Still sitting in his folding chair, Francis looked at the Salamander as he declared his allegiance to the Green Skull. Watching him move back to his corner, he slowly began to raise his hand up.
"You're not alone in joining the Green Skull, Mr. Salamander. I also want in. "
His voice sounded serious for once, despite himself playfully referring to this guy as 'Mr.' He was familiar with quite a few of these heroes' work, realising this as he looked around the room once more.
"Somebody needs to rid the city of these fucking assholes ruining it, and who better than us? Working together?"
He held his chin in solemn thought, contemplating whether or not he should say these next words, but eventually he decided that they were all probably in the same boat as him. Something caused these guys to take up the mantle and bring the fight back to the city that liked to destroy it's citizens.
"I don't know about you guys, but this fucking town turned my mom into an alcoholic wreck, and scarred me mentally. I mean, who else is crazy enough to go out at night in this kind of getup and fuck assholes up? Me, that's who. Probably you guys too."
As he spoke, his voice began to sound more pumped up and emotional, he truly believed teaming up would help clean up this godforsaken town once and for all.