07-21-2019, 06:30 PM
FOURTHWALL FALLOUT
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
Fourth would grin as RK515 appeared, a smirk settling on his lips at the canines words. He knew by know to expect endless questions from the ever curious robot- maybe not curiosity, then, since machines couldn't think like that could they? It was a quest, none the less, for the mechanical canine to always be looking for answers, and so the hellhound wasn't put off by their question. "Clans are a complicated thing, bud. We have something called 'pride' and often that pride outweighs a desire for peace or other paths that may seem more logical. The Pitt has been wronged, and a border skirmish will help remind our enemies that we aren't to be underestimated. They burned down our territory last time they forgot that, and so we have to make an effort to remind them that there are consequences to their actions." he would reply, trying his best to explain it in terms the other could understand. He knew that RK probably had a mindset that was more commonly searching for logical outcomes, like how to avoid losses or to thrive in the best way possible, and going to war likely wasn't something they could understand when the reasoning for it was more emotional and metaphorical than logically driven by facts.
"Are you a fighter? You could come along if you want. You might be able to learn some thing or question any captives we might take. ould be fuuuuun." he'd tempt, knowing the other had no concept of fun but figuring he might be temted at the idea of gathering information. After all, machines couldn't feel things like sympathy or regret, could they? If RK was trained in combat they might as well try to take advantage of it.
He was glad to see bai shi making her way over, and would pause to offer the female a nod of greeting. Hopefully they could get a couple more people to show up to go with them, but if not Fourth was sure he could come up with some ways to make it fun anyways.
"SPEECH
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
Fourth would grin as RK515 appeared, a smirk settling on his lips at the canines words. He knew by know to expect endless questions from the ever curious robot- maybe not curiosity, then, since machines couldn't think like that could they? It was a quest, none the less, for the mechanical canine to always be looking for answers, and so the hellhound wasn't put off by their question. "Clans are a complicated thing, bud. We have something called 'pride' and often that pride outweighs a desire for peace or other paths that may seem more logical. The Pitt has been wronged, and a border skirmish will help remind our enemies that we aren't to be underestimated. They burned down our territory last time they forgot that, and so we have to make an effort to remind them that there are consequences to their actions." he would reply, trying his best to explain it in terms the other could understand. He knew that RK probably had a mindset that was more commonly searching for logical outcomes, like how to avoid losses or to thrive in the best way possible, and going to war likely wasn't something they could understand when the reasoning for it was more emotional and metaphorical than logically driven by facts.
"Are you a fighter? You could come along if you want. You might be able to learn some thing or question any captives we might take. ould be fuuuuun." he'd tempt, knowing the other had no concept of fun but figuring he might be temted at the idea of gathering information. After all, machines couldn't feel things like sympathy or regret, could they? If RK was trained in combat they might as well try to take advantage of it.
He was glad to see bai shi making her way over, and would pause to offer the female a nod of greeting. Hopefully they could get a couple more people to show up to go with them, but if not Fourth was sure he could come up with some ways to make it fun anyways.
"SPEECH
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Fourthwall Fallout - Charcoal/Maroon Brindle Hellhound - 22 Months - The Pitt
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Fourthwall Fallout - Charcoal/Maroon Brindle Hellhound - 22 Months - The Pitt