PATHOLOGICAL LIAR — DISCUSSION

[PINCHER]

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently married. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓

❝ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN — YOUR SILENCE IS MY FAVORITE SOUND ❞

Pincher was iffy about alliances but he was never intimidated by it. He understood that with friends, there were possiblities of closed doors becoming open. The Typhoon didn't have any current allies but they weren't in a crisis of needing any at the moment but it was always nice to have someone to be shoulder to shoulder. The Rosebloods had decided to arrive and he had to admit, he saw potential in their groups becoming quite powerful already but that was his opinion. Pincher had never really been one for teamwork in his early age, selfish and conceited that his opinion was the best one. But after multiple mistakes in the past leading to where he was now, Pincher realized that he was wrong. If one desired to lead a group, they had to make sure to listen to what the voices of the mass had to say about any sort of big decisions that could change whatever was happening in the crew. This is what he had told the Rosebloods that had come to check out the volcanic island inhabitants and now, he was heading back to the main camp area with his mind swimming with thoughts. He tended to always overthink every choice he made, his mind stretching out to analyze every word he had said and what he had heard, causing a small prick of a headache to burn his left temple but he simply inhaled a small breath before exhaling a small trail of blue smoke before halting in the main area of the camp.

"Everyone this is an important announcement, so listen the fuck up, will ya? The Rosebloods, a new group has decided to check us out and make a possible alliance work. If you may not know, I do voting decisions on this due to how it can affect not just me but everyone else in the crew. If you are not aware on who the Rosebloods are, they are warbound like us. They seemed like decent folk but for now, I'm open to your opinion on them. Vote yes or no while also stating a reason onto your choice." He called out, his low voice traced with patience as he leaned back into a relaxed sitting position beneath the shade of a palm tree, his round velvety ears pricked as he wondered what his crewmates had to say about the possible alliance. He was at the moment in a state of neutral and in between the two choices since he didn't see any emergency of the Typhoon needing allies but at the same time, he wouldn't mind making a positive relationship. He raised a large ivory paw to claw at an itch while he waited, trying to ignore the headache that was slowly dragging its teeth through his skull as his vibrant ice blue gaze flickered towards the oncoming members.

❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL  — JAGUAR — FATHER — HUSBAND ❞

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