THIS IS WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT || Meeting 7/25

[Stryker]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ —  All the newcomers felt nice to see... or hear in this case. Stryker was not necessarily a new member, but he was making his debut on the main channel of Snowbound these days by interacting. None of the names were people he met already, so he didn't necessarily see them join. How disappointing. To think that he didn't butt his lil (or large) head into their genuine conversation saddened him. "Why welcome to the club," came his answer for now. "Don't be too cocky around here. After all, we're peaceful." A slight snicker rumbled from his throat. Even one prank would probably rustle the jimmies of these folks.

But what was Dmitri promoted to? Stryker crooked his head, eyeing the leader curiously in hopes that he would explain what rank he was promoted to. For all he knew, it could of been fucking leader. Hell, Dmitri should of stated it was leader. He'd call that an interesting overthrow! Seriously, he knew that would never happen. He could only hope for his wildest dreams to become a piece of reality. Instead, this was probably a minor promotion. Nothing special or interesting, but perhaps a rank change by one for Dmitri. Truly, his thoughts were getting out of hand and being way too specific in the matter of statements. Fucking weirdo... Now if only someone read his mind. Now THAT would be interesting.

Murder? In a peaceful clan!? Oh no... What a tragedy. Stryker was practically bending over the toilet to blow chunks in agony. His eyes could pry wide in fear as he let out a horrifying scream that spread across Snowbound-nation with all his might... but he didn't... because that was life for you. They couldn't go around expecting their clan to be peaceful forever. Eventually, something like that was going to happen. The Typhoon, in most cases, would probably go down to enemy after a long winded yelling match between two kings of the nation. Then they would wage war... blah blah blah... End scene. 'You get the point.' Truthfully, he was not surprised by this 'murder' or the fact that these clans were dropped. Thankfully, the alliances being made were pleasurable. The more help, the better they had a chance against their future enemy.

In other news, the ambassador program seemed neat. It gave him the excuse to spew more bullshit to others with his weird ass metaphors. Stryker made a mental note to look that up later so he could be a step ahead in the game.