Pyotr Stravinsky @PyotrStravinsky

*The bird let out a little chirp as it looked at Pyotr* I guess we're not too different, all I do is hop around too. #Exodus

*His voice was filled to the brim with disgust* A stupid little thing that just hops around. Part of their "Lifeweb". #Exodus

They didn't /want/ me, none of them. The Red king, the Green Kingdom, or even Death's lady. But they want YOU? #Exodus

*He stopped as he saw a bird hopping across the grass* I don't like you. You think you're better than me, don't you? #Exodus

There's a party in my mind,and I hope it never stops. *Pyotr sung to himself,alone in the park, he thought clearly for a small time* #Exodus

*He didn't really know why he had gotten out, he just did. It's not as if he hated the asylum, it was comfortable* #Exodus

*Psycho Pirate walked through Rootsville park in Gotham, it was dark out and it seemed to be rather empty, he swung his arms around*

So dependent, you'd all be dead without /them/. *Rolling around, the last word spat out like acid from his tongue* Sickening. #Project52

*Pyotr's body is beaten by Gilad, he rolls around, slowly, very slowly, regaining his flesh* I just, too much, too much. #Project52

*Pyotr stepped back, his body falling apart nearly, lumbering into the wall made by Kay* They're drowning, let me help them. #Project52

*Pyotr stepped back, his body falling apart nearly, lumbering into the wall made by Kay* They're drowning, let me help them.

*He straitens his mask, sending a donkey kick at Gilad, and his eyes begin to bleed into a pool* I am what's pure. #Project52

*Pyotr's neck twists from the hit, him shoving it back into place* That wasn't polite, heathen. #Project52

Ugh, "emotion". *Psycho Pirate runs in between the family, spreading his arms like a bear* You'll all filthy. *His body rippled* #Project52

*Psycho Pirate is surprised by the floor collapsing, looking around the rubble to see if his prey escaped* #Project52

*And who he was doing it for*

*His face was scared from the hand grenade that exploded, he enjoyed that, so he would never forget what he was doing*

*He traveled the world, trying to find out what could be done to make the world better, so no other person would end up like him, or Esa*

*Years later, the Cold War was over, the U.S.S.R. was Russia, and his land again was free, Pyotr was not pleased, however*

*For years afterword, he sat bitter in his homeland, living under the U.S.S.R. having to sit while his people were not free*