07-05-2018, 12:40 AM
Well that didn't take long. Videogames looks up and grins as he sees the ... very, very bright cat. That was fair. They were both yellow, just the same. Videogames used to be a pretty golden color, but now he was just really, really pale. What happened? Now that was a good question that Videogames would refuse to answer even if questioned.
"Everyone can be a bro if they want to be," Videogames says, playfully indignant as he grins crookedly at the other feline. Gradually, the serval pushes himself back into a sitting position with a soft groan, shuffling his paws for a few moments until it doesn't hurt as much. "But you can be a ... broette. Sis? No. Sorry, you're a bro now," He means it all in good fun of course -- bro is pretty gender neutral to him at this point, and that's just how it was, sorry. Still, with Atbash's arrival, he allows himself a yawn and another grin. Hard to believe he was an entire leader with his general lack of care about ... anything. He was pretty chill. Which was a weird trait to have kept after Arrowhead's grueling training or whatever.
"Uh -- look, I'm Videogames, here on behalf of Moonlight Vale, yadda yadda," They didn't even know the goddamn name, what was the point. He allows himself a soft, exasperated groan before moving on. No time to waste, he could chat once shit was done and over with. "Pro'lly haven't heard of us and this is like some weird door to door thing. I'm leader there, and I'm not here for an alliance or any shit 'cause we're so small that there's literally no point," Seriously, they were a mini-mini group. At max they'd be able to offer ... resources. Lots of resources. There weren't enough people to use them all please take them. But. Right. Mini mini group and this was some fuckin ... mini empire. A clan. "So I'm mostly here to give this basket as a well wish so we're on good standing or whatever. It's mostly herbs, heard yall need them. And we're not really established or anything, y'know. But feel free to ask questions if you're suspicious or anything, I guess." He was rambling a little bit, but that was just how Videogames worked, it would seem. He was an entertainer above all else -- and leader-ing was not his forte. Here's to hoping they didn't think they were fuckin weird for coming out here with a clan name that literally nobody knew and basically saying 'dear god please tolerate our existence'. To be fair the last times they didn't make peace they were always nearly killed, so! He had the right, thank you very fucking much.
//as it should be lmfao
"Everyone can be a bro if they want to be," Videogames says, playfully indignant as he grins crookedly at the other feline. Gradually, the serval pushes himself back into a sitting position with a soft groan, shuffling his paws for a few moments until it doesn't hurt as much. "But you can be a ... broette. Sis? No. Sorry, you're a bro now," He means it all in good fun of course -- bro is pretty gender neutral to him at this point, and that's just how it was, sorry. Still, with Atbash's arrival, he allows himself a yawn and another grin. Hard to believe he was an entire leader with his general lack of care about ... anything. He was pretty chill. Which was a weird trait to have kept after Arrowhead's grueling training or whatever.
"Uh -- look, I'm Videogames, here on behalf of Moonlight Vale, yadda yadda," They didn't even know the goddamn name, what was the point. He allows himself a soft, exasperated groan before moving on. No time to waste, he could chat once shit was done and over with. "Pro'lly haven't heard of us and this is like some weird door to door thing. I'm leader there, and I'm not here for an alliance or any shit 'cause we're so small that there's literally no point," Seriously, they were a mini-mini group. At max they'd be able to offer ... resources. Lots of resources. There weren't enough people to use them all please take them. But. Right. Mini mini group and this was some fuckin ... mini empire. A clan. "So I'm mostly here to give this basket as a well wish so we're on good standing or whatever. It's mostly herbs, heard yall need them. And we're not really established or anything, y'know. But feel free to ask questions if you're suspicious or anything, I guess." He was rambling a little bit, but that was just how Videogames worked, it would seem. He was an entertainer above all else -- and leader-ing was not his forte. Here's to hoping they didn't think they were fuckin weird for coming out here with a clan name that literally nobody knew and basically saying 'dear god please tolerate our existence'. To be fair the last times they didn't make peace they were always nearly killed, so! He had the right, thank you very fucking much.
//as it should be lmfao
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