Posts by Fourthwall Fallout

HE WHO MAKES A BEAST OF HIMSELF

So, this was Valhalla. I didn't think I was overly familiar with this group, though with all the name changes lately and my own temporary drop from the game I could be wrong. None the less the swampy stretch of land was my destination. Hitched to me via a makeshift harness was a small wooden cart loaded with all sorts of items; baked goods, small handheld weapons, basic herbal remedies, and a couple of books including some knock-knock joke books that I'd tossed in, figuring someone would have a blast annoying the fuck out of their clan mates with them.

If it wasn't overly obvious enough, I was on bass a for duty, a bit of a first for me. As former Leader I'd had a lot of past interactions with other groups from a political standpoint, but there had never been a singular group I'd dedicated my interest to. But, since I was trying to help the rogues when I could and they were lacking in volunteers for the ambassador program, it had seemed smart to direct some of my efforts there. So, taking a seat I'd wait for one of the members to come across me, and hopefully they wouldn't be taken by surprise by the scarred up beast waiting on their borders.

GETS RID OF THE PAIN OF BEING A MAN

Basics 

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

It would be a total lie if I were to say my presence here would be smooth sailing all the time. I wasn't much of a rule breaker or anything like that, but there was a lot of baggage tied to me. People had taken drunken lies from the enemy and looked at them as blind truths, too stubborn too see the truth because the topics were too complex for people to graspend in anything other than black and white. They ranted and raved about how I condoned the torture of innocents by allowing controversial members into my group, but never cared that I cracked the whip on them when they got out of hand.

And yet, for as evil as I apparently was, I had friends everywhere willing to swear by me, the opinions of good people. Wasn't that, in itself, enough of a clue that things weren't quite as they'd seemed? I was a monster, yes, but not the kind I was so quick to be judged as.

I pressed my muzzle against her in greeting as she nuzzled my shoulder, glad for another familiar presence. Now if only Astral and Roman and Crown and Kayn and all the rest could come back as well.

This was the real world though, and seldom did happy ending's come true.

"It's good to see you again, Jello. And same- anything you need just ask." I'd reply, figuring it was the least I could do. She'd been our healer with schneeps for a long time and I owed her a lot for everything she had put into us. She was family, or as close to the sentiment as I understood. "Can you stay to visit for a while, or do they need you back right away?"

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

Life was still far from perfect. Sure, for the most part I had my shit together now- I'd locked the Alpha away, stitched my literally torn soul back together, and had somehow managed to come to terms with the fact that Izzy and me were done- but my return hadn't gone exactly to plan. And it was that in itself that was causing me problems, because to fully heal I needed to see him. And that would never happen again.

He was gone, dead, written right out of this world. I'd never get to tell him how sorry I was for being an ass. Would never get to show him that I wasn't too far gone to come back. Most of my mental recovery had been based around the idea that we'd be able to see each other again, and with that notion tossed out the window I was admittedly having some coping issues. I'd sewn myself back together but stitches were coming undone, and every now and then I found the old darkness leaking out, like now.

Id left camp because I'd known it would be no good to stay, not when I felt like I could snap at any given minute. I was still trying to settle in here and it wouldn't do any good turning my fangs on anyone. And what I definitely needed was a fight. Feliks would have been great to run into right now, or that bitch Barbara. I had a headache pounding behind my eyes and a restlessness that carried me out to wander aimlessly in the territory. I needed a distraction, and fast.

Now I don't know if that whole 'ask and you shall receive' bit had any weight to it, but I'd be damned if I didn't suddenly come across the scent of an outsider. I paused, scenting the air and finding my interest sparked when I identified the smell of the Exiles. Claws flexed in anticipation as I set off in their direction with a stride stiff with purpose. It didn't take long to find them, and soon I was stepping out from the brush onto the path before them.

He was smaller than me and looked half starved, but I didn't pay that much mind. I was irrational and careless, and it hardly mattered that I was looking for a fight that probably didn't need to happen.

"A little Exiler rat, huh? Tell me their at least still training you to fight. " I snorted, fur bristling along my shoulders.

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

YOU SAY I WOULD MAKE A BETTER LIAR

AND NEVER FACE THE MUSIC WHEN IT'S DIRE

As Frost came charging over to join me, almost toppling into my paws as she did so, I couldn't help but grin down at her. It had been a long time since I'd felt like I could belong somewhere, since I'd felt like I was home. It was hard not to feel it here though, with Frost constantly by my side and a line up of mostly-welcoming looking Rogues heading our way to greet us.

