Locker Room Talk (Patreon)

Alright, coach, let's clear some things up. First of all - who do you think you are? Coach? Yeah, okay, big deal. Do you really think that means you're in charge?

Pfffah! Dude. Look at me. I'm like 10 feet tall. You're like a friggin' toddler near me. I could kick you across this room like you were nothing!

But that's beside the point. I don't need to hurt you to prove anything. The point is: what I say goes. -I- am in charge of the team. They listen to -me-. If they had to, who were they choose?

So when I say we're having a party at my house, that's what the team's having. I don't care if you said we should train. I don't care if we have a game tomorrow. Pfft. As if we needed anything to win anyway...

And stop tryin' to lift my foot. I'm not even pressing. Pff. Should make you kiss them. Lick them. These feet are worth more than YOU, lil' guy. Half the trophies in this friggin' dump are because of me and my feet. You should be worshiping them.

...I'm alright though. Just take this as a warning. I don't appreciate lil' runts going around acting like they're in charge. Runts like you have their place, coach. And you overstepped yours today. Don't wanna see this happen again. Got it?

Gift for the awesome Monasvolk. Here's coach Draus being given a little talk by Keene, the giant lizard dude. Seems like he needed to be put on his place and reminded of who's in charge.

Got really lazy again with some things. For some reason, backgrounds are starting to really bother me. Also, note to self: learn how to draw shoes.