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Posts by Wilson Fisk
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"That I am the ill intent..."
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[color=white][size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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"That I am the ill intent..."
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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OOC: Trigger warning, slight (but intense) gore
IC:
He was walking through camp when he noticed a particular tom. A large maine coon tom he'd only heard about and seen once.
"Uh, sir?" the maine coon asked as he padded over.
The tom turned and grinned. "Still around, you scrappy thing? Okay, cool. Where's your mother, I need to talk to her," he demanded in a not-so-polite tone.
"[color=grey]Where've you been? How come you can't stay and be like a normal family?" Wilson pushed.
"Hey, dip* I didn't ask to be a father, I didn't even really like your mom I just slept with her because I could, alright? Now where is she I need to talk to her," the tom growled.
Wilson huffed, not at all liking what his dad was saying. "[color=grey]My mother is very dear to me," he continued, hoping that his father would relent.
"Go get your mother, boy," he growled, and slapped Wilson across the face.
He was so surprised that he didn't move for a few seconds. But then he felt his anger rising and he lunged at his father, claws outstretched, and grabbed him by the scruff and then threw him to the ground. Even though his father was much larger than him, Wilson had super strength, so it didn't take much effort to continually bash his father's head on a nearby rock until his brain matter spilled.
That done, the maine coon panted and stared down at his bloody paws.
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"That I am the ill intent..."
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[color=white][size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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He knew she was right, but that didn't make the words hurt any less. She was still his mother, and he would never hurt her. But everyone else?
Everyone else was disposable in his view, or rather, he didn't care enough to make them a priority like he did his mother. But finding nothing good or helpful to say, the maine coon simply stared at the ground in front of his paws.
Yes, he'd killed his father, but his father was not a nice tom, and he had said hurtful things about Juno. But he was not sorry for what he'd done -- his father had deserved it.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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When news had finally reached Wilson that his mother had died, he didn't take it too well. Especially since the spirit that was raising him had withheld the information for many months. Coda had told him that it was to protect him, although Wilson did not listen. He had almost gone back to the Compendium, or the Blackhearts, as they were now, but Coda decided to release some more information on his ancestry. This piqued Wilson's interest, and so here he was, at Darkclan's border.
Although Coda had raised his mother, back when the spirit was alive, he had taken her from Darkclan, where her parents had lived, and their parents had lived before them. Wilson wanted to know more about this clan that had supported so many of his extended family, and the clan that his great grandfather had led. Would any of them even remember a Yellowstar, though? Or had his name faded to oblivion, as most names do.
The maine coon shuffled his paws. Although he'd just turned a year old, his slower growth rate meant that he hadn't yet achieved his full height and weight, even though he was just a little taller and heavier than the average fully grown domestic cat.
He finally cleared his throat and stood tall as he stared deeper into the territory. "[color=grey]Hello," he called out, betraying no emotion.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Smaller paws pattered their way towards him, until he could make out the much smaller femme. She was pretty young compared to him, but she had the audacity to yawn at him, as if his mere presence bored her. Who or what was she expecting, though, a dance and a song?
No, he never did any of that sort. Dancing and singing were neither of his better qualities, nor had anyone taught him in his single year of life.
He inclined his head at the smaller feline, deciding to ignore the yawn and dismissing it as a tired yawn rather than a bored one. Her two questions were very blunt, and without any warmth or emotion. Was this just a job to her, or did she care at all about who came to her clan's borders?
"[color=grey]My name is Wilson, Wilson Fisk. And I would like to stay in Darkclan for a while, and perhaps join if it is nice here," he said with a grunt. He honestly didn't know if he'd stay, or how for how long. He only knew that he wanted to learn more about Darkclan.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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He watched her sit, and her calm expression, even though he outweighed her. There was a certain strength behind her laid-back attitude, and he respected her for it. He opened his mouth to thank her, when she sneezed a flame.
"Your powers seem to be a little bit... out of control," he advised her. Seraphina probably already knew she had that problem, however, so instead of just stating it like an idiot, he attempted to assist her by offering her some advice.
"[color=grey]I hear meditation can be quite useful. I myself can't meditate, I can never seem to quiet my mind. But you may have better luck with it," he rumbled with a small nod. "[color=grey]Now, do you mind leading me to your camp? Your assistance would be greatly appreciated," Wilson added as he changed the subject.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[color=white][size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson had little to no knowledge of alliances and other political matters. However, it was something he was interested in learning, so he ambled over and stood watching one of the higher ranking members of Darkclan and the Chief of the tribe.
