05-27-2021, 04:07 AM
IT'S A LONG WAY DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THE RIVER.
"You'll be hearing worse from me in the coming days, buddy." Arrow responded affectionately to her son, a little bit of remorse at the fact, but there was only so much she could hide or push down. She wasn't very good at manipulating her own personality. As the members of Tanglewood gathered, she assessed the damage. A feeling pricked at her gut, a feeling that said the news might not be accepted with open arms by some of the gathered. Ah well.
"Glad to see you all alive and well! Mostly. You're probably wondering why I've gathered you all here today." Her grin twitched at the corner of her mouth, patting the statue. It must have been weird, a new face and new voice calling shots, where was Elsweyr they probably wondered. Boy oh boy. "Truth be told, lovelies, our dear and beloved Elsweyr has stepped down, removed the crown and passed it to yours truly. Leadership is hard, it's a burden. She deserves her rest, no? Any offhanded comments and I will personally gut you like a fish and hang your entrails over my door like Christmas lights. Kidding! Or not. Moving on, Moth is also gone. That's a problem. She leant me her shit, don't go in her house no more, and any injured and sick will see me until I can find someone more suited for the job. I'll hold a little thing for the interested, rest assured. But be warned, I really love me a good bone saw." Arrow raised a brow, checking for any aforementioned looks, letting the news sink in a little more. A power shift was no easy business. She'd been there, alright.
"Now, on to the juicy business. The shit y'all want each month. Starting off, swamp news, we've been slacking on our own god damn traditions. I know the takeover was rough shit, but you really wanna lose what makes us Tanglewood, huh? You wanna live in a puddle instead of the swamp? Most of y'all haven't even done the real shit! And that makes Arrow sad. When this month turns over, some of you, maybe all of you- minus Vigenere, you old son of a bitch, you- will be doing a fucking mask ceremony, you hear me? You are going to brave that fucking swamp and when you come back I will personally hand you a mask of your choosing. I'll drop all the deets when the day arrives, but be fucking ready. SECOND! I want my fucking cute title badges back. Not a single god damn title has been distributed in front of everyone in what feels like a hundred thousand years. Next meeting, some of you are getting some fucking bling." Was that it? Arrow thought to herself, as far as the reinstated traditions went. A paw tapped her jaw in thought, as if she forgot what she meant to say mid-sentence. Probably did.
"Oh! Promotions! Shadow Regent, now that I'm in charge. Atbash, you've been hangin' around fuckin' everywhere and I want you to step up as my second in command. Although, you might not like this next bit of news, Lemon Puff." But it had to be done. And she, at the least, was excited.
"Now, the BIG shit, ding ding ding! You know what I hate? Laying down, bellies to the sky for the next passer by to point and laugh at. Tanglewood has and always will be the shit. Boy, you shoulda seen this place back in the day. We didn't rely on nobody, and we caused shit on a level unparalleled. Real ruin-your-day like. We rolled on our own, didn't play nice. And we're going back to that life. I'm cutting ties, we're sailing neutral out of this shitstorm. No gods, no kings, no allies. 'Least not until a new common enemy rears it's ugly head, but treaties are temporary. Swamp life is forever. No bad blood to the pirates, but this is our way of life, ain't theirs. And SPEAKING of LIFE, ours has been ruined and fucked over time and time again by those good for nothin', dry skin havin' ass desert fuckers in their stupid ass little hidey hole. Peace treaty fucking over! No more playing nice with the God! Damn! Pitt!." Arrow rammed her paw against the statue, a small piece of it falling from it's crumbling state and hitting the ground with a thud. From amused to annoyed to enraged, all within 10 minutes or so. She had a lot of pent up anger, rage, and malcontent, too much that was never addressed nor was it avenged. She lost her fucking leg for this, she lost her fucking mind for this. "I should have never let Aurum, bless his soul, get talked down to prevent this war. They hate us, we hate them. With our last known ties to the Pitt gone, I want you all, children and injured aside, to fucking raise hell. Put the cottonmouths in their beds, stick the bugs in their prey, make fucking smoke bombs to lop at 'em, I don't care. We're a bunch of swamp dwellin', gator killin', mud and grime covered sons of bitches and bastards and it's about high fucking time they learn who they're fucking messing with."
"Meeting fucking dismissed."
