07-30-2019, 10:14 PM
FOURTHWALL FALLOUT
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
The tiger was in luck if noise was what it wanted, because if there's one thing that the hybrid was well adept at, it was inserting himself into other peoples lives without their consent. He liked to talk, to bug people with nonesense, to just be with someone and have them there, for any purpose at all. He wasn't sure why, he'd never thought about it. What point would there be in doing so? Fourth was a simple guy. He didn't filter himself and he believed in enjoying the little things in life, which was why he seldom ever denied his impulses. This led to him having a fairly high level of unpredictability in many cases, but when you earned his loyalty you had nothing to fear from him. It just took a while to get there was all.
"So, he has a voice." the maned beast would say, dark lips splitting in a wide grin of satisfaction. "Thought you might have been some kind of feral for a while, which would have been cool but I'd get tired of my own voice eventually. Since, you know, you'd never answer me if that was the case."
As he'd been on the other occasions they'd met, there was an aloof casualness to the maned canine creature, the muscle and scars there to speak of a warrior, but a laid back attitude and informal way of speaking that made one think of a rebellious teenager more than they would anything else. And in a lot of ways Fourth was just that. While masculine, cunning, and extremely capable, he was a canine that was selfish and demanding and possessive in nature. He had a violent streak and an ill temper that slept beneath his careless demeanor and in his heart there were many things wrong that made him broken and jagged in their own way.
"I'm Fourthwall, by the way. What are you doing?" he'd say, venturing over to gestur at the pacing trail the other had been taking. Blunt as he was, he didn't care that it was awkward to point out someones weirdness or anxiety attack symptoms, but he didn't really have a sense of what was appropriate and what wasn't.
"SPEECH
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
The tiger was in luck if noise was what it wanted, because if there's one thing that the hybrid was well adept at, it was inserting himself into other peoples lives without their consent. He liked to talk, to bug people with nonesense, to just be with someone and have them there, for any purpose at all. He wasn't sure why, he'd never thought about it. What point would there be in doing so? Fourth was a simple guy. He didn't filter himself and he believed in enjoying the little things in life, which was why he seldom ever denied his impulses. This led to him having a fairly high level of unpredictability in many cases, but when you earned his loyalty you had nothing to fear from him. It just took a while to get there was all.
"So, he has a voice." the maned beast would say, dark lips splitting in a wide grin of satisfaction. "Thought you might have been some kind of feral for a while, which would have been cool but I'd get tired of my own voice eventually. Since, you know, you'd never answer me if that was the case."
As he'd been on the other occasions they'd met, there was an aloof casualness to the maned canine creature, the muscle and scars there to speak of a warrior, but a laid back attitude and informal way of speaking that made one think of a rebellious teenager more than they would anything else. And in a lot of ways Fourth was just that. While masculine, cunning, and extremely capable, he was a canine that was selfish and demanding and possessive in nature. He had a violent streak and an ill temper that slept beneath his careless demeanor and in his heart there were many things wrong that made him broken and jagged in their own way.
"I'm Fourthwall, by the way. What are you doing?" he'd say, venturing over to gestur at the pacing trail the other had been taking. Blunt as he was, he didn't care that it was awkward to point out someones weirdness or anxiety attack symptoms, but he didn't really have a sense of what was appropriate and what wasn't.
"SPEECH
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Fourthwall Fallout - Charcoal/Maroon Brindle Hellhound - 22 Months - The Pitt