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
Was he happy to have an enemy at the head of their clan? Not in the least. She could call herself a liberator and a freedom fighter all she wanted, and maybe from her perspective she was, but to Fourth it was a disgrace to see her calling a meeting. Here was someone who had not only punished a group for their believes simply because she did not understand or agree, but she had gone about it in the most cowardly manner affordable to her. The Pitt may have been filled with monsters who did some pretty horrible things, but cowards they were not. They had the balls to stand on their own and wage their wars, to settle their business with their own claws and teeth. And here, instead of fighting honorably and doing the same, Goldenluxury had created a lynch mob out of all three groups in order to do what she wanted. She was like a child who couldn't have her way in the game she was playing, and so she made up whatever rules she wanted in order to play the way she saw fit. Elysium and Tanglewood should be humiliated, not proud, to have let her manipulate them into giving her so much power.
Still in the body of a female fo, Fourthwalls stomach was niticably heavier, and it was no secret now that he was carrying the dead ardents children. He was covered in claw wounds and bite marks from the battle, but he had taken care not to put himself in too much danger. A better person might have stayed out of it all together knowing they had children in the womb, but Fourth was a warrior, and it wasn't in his blood to do nothing.
Behind him in her typical wolf form, Glitch would make her way over to join her brother, and the two would take a seat off in the back to listen. She wasn't happy that they had lost, but she has no real personal stake in the Pitt aside from her brother. She had fought hard and was cut up pretty bad from it all, but in the end they'd been overrun with the enemy. She knew her brother wasn't happy over Jervis' being dethroned. The two had been close in their own weird way, and while she'd never seen the two of them together much in public she knew from her brothers current state that they had at least been comfortable enough with each other to do that, so...
OOC- all IC opinions, super excited about the plot
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
Was he happy to have an enemy at the head of their clan? Not in the least. She could call herself a liberator and a freedom fighter all she wanted, and maybe from her perspective she was, but to Fourth it was a disgrace to see her calling a meeting. Here was someone who had not only punished a group for their believes simply because she did not understand or agree, but she had gone about it in the most cowardly manner affordable to her. The Pitt may have been filled with monsters who did some pretty horrible things, but cowards they were not. They had the balls to stand on their own and wage their wars, to settle their business with their own claws and teeth. And here, instead of fighting honorably and doing the same, Goldenluxury had created a lynch mob out of all three groups in order to do what she wanted. She was like a child who couldn't have her way in the game she was playing, and so she made up whatever rules she wanted in order to play the way she saw fit. Elysium and Tanglewood should be humiliated, not proud, to have let her manipulate them into giving her so much power.
Still in the body of a female fo, Fourthwalls stomach was niticably heavier, and it was no secret now that he was carrying the dead ardents children. He was covered in claw wounds and bite marks from the battle, but he had taken care not to put himself in too much danger. A better person might have stayed out of it all together knowing they had children in the womb, but Fourth was a warrior, and it wasn't in his blood to do nothing.
Behind him in her typical wolf form, Glitch would make her way over to join her brother, and the two would take a seat off in the back to listen. She wasn't happy that they had lost, but she has no real personal stake in the Pitt aside from her brother. She had fought hard and was cut up pretty bad from it all, but in the end they'd been overrun with the enemy. She knew her brother wasn't happy over Jervis' being dethroned. The two had been close in their own weird way, and while she'd never seen the two of them together much in public she knew from her brothers current state that they had at least been comfortable enough with each other to do that, so...
OOC- all IC opinions, super excited about the plot
WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE
"Fourthwall/neutral/Glitchhop"
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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