who you gonna call? [ o, blizzardclan ambassador ]

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    It was nice to take a break from the chaos that was his unlikely home. While BlizzardClan was alright, the poltergeist wasn't exactly someone that everybody seemed to love. Not even respect. It was partially his own fault, but he digressed. Pad was now an ambassador to one of their newest alliances, and even in his childish mind, that registered as important.


    With a gift basket clenched in his jaws, the ghostly feline was nearly at the end of his trek. He may or may not of gotten lost along the way, but he wasn't going to tell anyone that. Once he found the border, he propped himself and the traditional basket down just in front of it, glad to finally take a metaphorical breather. He wasn't used to long waits just yet, so impatience showed in his little fidgets. How long was this going to take?

    ▼ JELLOSHOTS| JELLO| CHASE ▼

    YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME

    The hybrid would trot over and pause nervously. Scanning the male before her and offering a slight nod. "Hey sugar! Blizzardclan, yes? How can I be of service?" She asked as she waved her lion tail in hello. Her wolf tail was wagging behind her as she slowly sat back.

    Created by Elfie

    "He has a gift basket, Jello." she hummed to the newest Clanmate, eyeing the ghost. She couldn't remember if they had met before, honestly. Then again, if it mattered, then she wouldn't have forgotten. "That means he's here on good terms. Hopefully." Was BlizzardClan the type to send 'I'm sorry' baskets? She sort of hoped not, but sort of hoped so, because that would mean that BlizzardClan was slightly more petty than she expected. She didn't directly welcome Pad, though she nodded a somewhat-greeting towards him.

    Soon enough, his impatience payed off. He flicked his ear at Jelloshot's words, furrowing his brow. Sugar? "Uh, yeah, BlizzardClan." the spirit confirmed, eyeing the hybrid with stifled curiosity. How did she have two tails, while he didn't even have a full one? Unfair.


    The next to arrive was someone he vaguely recognized, but he didn't speak on it. He had seen too many faces over the course of his existence to count, and he couldn't even remember his own. "I wish it was something bad. Ya got accepted for the alliance, and so I'm your ambassador or whatever." And the gift basket. Pad almost forgot about it. He shoved it forward, it was pretty heavy for such a tiny thing, mostly because of its contents. "Here ya go. I sorta raided a convenience store, so it's all candy and random shit. Enjoy." He hadn't been sure of what they would like, and he neglected even bringing one in the first place, so he simply broke into a 7/11 and grabbed the first things he saw- mostly sugary foods and scraps, but it was the thought that counted, right?

    ▼ JELLOSHOTS| JELLO| CHASE ▼

    YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME

    The girl offered a bright smile. "Thank you. That is wonderful news. How is Blizzardclan fairing?" She asked as she looked to Xia. Offering her a soft nod.

    Created by Elfie

    "Or whatever?" she repeated the second part, tail thumping the ground as she drank in the news of an official alliance. "Does 'whatever' include being our errand... ghost?" she would've said 'boy', but she was unsure if ghosts had genders. They probably did, but she didn't bother thinking too long on it. "Thanks, dude. Do you want anything for your travel back?" Xia then asked, expecting a "nothing, good-bye" type response.

    The paladin wasn't phased by being called out on his undead nature, even if it was a little weird to hear someone outright say it. "If ya need me to be, yeah, I can get you guys stuff. At a price though." he chuckled with a sinister wink at the end. Maybe he could collect some souls and finally fulfill his demonic nature. Poltergeists didn't exactly have the best set of morals, and he was no exception. "Nah, I can take care of myself." Pad dismissed to Xia, before answering the first question from Jelloshots. "And old BlizzardClan is doing average, I guess. Can't complain too much. What about you guys?" He was supposed to report back the status of the Rogues, and so before he left, it would be smart to actually do that.

    Xia rolled her eyes at his wink, her tail still wagging gently. As he spoke of his Clan, and then asked about their's, in turn, she decided it was her time to answer. Sure, Jelloshots may have answered just as well, but, well, who knows? She may mess up, or something, and the canine didn't want to risk it. "We're doing fine. We were actually planning a ball, and would love for you guys to come once its all put together." Xia hummed, eyes still half lidded. "Of course, a formal invite will be sent."


    FOURTHWALL FALLOUT

    leader of the blackheart rogues



    "JUST BECAUSE WE CHECK OUR GUNS AT THE DOOR "


    So, Blizzardclan had decided to go through with the alliance? That was good. They were the only larger clan we'd gone to in regards to making an ally of them, and I was pleased that they'd seen the same potential in The Rogues that I had. Xia did good inviting them to the ball just then. "Hey, Pad." I called, recognizing him easily enough. "You happen to snatch any jerky from that store you raided?" I asked with a grin, peering over into the basket.


    "DOESN'T MEAN OUR BRAINS WILL CHANGE FROM HAND GRENADES"


    Basics
    Canine/Feline Hybrid - Hellhound - 5'9 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

    Interactions
    Aloof - Blunt - Sarcastic - Social
    Impulsive - Corrupt - Possessive - Unpredictable
    Aggressive - Dominating - Highly Intelligent - Fast Thinker
    Violent - Prone to Apathy - Capricious - Playful

    PLEASE NOTE;; Fourthwall is known to break the 4th wall, as his name suggests. He is a person who -instead of gods or reincarnation- thinks that he is just a character made up in a story, and so nothing he says or does has any real consequence. This allows him to suppress emotions like guilt or hesitation in order to enrich his life, as he believes that nobody is actually real, and so none of the bad things he does to others in order to enjoy himself are real either. He will often refer to his 'Writer' during 1st person posts and complain about the way they write him or his story, and is convinced that the entire world and FF's reality is just some big story.