FOURTHWALL & GLITCHHOP
BLACK-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND / BROWN-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND
MALE - 22 - SOCIAL & VIOLENT / FEMALE - 17 - OBEDIENT & CHEERFUL - THE PITT
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THEY SAY THAT I AM THE SICK BOY
EASY TO SAY WHEN YOU DON'T TAKE THE RISK, BOY
In Fourthwalls very arrogant opinion, his promotion was well deserved and overdue. Did he necessarily want to be an authority figure? Not really. He wasn't the sort of person others could look up to and politics had never been his strong suit. But did that mean he was content to sit back and let the clan go wherever someone else wanted it to? Of course not. The hellish hound might not have cared about much, but one thing he valued greatly was his freedom. To be able to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted without anyone telling him otherwise or getting in his way. It was a core principal to who he was, and if he were to just let things fall apart or dive down a path he didn't care for, well, that wouldn't be in his best interest now would it?
And so, the massive maned canine was going to take advantage of this newly given rank. He knew that he didn't really have any power, just the ability to call raids and pull rank on others, the typical shit, but he was going to flex it as much as he could. The fact of the matter was that he, Kydobi, and Bai Shi were the most influencial members of the group beneath Jervis now, and aside from all that, Jervis had asked for his help. Fourth had promised to protect and obey the tempermental fox, to help him make the Pitt the indisputable powerhouse of the clans, and he intended to make good on his word.
"Pittians, fall in for evluation!" the hybrid would call out, his words a summoning roar that was more lion than wolf. He watched as a half dozen or so npcs scrambled to their paws and made they're way over to stand before him. As they did so, he began to speak. "Our clan is slowing down again, and we can't allow this if we're going to survive. Take a look around you. This is your home, these people your brothers and sister. And none of it can ever be safe from threat until the world recognizes the Pitt as the dominating empire of these lands."
It was time for a wake up call, a true call for them to show that they were a part of this clan through and through. Weather they were here because they lusted for violence or weather they were here because it was their home and their family, each of them had a reason to care and to fight, and they had to remember that. "If you are an active member of this group, state your name and your skillset. I'll be handing out tasks to evaluate your abilities before reporting them to Jervis- thos of you who perform well might find yourself with some special missions in the future. If you are a youth that wants to learn, speak up and state what field you want training in. "
He had seen them all fight to defend what they had on numerous times, but he doubted that he or Jervis knew exactly what everyone in the clan was specifically trained for or if they wanted training in other fields. This way he could get an idea of who might be good for certain tasks in the future, and Jervis would be able to utilize his clanmates more effectively in certain circumstances.
OOC- so I was thinking this might be a fun way for characters to show off their skills and training in whatever areas they might be trained in. basically Fourth will give them a task that will test the skills they have, allowing them to do a bit of development while showing off for the clan, and maybe they could be picked for certain special missions in the future, be they based on spying, healing, fighting, crafting etc
WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE
"Fourthwall/neutral/Glitchhop"
BLACK-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND / BROWN-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND
MALE - 22 - SOCIAL & VIOLENT / FEMALE - 17 - OBEDIENT & CHEERFUL - THE PITT
______________________________________________________________________________
THEY SAY THAT I AM THE SICK BOY
EASY TO SAY WHEN YOU DON'T TAKE THE RISK, BOY
In Fourthwalls very arrogant opinion, his promotion was well deserved and overdue. Did he necessarily want to be an authority figure? Not really. He wasn't the sort of person others could look up to and politics had never been his strong suit. But did that mean he was content to sit back and let the clan go wherever someone else wanted it to? Of course not. The hellish hound might not have cared about much, but one thing he valued greatly was his freedom. To be able to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted without anyone telling him otherwise or getting in his way. It was a core principal to who he was, and if he were to just let things fall apart or dive down a path he didn't care for, well, that wouldn't be in his best interest now would it?
And so, the massive maned canine was going to take advantage of this newly given rank. He knew that he didn't really have any power, just the ability to call raids and pull rank on others, the typical shit, but he was going to flex it as much as he could. The fact of the matter was that he, Kydobi, and Bai Shi were the most influencial members of the group beneath Jervis now, and aside from all that, Jervis had asked for his help. Fourth had promised to protect and obey the tempermental fox, to help him make the Pitt the indisputable powerhouse of the clans, and he intended to make good on his word.
"Pittians, fall in for evluation!" the hybrid would call out, his words a summoning roar that was more lion than wolf. He watched as a half dozen or so npcs scrambled to their paws and made they're way over to stand before him. As they did so, he began to speak. "Our clan is slowing down again, and we can't allow this if we're going to survive. Take a look around you. This is your home, these people your brothers and sister. And none of it can ever be safe from threat until the world recognizes the Pitt as the dominating empire of these lands."
It was time for a wake up call, a true call for them to show that they were a part of this clan through and through. Weather they were here because they lusted for violence or weather they were here because it was their home and their family, each of them had a reason to care and to fight, and they had to remember that. "If you are an active member of this group, state your name and your skillset. I'll be handing out tasks to evaluate your abilities before reporting them to Jervis- thos of you who perform well might find yourself with some special missions in the future. If you are a youth that wants to learn, speak up and state what field you want training in. "
He had seen them all fight to defend what they had on numerous times, but he doubted that he or Jervis knew exactly what everyone in the clan was specifically trained for or if they wanted training in other fields. This way he could get an idea of who might be good for certain tasks in the future, and Jervis would be able to utilize his clanmates more effectively in certain circumstances.
OOC- so I was thinking this might be a fun way for characters to show off their skills and training in whatever areas they might be trained in. basically Fourth will give them a task that will test the skills they have, allowing them to do a bit of development while showing off for the clan, and maybe they could be picked for certain special missions in the future, be they based on spying, healing, fighting, crafting etc
WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE
"Fourthwall/neutral/Glitchhop"
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