06-05-2020, 12:38 PM
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06-07-2020, 03:17 PM
The canine approached, a faint limp in his step. It was simply a sign of his age, though as he's been more active its become less apparent over time. "Welcome to Elysium territory, Limbotrials," he greets with a wag of his tail, looking at the alabaster colored canine with interest. "My name is Agent Dale Cooper, but you can call me Cooper if you'd like!" he'd say it in a positive tone, taking a moment to allow that to set in before continuing. "I am the current Magna of the group, which is our leader position. I will say, we do not automatically accept out members but you are more than free to stay on our land until the next group meeting." he took a moment to catch his breath, chest rattling slightly. "At the next meeting, you will be asked to promise keep the group's interest above all else and if you do so, you become a full-fledged member, which we call Elysites!" There, business and formalities are done! PERCY
Flew up through the clouds at night was born to fight. Mythical, so mystical - think what you like. You could be the sword, the shield defender of the people down below, you know I fought for love. Be kind to those around ya' don't be merci less. Remember me for my name is Perseus. HE/HIM — I'VE GONE FAR — MODERATOR
06-08-2020, 02:29 PM
At the call, Alastor's head swiveled to meet Dale's limping figure. The Doberman Pinscher, deciding to drop what he was doing, began to follow closely behind. He sauntered up to the border, stopping besides the leader. Violet hues looked the stranger up and down, analyzing their figure closely. He presumed the figure was an albino coyote, given their striking blue gaze and white fur. Eyes diverted to the bag on the canine's back. Leather, not too big but not too small. What could be within it? He internally questioned the possibilities, rather than outright asking in front of the leader. It seemed his curiosity would have to wait. For now, greetings were in order.
His mauve gaze proceeded to give the fellow canine his upmost attention. "Limbotrials," he repeated, letting the name roll off his tongue with ease. "Welcome to Elysium." Thankfully Dale had already explained the process behind joining, so he wouldn't have to drawl on. The topic was a bore. "It's a pleasure to meet you," the canine continued on. "My name is Alastor." A stern nod followed his words. STEPPIN' INTO THE TWILIGHT ZONE
[color=#1a1a1a]tags.& elysium. & doberman pinscher.
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