They Shouldn't Have Made Him Angry [Open]

Unbeknownst to Adam, John had undergone training that most other members of the Consecro would not have – at least, not to the intensity that he had. John had been made to control his emotions, to keep his cool, until commanded otherwise. The “training” he was going through when Adam had passed him, was just a test to see how well he managed himself under duress. He was phenomenal at it, but he had been deployed for a mission, and – much to his dismay – he had been forced into his more muscular stte. And it wasn’t one where he would recognise people, unless they had made a significant impression on him.

Unfortunately for Adam, John had only a fleeting impression of him – and, in the enraged state he was in, john interpreted Adam as an enemy. That was most likely what he had been told – to NEVER get close to John when he was in his enraged state, unless victory seemed certain. Not only was he more durable, but his ability to feel pain was lessened, to the point where he could charge directly into an Arrancar’s punch, and shrug it off like it was nothing. And, if Adam was unlucky, he would get to see these talents of John’s in action.

John turned his head to Adam, and grunted upon noticing his presence. Almost on instinct, Jon roared, and threw a punch in Adam’s general direction. It wasn’t particularly strong – for him, anyway – but it was quick. This would likely give him to opportunity to gather his strength and realign his focus to the battle ahead. Following the punch, John leapt to one side, and took hold of the underside of a mini. And, with what seemed like little effort, he lifted the car above his head, and threw it towards Adam, fully intending to hit his fellow Proxy If it wasn’t clear before, it was now – John was a threat, and needed to be subdued.

John, unable to properly process his own thoughts, had attempted to grab at Adam while he was in the air Naturally, this ended unsuccessfully, prompting John to turn around and roar in frustration. While a calm, collected John would have defused the situation quickly, and would have followed orders, it was fairly obvious that the big guy wasn’t as willing to cooperate. This was evidenced by his complete lack of control – and, of course, by the fact that he was now attacking a Consecro member he had no real reason to even be in contact with in the first place.

While Adam would not hurt John, John was all too willing to hurt Adam.
“JHON SMASH LITTLE MAN!” he bellowed, his voice and tone enough to cause even the mightiest of the animal world’s predators to shrink back in fear. With astounding force he brought his fists down where Adam was, and if he made contact, he would pound into Adam for as long as he could. However, his instincts told him to find other methods of attack, to make sure that Adam stayed down. Not many humans would be able to withstand one of his bone-shattering punches, but there was always the possibility of them moving out of the way.

Grunting, John leapt backwards, his breaths deep and deliberate, his eyes nearly glowing with rage. He may have reverted into an enormous rage monster, but he was by no means all out of brain power. He knew how to adapt to some basic situations, what hurt and what didn’t. Right now, he was trying to intimidate his foe, having shown his power. A practise commonplace in the animal kingdom, and one that his instincts told him to do. And, to be fair, most would be afraid of a hulking mass of muscle, that moved surprisingly fast, but hit with every bit of power they expected.