The grizzly who introduced herself as Pantera seemed okay by me. She had as smile, brought food, and was nice enough when she introduced herself and offered up the snacks. Freddie seemed pretty amiable too, and I didn't hesitate in waving asndmiable large paw in the pairs direction before helping myself to asndmiable cookie.

"Nice to meet you guys, too. Glad to see this place still has some friendly faces around." before I could con rinse on to introduce myself more formally though- or as formal as someone like me could be- a third rogue appeared with a question that doubled as as spoiler alert.

"Yup, that's me. Nice to meet you., Saoirse. So far things are good. It's nice to finally be home." I'd say with a small smirk and shrug.

The next to approach was someone I kind of recognised, but only because her arrival on the border when I'd joined had placed her as Virgils friend. "Right, from the border. Your Xs friend." Since she probably wouldn't know him by another name. "Well, any friend of his is a friend of mine." I'd say as buttercream made her way over to try an comfort the other Rogue.

Another voice drew my attention attention way, and I found a German Shepherd to be the speaker. "Fourthwall. " I'd say as he dug into the baked goods Pantera had brought.

AND I BREATHE DISASTER, EVER AFTER

DON'T PULL AWAY FROM ME NOW

Basics 

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

I had just been wandering for the sake of wandering when I heard the crash of metal on stone. It hadn't seemed like anything too serious had happened- maybe a pot had dropped or something?- but since I was bored it was enough to jumpstart my curiosity, and it didn't take me long to poke my giant head through the door way of the room it had sounded from.

What I found inside wasn't what I'd expected, but I'd be a damn liar if I were to say I didn't have a big ass grin on my lips. "Is this as new kind of spa facial?" I'd joke, stepping over to grab the bowl and put it back on the table. "You okay?" I'd ask, a brow raising in curiosity as I looked them over.

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

DONT WANT TO THINK ABOUT

FUCKIN' TIRED OF GETTIN' SICK ABOUT IT

Before, I would have never been able to understand the concept of 'falling apart'. You had to care about things to let them effect you, and that just hadn't been my nature. In many ways it still wasnt. It took a lot to get me invested in anything, but once I was there.... well, those roots dug deep, chained me to things. And it made losing them very hard to deal with sometimes. For all the scars that lined my body, there were more still on my soul. Work was my only salvation, that and the pointless socializing. Aside from Frost and Virgil nobody here had really taken to me- but Id be a liar if I said I gave a damn. I wasn't here for them, I was here for me, and they'd see no hesitation or concern on my part when it came to inserting myself into things.

So, when I heard Rockfox calling to do checkups a brow would raise in interest before I got to my paws and made my way over. I figured I was in good enough shape. In the old world I'd had some years on me, but I'd physically been ageless, stuck in the body of young adult male. And while I was no longer immortal in this world, there hadn't been some crazy aging process. I'd just started from whatever age that body had been. Man, did this mean I had to eemember my birthday and age now? I mean, I'd always had an idea but there was never an exact number.

Anyways, aside from that I didn't have any obvious ailments, and I was clearly in shape with a regular routine. I was fairly confident the news wouldn't be horrible, so I took a seat behind Krisriel to await my turn, nodding a friendly greeting to the pair as my hand he's settled against the floor.

NOW STAND BACK UP AND BE A MAN ABOUT

AND FIGHT FOR SOMETHING, FIGHT FOR SOMETHING!

Basics 

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THESE CHILDREN LEARN FROM CIGARETTE BURNS,

FAST CARS, FAST WOMEN, AND CHEAP DRINKS

"The names Fourthwall. I've been assigned as the Ambassador to your clan." I explained, tone casual as I gestured over my shoulder to the cart I was pulling. "I brought some supplies for you guys, you can help yourself if there's anything you like."

ALL THESE ASPHYXIATED, SELF EDUCATED,

TAKE THE WHITE PILL YOU'LL FEEL JUST FINE!

Basics 

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

For once, sleep had come easily for me that night. I retired to the bunk room on the second floor just after sunset, and sleep had found me soon after settling into my cot. There were nights when I would have trouble sleeping, or when my sleep would be broken up and Restless. Tonight was not one of those nights though. I fell asleep easily and drifted into a deep sleep, one that was dreamless until suddenly it wasn't. I know the feeling of walking in someone's dreams because I've done it before. It wasn't a skill that I used often, and if I was completely honest I wasn't even sure it was something I could control. But I knew the feeling, and I could tell that what I was seeing wasn't real.

