Spring time was slowly crawling away to make way for summer time and Pincher was not entirely too sure he liked it. He knew that the Typhoon was able to remain cool mainly due to the expansive ocean that stretched towards the horizon but still, he felt his lean figure feel a wave of heat overtake it as soon as he stepped out of the Capricorn Tavern with a limp tentacle hanging out of his pale caramel paws. As he chewed the live octopus, he wrinkled his nose as he felt the writhing limb try to push it's tip into his nostrils which caused the doberman to let out a grunt to rumble in his throat. Fresh octopus tasted delicious but was a pain to eat as he simply kept gnawing on his lunch, realizing that he was fucking late to his own meeting arrangement. "Oh shit, shit, shit, shit."
Was all that came from his stuffed face as the obsidian canine picked up the pace to head towards the lumbering turtle statue that was at the center of their camp. Halting briefly in front of it, Pincher called out "Meeting at the Deep Sea Dome! Hurry up, I've got shit to tell you lot!"
At the end of his sentence, their oh so wonderful leader felt the slime of the octopus tickle his throat and caused him to have a loud coughing fit erupt from him as he padded away, velvety ears drawn back as he tried to not die from eating lunch. As he reached the rocky tunnel that slowly developed itself to become crystal smooth glass, the bright blue glow of the sun's reflection into the sea bathed Pincher and he glanced briefly up, noticing a tiger shark had it's teeth sinking into a limb of some poor trespasser that had tried to slip into their island. Probably Tanglewood but Pincher didn't have time to care for them at the moment, instead he needed to focus on his crew and what positons would need to be filled up to let it become more functioning.
Reaching the dome, Pincher felt a shiver roll down his spine when he realized what day it was. Small flashes of memories began to burn inside his head, piercing the cool atmosphere that he tried so hard to keep around him. He halted in front of the throne, warm sapphire blue eyes turning to slits of frigid arctic when he remembered. The sinking of teeth into flesh. The tear and spill of crimson blood. It was all coming back to him but the doberman's pinned ears snapped upwards when he heard footsteps. The rest of the Typhoon was soon to arrive and it was best that they do not see him in this state. His lower jaw clenched as the well-built canine hopped lightly on top of the throne, glancing briefly towards the vase that held the ceremonial drink for members he believed deserved to be promoted. He rolled his broad shoulders as he listened to the footsteps getting closer, allowing his mind to shut down any insecurity, any trace of fear. He had to focus or he would sink in this damn dome. Once enough members had arrived, the Captain allowed a cool chairsmatic smirk to crack onto his muzzle as the male gave a light nod towards everyone as they settled down. Alright seemed like enough members so he decided to start. "For the fuckers that show up to these meetings, I want to thank you for not being lazy asshats. As of now, I will begin to take note of who's here to meetings so think this as a good way to get noticed if you ever want to rise ranks, mates."
He began, blunt and straight to the point as he pressed his dark back against the support of the throne, enjoying the feeling of the cool surface of it creating tiny spikes of enjoyable shocks down his spine. He knew he shouldn't promote only members that show up to the official meetings but the male would begin to take note on who was actually here to listen to him. He knew meetings were boring as shit but he needed to get his say to his crew or their communication would become messy and disorganized."I've bumped into some new freshies around here and don't try to hide from me, I'm pointing you folks out right now. Séamus, Lilypoise, Tesserae, and Maisie. Séamus seems to know some members from the Typhoon already but I know damn well he doesn't know everyone here. Lilypoise is a nice chick so don't forget to say hello. Tesserae came to us not in the best of health but now she's got us to deal with so take it easy on her. And Maisie, my the lady knows how to come in with a grand show of mist to get our attention. Welcome to the Typhoon....and my two kids, Coldblue, Roman and Goldenluxury. They are a pain in my ass so you will have to deal with them too."
He commented, remembering all of their first impressions. The members of the Typhoon were an odd lot, members that did came from various different backgrounds and yet Pincher hardly knew anyone beyond their surface and he believed perhaps this would let him bring up the decision for a meet and greet party later on. However, he quickly shifted gears and decides to get to the juicy part of the meeting. "If none of you have kept track about politics, here's the little spill on what's happening. Tanglewood is still our slimy enemy so I still want some captures or kills, go all out if you want to, I don't give a shit what you do. However, I have spoken recently to the leader of the Ascendants and we have decided to become allies. So try not to cause any trouble unless you want a damn strike on ya record. Snowbound is off-limits as well for we are working on a trial alliance to see if things sail smoothly. I will be creating an ambassador program soon so if you are interested, keep an eye out for that."
Politics and smooth-talking had always been Pincher's strong suit. Perhaps his father's brother, Archie was the reason behind this. The doberman's web of thought was filled with strings of ideas and future plans, ones that he dreamed of completing in the future.
His vibrant aqua eyes danced to each face that had eyes locked and focused on him, Pincher coming to terms that they were depending on him to continue. He wanted to but he felt a stinging pain jab itself into his skull and he felt his left eye twitch while he bit down on his salmon pink tongue. Migraines. They always came when cursed memories tried to push themselves into his head. However, he gave his head a light shake before deciding to continue "Weekly tasks are up so get them while they're hot! If you actually do them then I will be impressed and even realize you are capable of having some responsibility and being promoted. Also there are medical tryouts going out right now! I'm supervising it and if you think you have what it takes to deal with us coming all battered up then go check it out before it's too late. You can either participate or listen to me struggling on the subject of healing. Next thing I'll be speaking about is promotions so listen up"
Pincher drawled while raising a muscular back leg to paw at an itch behind his pointed large ear, deciding to wait a bit and take a small break from all the information that was being processed by his group. Plus he needed to breathe unless they wanted him to pass out right then and there.
- warm welcome to seamus/lilypoise/tesserae/maisie/coldblue/roman/goldenluxury
- the ascendants and snowbound are allies (ambassador program will be added soon)
- brownie points for people that post in meetings + actually do their weekly tasks/ooc prompts
- check out weekly tasks
as well as medical tryouts
- second part of the meeting will be posted after enough replies
- apologies for the late meeting, life has been hectic af