LAMPSHADES ON FIRE / 06.16 meeting

[arcy]

Paranormalhoax didn't know shit about clans, honestly. Honestly, he'd spent a few days just sulking away, since he had no idea what he was doing. Also, he was kind of terrified of whatever may be lurking outside of camp. Alligators? Traps? Not his problem! Still, eventually Paranormalhoax does leave. And just in time to discover ... whatever this was. Why was the dragon-dog, Frenrisul or something(it didn't sound right, honestly) being used to cook marshmallows? ... Well, they were making smores, really, and boy if Paranormalhoax wasn't excited for that, but seriously. And -- oh! Him! Hearing his own name, Paranormalhoax's tail wags. A welcome, then! That was cool! Then there were more shoutouts to people Paranormalhoax just didn't know. He didn't know anybody here, honestly. Promotions, and even more stuff Paranormalhoax didn't get. He might take a look at the library, though! Maybe they'd have some books that actually interested him, then!
"Uh, okay!" Paranormalhoax decides to chirp, since everybody else was saying something and Paranormalhoax had literally no idea what was going on. Still, at Beck's prompted, Paranormalhoax wriggles through the crowd to fetch a Marshmallow, tail beginning to wag. Now here's one thing he understands -- smores! He made a lot of them when he was on his own. Or ... just marshmallows. Paranormalhoax didn't have the stuff for full smores. But still! He's excited to have some again! And just as he's about to crunch down, Beck goes off rambling about ... ambassadors or something. Right, alliances. Not Paranormalhoax's thing, and even if he wanted to, enough people had already volunteered, so --

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[Luciferr]

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But Heed this lesson well,
When the weak court death, They find it -

Fenrisulfr mostly just looked resigned - or bored - sitting there without complaint whilst his spines were used to roast smores though he couldn't really find it in himself to overly care about the spectacle - long since learned since beck did seemingly live (ah irony) to make a spectacle of every meeting,

Which he couldn't really complain about either, certainly made it less - tedious ?

though he merely quirked a brow at Amunet's comment with a good natured huff of 'annoyance' whilst everyone gathered up their sweets and the big draconic-esque wolf hummed "congratulations" to those promoted with a nod to those welcomed whom he'd already met.


/late and small ;-;

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