07-27-2019, 02:59 AM
I GRIEVE IN STEREO, THE STEREO SOUNDS STRANGE.
Hello? Hello?
Arrow's eyes widened when Goldie snapped back, a few irritated blinks following soon after. Now she understood that Goldenluxury was in a bit of a cranky state, so was she, but to accuse her Tanglers with such disrespectful air about her was something that the brown feline was not about to take with her tail between her legs. Typhoon official, pirate princess or not. Goldie, in her own defense, had never had an actual conversation with Arrow and was soon to find out that a mature and professional filter had not come installed in this one.
So sorry, Crow. Is it demotion time yet?
"I dOn'T rEaLlY gIvE a FuCk WhAt ThEy WaNt- bitch." Her long tail thrashed about as she mimicked Goldie's words in a mocking tone, all desire to at least try and keep a mature front tossed aside as something about the response just pushed her buttons a little too hard. It could have been that being sick left her a little more mean, with no fucks left to give and no shits given about this being an ally. She'd just fall back on the argument that Goldie started it by dragging them all out here. Crow didn't scare her, and neither did Goldie. "Girl, girl, motive is everything, even if it's just for fun. There's a pattern goin' on, dude's doing it for the hell of it, you stompin' up in my god damn swamp demandin' answers won't make em magically appear. Sit down and let's fucking figure it out one step at a time, princess." Her tone dripped with previously suppressed sass, an attitude towards the Typhoon girl spiraling out of her immediate control.
Arrow buried her face into her shoulder and let out a muffled cough, that stupid metallic taste ruining her mood further. She caught sight of Michael out the corner of her eye in the process, tilting her head. Her tone relaxed, softened. "You don't gotta stay here, man. You can go if you don't wanna be here."
// this is just ooc just in case i love goldie pls
Hello? Hello?
Arrow's eyes widened when Goldie snapped back, a few irritated blinks following soon after. Now she understood that Goldenluxury was in a bit of a cranky state, so was she, but to accuse her Tanglers with such disrespectful air about her was something that the brown feline was not about to take with her tail between her legs. Typhoon official, pirate princess or not. Goldie, in her own defense, had never had an actual conversation with Arrow and was soon to find out that a mature and professional filter had not come installed in this one.
So sorry, Crow. Is it demotion time yet?
"I dOn'T rEaLlY gIvE a FuCk WhAt ThEy WaNt- bitch." Her long tail thrashed about as she mimicked Goldie's words in a mocking tone, all desire to at least try and keep a mature front tossed aside as something about the response just pushed her buttons a little too hard. It could have been that being sick left her a little more mean, with no fucks left to give and no shits given about this being an ally. She'd just fall back on the argument that Goldie started it by dragging them all out here. Crow didn't scare her, and neither did Goldie. "Girl, girl, motive is everything, even if it's just for fun. There's a pattern goin' on, dude's doing it for the hell of it, you stompin' up in my god damn swamp demandin' answers won't make em magically appear. Sit down and let's fucking figure it out one step at a time, princess." Her tone dripped with previously suppressed sass, an attitude towards the Typhoon girl spiraling out of her immediate control.
Arrow buried her face into her shoulder and let out a muffled cough, that stupid metallic taste ruining her mood further. She caught sight of Michael out the corner of her eye in the process, tilting her head. Her tone relaxed, softened. "You don't gotta stay here, man. You can go if you don't wanna be here."
// this is just ooc just in case i love goldie pls