We were back in the old Forest, before the shift to the new world. I could hear the singing of the bone wind chimes high in the trees, could feel the cool touch of the heavy fog against my fur, and for many long moments I stood there and let myself drown in the Nostalgia that swept over me. I wasn't given long to linger on it though, because soon Ascend was coming to me, one that I recognized. So, this was Virgil's dream?

My interest suddenly skyrocketing, I began to search for the other canine, wondering if it would be his feral self I met here or not.

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

I made my way over as I spotted trash getting ready to do the announcements, taking a seat nearby and angling my pointed ears forward to catch what was about to be said. Most of the news was generic getting off, issues with enemies, approved allies, and things like that. Though I did take note of the fact that I would have to visit my assigned Clan once more, but that was no trouble. Valhalla seems like an interesting place anyway. The other thing I took a mild interest in was Frost being banned from climbing the ranks. I hadn't been there for what happened and this was my first time hearing about it, and I wondered how my little sister would take it. I glanced around for her to see if she was on her way over, but I didn't spot her right off the bat. I guess I've gotten there earlier than usual.

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

HE WHO MAKES A BEAST OF HIMSELF

I would love a picture for fourthwall if you aren't too swamped already :-) he's a large, muscular, fairly handsome Lupurca. Looks like a giant wolf with one red eye and one gold, tall and muscular but not overly bulky. He's covered in scars and his fur is black with gold grizzling throughout it. it's hard to describe what he looks like so you can just use his picture as an example, his face and paws and underbelly are all black, but everything else is this deep gold color.

GETS RID OF THE PAIN OF BEING A MAN

Basics 

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep golden - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

Time had been hard to follow in the months that had passed. Days simply bled into each other without meaning or purpose, and he knew-as he always did when this feeling took over- that his writer had left him to fend for himself. It was a bittersweet medicine to take, because while he loathed the idea of being controlled by any creature or force, without the captain at the wheel things lacked any definition or meaning for him. It was like being stuck in limbo, and he'd learned to hate it.

Clarity had finally come to him, though. He wasn't sure exactly how much time had gone by since he'd last had contact with the clans, but he knew it had to have been months. As anyways his first instinct was to head for home, but where was that now? Bloodclan had him marked as an enemy of the state and he'd failed the Rogues too many times to return to them. Besides, which of his comrades still remained in that place the greet him? No, it was time to start a new, and he was pleased to find there were no doubts or old pains that beckoned him otherwise.

Fourthwall hadn't changed since his last appeared cell in Alegros. He was still a Lupurca with a set of dangerous ram horns atop his skull, an inky black coat mottled with gold and covered in scars. In the old world his body had been in and permenantly young adult state, and so he'd carried over that trait to this new body ands well, and many were surprised that a male who looked as if he were only 24 moons could have such a history in scars and battle bred muscle.

He wasn't sure where he would go, but he wasn't really bothered at the concept. Worrying over things that weren't in your control had never really been his style. There would always be somewhere to lay his head even if it wasn't his first choice, so there was no point in stressing about it. Instead he had made quick work of figuring out where he was, which happened to be just outside the desert belonging to the Solaris Kingdom. So why not try them? Loyalty, guilds, enemies of the ruins. It was definitely a place he could see himself fitting into if they'd take him. His reputation and history had a habit of preceeding him on occasion, but he was chill with his own, a proven warrior, and had a cleverness that could border on wicked with its cold logic. He was an asset to any clan that had him and a danger to those who didn't.

His trek into the Derelict Expanse was reminiscent of his days as a Bloodclan nervous all those years ago, when the sand under your paws was always scorching and the sun burning your backside knew no mercy. And he ventured on until he found what had to be a border. Now it was just a matter of waiting, and he hoped they arrived soon because he was bored as hell.

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

There was an energy in Fourth that seemed endless, driven by a hungry will whose desire to live had been held back almost painfully. He hated it when his writer fell off the map like that, leaving him in the background until they returned. And as pissed off as he was that the entire thing had happened, he was more so excited to get back to living, and that meat jumping back into clan life.

