10-10-2019, 09:39 PM
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
While it may have come off as surprising to many giving his rough exterior, Fourth was completely on board with Vinnys sentiment in regards to friendship. While he was a monster no doubt, Fourth was relentlessly social. It was the core purpose of him being in a clan to begin with, and it fueled most of the things he did. A Fourthwall that was unable to socialize was a restless and dangerous Fourthwall, and nobody really wanted that.
It was why he didn't mind when the gat that was shadowing him suddenly made themselves comfortable on his little patch of green, and why the words that came in response were- while crude as ever- casual and amiable. "Yeah, Raegan and Dom are great. I toss them some fresh meat and they give me my meals for free." he explained, scarffing down another tasty piece of jerky. "I'm sure the fact that they have fingers has something to do with it, but their by far the best cooks in the square." he'd add with a grin, pushing the bag toward the other hybrid to offer him a piece. It was simple terriyaki jerky, not spicy and with a bit of sweetness to it. Fourth wasn't picky by far when it came to food, but this was definitely some good shit.
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
While it may have come off as surprising to many giving his rough exterior, Fourth was completely on board with Vinnys sentiment in regards to friendship. While he was a monster no doubt, Fourth was relentlessly social. It was the core purpose of him being in a clan to begin with, and it fueled most of the things he did. A Fourthwall that was unable to socialize was a restless and dangerous Fourthwall, and nobody really wanted that.
It was why he didn't mind when the gat that was shadowing him suddenly made themselves comfortable on his little patch of green, and why the words that came in response were- while crude as ever- casual and amiable. "Yeah, Raegan and Dom are great. I toss them some fresh meat and they give me my meals for free." he explained, scarffing down another tasty piece of jerky. "I'm sure the fact that they have fingers has something to do with it, but their by far the best cooks in the square." he'd add with a grin, pushing the bag toward the other hybrid to offer him a piece. It was simple terriyaki jerky, not spicy and with a bit of sweetness to it. Fourth wasn't picky by far when it came to food, but this was definitely some good shit.
WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE
"Fourthwall/neutral/Glitchhop"
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