[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Compared to his previous meeting, it was going to be a smaller one. There was little to discuss, drama to gossip about, and groups to bother. Stryker wasn't planning on talking much either. The only thing that was necessarily new was all of their new members, some changes within the drama with the Typhoon, Benny's new target as a marauder, and then possibly some other small announcements regarding the holidays. Possibly some other things based on the community. Depends. Truly, he wasn't too enthralled. Plus, he wasn't necessarily feeling up to hosting a glorious meeting today. Nevertheless, it was his job and he had to do this part of it... The rest he threw down onto the lower ranks. Whoops.
With that in mind, instead of starting off early and continuing to make a ruckus till the majority arrived, he simply called out once. "Pittians, GATHER." And then he would wait. As per usual, they would gather near the stage and stare upon their glorious leader.
With that in mind, instead of starting off early and continuing to make a ruckus till the majority arrived, he simply called out once. "Pittians, GATHER." And then he would wait. As per usual, they would gather near the stage and stare upon their glorious leader.