SILVERTONGUE / MEETING 4.25

[PINCHER]

As seconds trickled by like tiny grains of sand, Pincher was able to notice the faint reactions that his crewmates were expressing to the choices he had made. It seemed most seemed content with his idea of an alliance with Snowbound and Pincher rather enjoyed the tribe even if they lived in the area that he disliked the most in the world. His long salmon pink tongue felt dry for a few moments when he remembered the risks of what an alliance could mean but with the plentiful resources that they had to offer to Snowbound, Pincher was not too worried about it and knew that connections were always more advantageous than working alone in the cruel merciless planet they all were stuck on. After a good amount the time, he decided to jump onto the most important decisions of promotions.

"Argus, you are promoted to become the head of the Grim Rays as their first Officer. You've shown a lotta potential and I see no reason why you should not be promoted. Take your drink and everyone congratulate Argus for her hard work unless you want to get your head bitten off. And your first task will be to set up a weaponry training class. I want everyone in this goddamn place to have at least one weapon. It can be whatever they wish just as they know how to use it to protect themselves." Pincher announced, his vibrant aquamarine blue eyes snapping towards the taller form of the canine. They were opposites in appearance with Pincher's being a majority of ink black with dashes of brown and blue eyes while she was a strip of moon white and crimson steely eyes. They also held differences personality wise but Pincher didn't mind that, he enjoyed the diversity, the ability for there to be different beliefs and ideas in his high positions members. "Georgie and Lucifer are promoted to Strikers. Congratulations mates, take a fucking sip of your drinks." He ordered, tipping his head towards the three cups that were now placed in front of him, the pale green liquid containing chemicals that would soothe and numb any nervousness that the newly promoted held. He usually would have done the general ceremonial way but it was only to be used if everything was well. And at the moment, it wasn't exactly perfect.

"Guru, you get a warning for your activity as do I. I need to do more shit around here because I would much rather get stabbed by you guys than let myself rot away doing jackshit." A bitter frown laced his muzzle as he thought about it but quickly gave his head a light shake and focused back onto the others, arctic blue gaze narrowing as he added "I will be creating ooc prompts soon but the next week are open up for volunteers. If you are actually doing the things I will suggest, good job. Also, our monthly bonfire event is coming up tonight so keep a lookout for it! Also there is a blind dating event going on between Snowbound and the Typhoon so if ya lookin' for some lovin' or just a pal, check it out. Other than that, my part of the meeting is done! If anyone has anything to say do so now or forever hold your peace until next meeting." With that, he rose to his full height and hopped off the throne, enjoying the ability to move once again.

[member=218]ARGUS[/member] / promoted to Officer
[member=232]LUCIFER GRIMM.[/member] & [member=151]georgie[/member] / promoted to Striker
[member=118]Guru[/member] & Pincher / warning of inactivity
Check out the weekly task schedule to volunteer!
The monthly bonfire will start tonight!
Blind Dating Event of Typhoon/Snowbound