now on the same rooftop as Reiner, he lifted both his hands up as he shrugged, still walking towards him.

“From one killer to another, I know what you are.” The magazines ejected from the weapons, exploding against the rooftop to cave it in. The goldstone hid in the smoke and-

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter - sent ripples across his skin.

His once lifted arms came down like two whips, fast and seemingly fluid in motion as he attempted to catch the territory mage’s head between his fists.

This strike aimed to totally destroy his equilibrium.

Goldstone Style: Crashing Wave.

He-

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter - that was aimed for the Family goon’s knee, with intent to crush it.

“You’ll need to be perfect to beat a Goldstone though.”

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter Max tracked Reiner as he snapped a kick off, his arm going to block the kick. The force was so great that it sent him sliding a few inches to the side, while the shockwave blew the debris behind him back.

“Not bad!” The compliment was genuine, as was the kick-stomp hybrid—

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter - plant the other.

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter “HAHA!” He charged through his own explosives, coming out without a scratch!

With the distance closed, he launched off his lead leg, driving his rear leg forward in an attempted flying knee to the other’s face. He’d follow up with interlaced hands, going for a hammer fist to-

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter - his veins to grant increased speed, power and processing speed.

“Last words?”

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter - family under contract. That ended, someone else offered to pay me more.” Muscular arms went to pull the tank top off, the youngest of the Goldstone’s grinning at what was next.

“My next move? I’m gonna fuckin kill you!” His muscles began to swell up, magic pumping through-

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

CENSORING HER NAME IS NUTS!!!!

[Zalen Castle @CastlesDefenses]

@GoldStonesPride “My angle? Blood.” He smiled brightly, taking a step forward.

“You say you used to work for us? Was your bond with The Family not strong enough? Are you a pagan dog like that one traitorous wench Cr*sdelin? All you need is over here, so why leave? That kinda gets my blood —

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter - ‘resolving conflict’ like he was taught in a required council learning.

[Maximus Goldstone @GoldStonesPride]

@BallisticHunter “Just like that?” He tilted his head in confusion.

“I find that hard to believe.” He pocketed his hands. Keeping a gun on this guy wasn’t doing much anyway.

“I used to work for the Family. What’s your angle? I’m almost positive we can pay more.” This was his weak attempt at-