DON'T REACH FOR YOUR POCKETS // open, invite

SO NOTORIOUS !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. CREW MATE.

Strange how Snowbound almost seemed like home. Caesar honestly liked the cold feeling of the group's territory, although he didn't exactly agree with how they aligned themselves. Hell, he didn't entirely agree with being allied with them in the first place, but whatever, he supposed; it wasn't like he had a choice in the matter. Caesar made his way towards Snowbound's border and halted at it. "Yo, name's Caesar Cipher. I'm a Striker in The Typhoon." And he was clearly proud of that. "Here to invite ya to a Rave Party we're having."

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#psychosocial.