11-14-2018, 06:27 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.2pt; font-family: arial;"][glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] Stryker heard the rumors floating around of the Typhoon getting their own panties in a twist, but truly did not hear what was going on there. The Typhoon, as per usual, was a mess. Goldenluxury was having mommy issues, Pincher was being an emotionless grunt, and the rest were all hoping to get their attention while they had a stick up their ass. They had no purpose. Those faulty pirates held no fantastic flare, only flaws caused by their own problems. Seeing that they recently fought against the fools, the ardent knew that was very much true. After the tavern was set aflame, something had risen in their hearts and they finally decided to take actions instead of sitting on their ass. To him, it was funny. Unknowing to him, the problems within their own midst relied on Caeser. If the lion knew what the former higher position did, he would be welcomed with open arms and with no argument... but he didn't know.
Sand brushed annoyingly against his pads as he wandered over. A small snort left him. "You haven't even said your name," came his cocky call. "Just give me that and you're in, Savvy." Savannah cat jokes... "You must tell me why you were exiled too, as it is my business to know." They couldn't give habitat to someone that would endanger them.
Sand brushed annoyingly against his pads as he wandered over. A small snort left him. "You haven't even said your name," came his cocky call. "Just give me that and you're in, Savvy." Savannah cat jokes... "You must tell me why you were exiled too, as it is my business to know." They couldn't give habitat to someone that would endanger them.