TL;DR SUMMARY:
- [member=597]ATBASH CIPHER.[/member] can step up as Shadow Regent
- medical tryouts will be held soon! keep an eye out
- mask ceremonies and titles have been reinstated, thread also to come soon
- Tanglewood is now totally neutral, Typhoon is no longer an ally
- The Pitt is full blooded enemy, TW members are encouraged to pull some nasty ass pranks on them, harmful ones encouraged! As tradition
"You'll be hearing worse from me in the coming days, buddy." Arrow responded affectionately to her son, a little bit of remorse at the fact, but there was only so much she could hide or push down. She wasn't very good at manipulating her own personality. As the members of Tanglewood gathered, she assessed the damage. A feeling pricked at her gut, a feeling that said the news might not be accepted with open arms by some of the gathered. Ah well.
"Glad to see you all alive and well! Mostly. You're probably wondering why I've gathered you all here today." Her grin twitched at the corner of her mouth, patting the statue. It must have been weird, a new face and new voice calling shots, where was Elsweyr they probably wondered. Boy oh boy. "Truth be told, lovelies, our dear and beloved Elsweyr has stepped down, removed the crown and passed it to yours truly. Leadership is hard, it's a burden. She deserves her rest, no? Any offhanded comments and I will personally gut you like a fish and hang your entrails over my door like Christmas lights. Kidding! Or not. Moving on, Moth is also gone. That's a problem. She leant me her shit, don't go in her house no more, and any injured and sick will see me until I can find someone more suited for the job. I'll hold a little thing for the interested, rest assured. But be warned, I really love me a good bone saw." Arrow raised a brow, checking for any aforementioned looks, letting the news sink in a little more. A power shift was no easy business. She'd been there, alright.
"Now, on to the juicy business. The shit y'all want each month. Starting off, swamp news, we've been slacking on our own god damn traditions. I know the takeover was rough shit, but you really wanna lose what makes us Tanglewood, huh? You wanna live in a puddle instead of the swamp? Most of y'all haven't even done the real shit! And that makes Arrow sad. When this month turns over, some of you, maybe all of you- minus Vigenere, you old son of a bitch, you- will be doing a fucking mask ceremony, you hear me? You are going to brave that fucking swamp and when you come back I will personally hand you a mask of your choosing. I'll drop all the deets when the day arrives, but be fucking ready. SECOND! I want my fucking cute title badges back. Not a single god damn title has been distributed in front of everyone in what feels like a hundred thousand years. Next meeting, some of you are getting some fucking bling." Was that it? Arrow thought to herself, as far as the reinstated traditions went. A paw tapped her jaw in thought, as if she forgot what she meant to say mid-sentence. Probably did.
"Oh! Promotions! Shadow Regent, now that I'm in charge. Atbash, you've been hangin' around fuckin' everywhere and I want you to step up as my second in command. Although, you might not like this next bit of news, Lemon Puff." But it had to be done. And she, at the least, was excited.
"Now, the BIG shit, ding ding ding! You know what I hate? Laying down, bellies to the sky for the next passer by to point and laugh at. Tanglewood has and always will be the shit. Boy, you shoulda seen this place back in the day. We didn't rely on nobody, and we caused shit on a level unparalleled. Real ruin-your-day like. We rolled on our own, didn't play nice. And we're going back to that life. I'm cutting ties, we're sailing neutral out of this shitstorm. No gods, no kings, no allies. 'Least not until a new common enemy rears it's ugly head, but treaties are temporary. Swamp life is forever. No bad blood to the pirates, but this is our way of life, ain't theirs. And SPEAKING of LIFE, ours has been ruined and fucked over time and time again by those good for nothin', dry skin havin' ass desert fuckers in their stupid ass little hidey hole. Peace treaty fucking over! No more playing nice with the God! Damn! Pitt!." Arrow rammed her paw against the statue, a small piece of it falling from it's crumbling state and hitting the ground with a thud. From amused to annoyed to enraged, all within 10 minutes or so. She had a lot of pent up anger, rage, and malcontent, too much that was never addressed nor was it avenged. She lost her fucking leg for this, she lost her fucking mind for this. "I should have never let Aurum, bless his soul, get talked down to prevent this war. They hate us, we hate them. With our last known ties to the Pitt gone, I want you all, children and injured aside, to fucking raise hell. Put the cottonmouths in their beds, stick the bugs in their prey, make fucking smoke bombs to lop at 'em, I don't care. We're a bunch of swamp dwellin', gator killin', mud and grime covered sons of bitches and bastards and it's about high fucking time they learn who they're fucking messing with."
"Meeting fucking dismissed."
TL;DR SUMMARY:
- [member=597]ATBASH CIPHER.[/member] can step up as Shadow Regent
- medical tryouts will be held soon! keep an eye out
- mask ceremonies and titles have been reinstated, thread also to come soon
- Tanglewood is now totally neutral, Typhoon is no longer an ally
- The Pitt is full blooded enemy, TW members are encouraged to pull some nasty ass pranks on them, harmful ones encouraged! As tradition