06-13-2018, 05:28 PM
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So much was going on this week. They got some new roommates- aka Snowbound- he made tons of friends, and Pincher looked to be healing up... okay-ish. He still looked ragged to all hell, but it was an improvement considering his unannounced drop in the middle of the previous meeting. Wade had been hanging around in the jungle when the conch rang out, signaling the meeting. He had been hesitant on going, having been in the middle of a good game of chess with one of the locals. He'd ultimately decide to just stick a pin in it before trotting off to join the growing crowd of people, slinking over next to Vanessa and taking a seat.
Everything was the same as last; talk talk newbie talk shoutouts warnings talk talk wade talk strikers- Oh wait. Oh woah Pincher called his name? The maned wold did a double take. Being promoted was rather unexpected and had certainly caught him off guard, evident in his eyes, now blown wide like saucers. He looked to those around him as the green... something- a drink- was served in front of him. "I have no fucking idea what a Striker does but I'll do my best." he thanked, bringing the drink to his lips, tipping back, and downing that sucker in one.
So much was going on this week. They got some new roommates- aka Snowbound- he made tons of friends, and Pincher looked to be healing up... okay-ish. He still looked ragged to all hell, but it was an improvement considering his unannounced drop in the middle of the previous meeting. Wade had been hanging around in the jungle when the conch rang out, signaling the meeting. He had been hesitant on going, having been in the middle of a good game of chess with one of the locals. He'd ultimately decide to just stick a pin in it before trotting off to join the growing crowd of people, slinking over next to Vanessa and taking a seat.
Everything was the same as last; talk talk newbie talk shoutouts warnings talk talk wade talk strikers- Oh wait. Oh woah Pincher called his name? The maned wold did a double take. Being promoted was rather unexpected and had certainly caught him off guard, evident in his eyes, now blown wide like saucers. He looked to those around him as the green... something- a drink- was served in front of him. "I have no fucking idea what a Striker does but I'll do my best." he thanked, bringing the drink to his lips, tipping back, and downing that sucker in one.
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