08-01-2018, 01:44 PM
★ THERE'S A THING CALLED LOVE THAT WE ALL FORGET, AND IT'S A WASTED LOVE, THAT WE ALL REGRET. YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE JUST ONCE, SO DON'T FORGET, FORGET ABOUT A THING CALLED LOVE —
Cass had no idea what was going on between his clan and the Typhoon. A few NPCs had made it known to him that there were pirates sneaking around, but the drunken canine didn't concern himself with it. "That would never happen to me" he would tell himself, chuckling. But he had been wrong, oh so wrong. A few beers later and he had found himself wandering too far. The next thing he knew, the german shepherd was hitting the sand covered ground, a grunt escaping him as he fell. Unable to find his strength yet, vision blurred and senses distorted, he could do nothing as he was bound up, eyes flickering to and fro as he examined his surroundings. Where in hell?
"Should've just dumped your asses into the middle of the sea"
Pincher's voice was ultimately what made him snap back to reality, shaking his head as he gazed in confusion up at the jaguar. "Who the fuck are you? Where the hell are we?" He asked, blue eyes narrowed to slits. Then, as if not noticing the chains around his body, he would turn his head to each of his sides, looking for something. "And where the hell is my beer?"
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #0FDDAF; font-size: 24px;"]— CASS ★
#psychosocial."Should've just dumped your asses into the middle of the sea"
Pincher's voice was ultimately what made him snap back to reality, shaking his head as he gazed in confusion up at the jaguar. "Who the fuck are you? Where the hell are we?" He asked, blue eyes narrowed to slits. Then, as if not noticing the chains around his body, he would turn his head to each of his sides, looking for something. "And where the hell is my beer?"
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #0FDDAF; font-size: 24px;"]— CASS ★
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