So, after being accepted and shown around the territory the lupurca had shown out to keep himself busy and well etirrllntertained. Out beyond the border he had originally been interested in hunting. The clan needed meat to survive, and while he was no idiot, Fourth had always excelled especially in physical activities. It became obvious fast though that the deer he was stalking was sentient and most likely trying to get to his new clan. So he forgot hunting and crested a dune to make his way toward the hoofed creature.

"Hey." He called, tone casual and approach relaxed. "Name and business with the Solaris Kingdom?"

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

His lifetime had been one of so many instances that keeping track of them all was troublesome and easily forgetable. And for Fourthwall this came almost instinctually, to forget anything that did not leave an impression on his unbridled mind. Ravelights, however, was not so easily forgettable. Aside from his neon splashed accents, this oddball caracal had been a bit of a...special case.

It had been well known by his own clan that The Alpha and Fourthwall were not the same person. Rather, the Alpha had been like a parasite using Fourths body as a host, and while the beast was indeed a manifest of the Lupurca own darkness, it had its own wants, cravings, and actions. Fourthwall had struggled for a long time to keep control of it, earning the hatred of ovet half of his children as they all became infected and blamed him for what the Darkness did to then. The Alpha had been a creature that sought to control ,and destroy what it couldn't. That had never been Fourthwall interest though.

Until Ravelights had come along that is, and fucked everything up.

His one consentual change, the one he had let the chains slip for on purpose. But it hadn't been his plan. He had seen him through the Alphas eyes for just a moment, had seen all the light that shone inside of him, and it looked so much like Izzys that Fourth couldn't help himself. In fact, the image had been so powerful back then that in the now, when the Caracal yelled out at him, Fourthwall's head visably dropped and he took an involuntary step back.

"go away you monster!"

The words, for a brief moment, brought back an onslaught of painful memories. Ones he'd fought so hard to bury. It was like ptsd flashbacks going off in his head, and a soft huff of frustrain escaped his lips as he tried to reason with the other.

"Relax, Rave! I'm not here to cause any problems for anyone. I just need a place to stay for a while." He explained, hoping Rave would have the sense to calm down. "Just, hear me out."

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

THEY CALL KIDS LIKE US VICIOUS AND CARVED OUT OF STONE

The arrival of another drew Fourths gaze, and he wondered if that was annoyance he heard in her tone when she spoke of Ravelights. He would have been amused if the situation had been a little different, and instead he found himself answering her question before Rave could get to it- the Caracas would make it sound 10 times worse than it actually had been.

"It was." I replied, flashing her a toothy smile as I recovered from my momentary lapse with Rave. "And I guess you could say I wasn't myself the last time Rave and I crossed paths. Being possessed, I attacked him, and from the sound of it he still hasn't forgiven me."

BUT FOR WHAT WE'VE BECOME WE JUST FEEL MORE ALONE

Basics

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.

DONT WANT TO THINK ABOUT

FUCKIN' TIRED OF GETTIN' SICK ABOUT IT

With the initial surprise of seeing Rave gone, Fourth was able to shake off the momentary nervousness he'd felt. This wasn't Izzy, wasn't somebody whose words had to hold any weight with him. So, perhaps the opposite of Rave lights, Fourth stood there looking calm and unflustered, wondering if the caracals run in with him in the past would cost him his ability to join.

It wasn't that Fourth couldn't understand- to a degree- his anger and mistrust, but he lacked the ability to empathise properly. It had always been a major problem of his, trying to care about how someone felt or was affected by something. It gave people the impression that he was needlessly cruel sometimes, but it also let him see the world from a view that wasnt clouded by personal opinions or emotions. Besides, it wasn't like he was a bad guy, and aside from his occasional slip up Fourth wasn't known for purposefully hurting innocent people.

"Yeah, you were a kid. And I had another person using my body. Neither of us were in control of that situation. And if I remember correctly before blacking out, you were 'accidentally' stealing herbs from my clans territory, running with our enemy, Hawkclan. So we both did something we didn't mean to that day."

His tone was calm and unshaken, letting his gaze shift from the neon caracal to Tea. "I'm here to join, if you'll let me. Im not possessed anymore so I won't be a problem, and I have experience that you can definitely make use of, particularly with the Ruins."

NOW STAND BACK UP AND BE A MAN ABOUT

AND FIGHT FOR SOMETHING, FIGHT FOR SOMETHING!

Basics 

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Black & Gold Lupurca/Jaguar - 5'7 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Black fur grizzled gold - One red eye one deep blue - Black ram horns

Electricity Elemental 60% (Discovered)

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.