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"That I am the ill intent..."
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson was next to amble over and nodded to the Skulls member. "[color=grey]Hello, I am Wilson. I'm new here, but I look forward to interacting with you and your clan in the future," he rumbled with a small nod.
Slowly but surely, Wilson was learning more about each of Darkclan's allies.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[color=white][size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson had both the body weight and the power to back it up. It wasn't even his maine coon weight that did much, it moreso just added to his appearance threat. He didn't often work out, but if he did, it usually involved him pummeling something inanimate into nonexistence, whether that was shards or splinters.
Interested to see how the rest of his new clanmates fought, he sat down at the side to watch the sparring match.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[color=white][size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson, being new, was unaware of the Cartel's shenanigans, and so simply gave a small smirk as Duskheart scrawled on a box. The maine coon was literate and well educated, thanks to his mother, so reading came as naturally as breathing to him. Although, if this 'Fort Asshole' inhabitant wasn't an ally, and really was an asshole, he'd teach the punk a lesson in manners, and respect. You had to give it to earn it, he was taught.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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The black-and-white maine coon sat in the dining hall as he glanced around. Was this the ancestral camp that his mother was born in? "[color=grey]Who knows much of Darkclan and their past?" he asked out loud, hoping someone could fill him in on the details of this clan's history.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[color=white][size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson was first to come across the letter, and he held it in one paw as he grunted. He did not know whether Darkclan and Sunfall Village were allies, or even acquaintances, so he brought it back to the main hall to see if anyone knew of this other clan.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson grunted and frowned. If the Cartel was targeting them, why haven't they been taught a lesson? Was this leader incapable or meek? If Wilson was in charge, no problem would stay a problem for very long. He decided to tuck this information away, and possibly bring it up at a later time, but for now he was more interested in learning about Darkclan's history and his mother's family.
"[color=grey]That is... unfortunate. Do you know of any leaders before 'Mrs. O'?" he asked Junkrat, as he angled his head slightly upwards.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Well, there was one way to get these low lifes out. Wilson padded over, identified those that were not part of his clan, and [color=#ff6666]aimed a super-strength powered punch at the nearest Cartellian, which so happened to be Chromamirage.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson did follow, as he took in their surroundings so that he wouldn't get lost once she left. Seraphina's footfalls were quicker in pace, but the maine coon easily matched her speed with his longer strides. He wondered briefly what it must be like to have to expel more energy to cover as much ground as someone who was bigger. Did one get used to it, or were their biologies different to accommodate the smaller stature?
He dispelled the thought as quickly as it appeared in his head, and turned back to the present as he turned to the Darkclan Lieutenant. "[color=grey]How long have you lived in Darkclan for?" he asked, as he attempted to make light conversation.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[color=white][size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson was in much a similar position as Ben. The maine coon didn't know of this 'drill', but he understood meetings, back when his mother held them, so he went to where everyone else was gathering and sat down near the back.
His eyes scanned around to the other Darkclanners -- some he knew already, and some he had not met yet. Whether he knew them or not, however, he would remember their faces, and then add names to the faces of those he did not know later.
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[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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He slowed his pace as the base loomed overhead. He was surprised; it was bigger than he'd thought it'd be. But then again, this wasn't the same camp that his mother had grown up in. Another question to add to the list; what happened to the old territory?
Her words pulled him from his thoughts and he turned to her, and noticed that her ears were burning, quite literally. "[color=grey]Your father? Who is your father?" he asked with a slight frown. He did not like his own father, that maine coon was a monster in his own right. It had been for his mothers' protection that he killed the tom. But of course, only a small group from the Compendium had known that, and by now they were probably all dead or disappeared.
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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Wilson padded over with a nod. "[color=grey]Hello, there," he rumbled. The maine coon wasn't actually a social butterfly, and he was having so many social interactions lately that it was taking a toll on his mood.
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"That I am the ill intent..."
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"Who set upon the traveler on a road he should not have been on."[/fancypost][align=center]Wilson Fisk
[color=white][size=8]I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster
{Monster by Imagine Dragons}
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He'd heard of Ms. O before, thanks to Junkrat, but there was a disconnect between that leader, and this new wolf that everyone seemed to know and call by name.
The maine coon simply stood near the back and waited patiently for his turn to meet this rejoiner, as it were.
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