Posts by CODY W

"Sure," the male stated in a tracking post.

In terms of raid introductions, Cody was rate his own a perfect ten and Vera's maybe.... a two? She lacked his energy and finesse, and whilst he had nothing against the Lannister lioness the Saboteur thought it obvious to whom was the cooler animal out of the two - besides, his call had actually attracted Ruiners to duel with! Settled somewhere towards the front of the raiding party, the male's boredom clearly outshone his anticipation as honey coloured eyes scoured the horizon, wanting action right then and there. He needed to get stronger, he couldn't do that if the bastards were too lazy to defend their own home. "I'm gonna go take a nap, lemme know if any Sanguiners show up," the three-legged wolf would retort, settling back on his haunches carefully, despite being so cocksure. They hadn't proved themselves to be strong opponents the last time he'd attended battle here, one had gave up after Cody did something as simple as throwing sand, he hardly felt under any danger from trespassing and acting like a bit of a dick.

His clanmates agreed, the lack of Ruiners was a total embarrassment. At first, his frowning face turned towards Cyrus, but as Breakout suggested a game a smirk formed to replace his disappointed look. "Yeah good luck finding a ball in this dump, last I lived here the folk were as void of property as they were personality,". It wasn't entirely true, the company of Ruiners (no matter how short lived) had certainly been better than waking up in the Veil, but seeing how far the Sanguine Ruins had fallen hurt him. They'd be so cool when he was a kid, he'd looked up to several of the warriors... now the thought of respecting them didn't even cross his mind. For a brief moment he wondered how his parents would react in this situation, teeth gritted as it came to his attention that it wouldn't be pleasant. Territory destruction and extreme pillage, I'll stick to the bad-mouthing. Perhaps one of the more well-behaved Exilers with his morals in mind, the Saboteur still decided to throw some of the warm sand towards Break in a playful gesture. "Reckon they'd even notice if we entered their camp? I'll bet twenty grains of sand for the son of the bitch who tries to walk in, ".

Cody was Breakout's half-brother, which by extension it seemed he had some sort of relation to Trash, the boxer pup and now this random chick. It was a lot to take in all at once, and as the three-legged lupine approached his confusion was obvious through a gaped maw and wide eyes. Was this on Deathstroke's side or Breakout's mother's side? Did no one think to tell him his family extended past his parents and siblings? What of Trash? Was he aware? Did it even count as family if it was only his half-sibling related to them? A quiet whine escaped him, the heaps of questions stressing out a brain already working overtime trying to figure out who was related to who. "Wait... so...". Any good creature would've kept the spotlight on the hound but god damn he was trapped in a family web. "How do I tie into this family tree? If me and Break share a parent... shit this is complicated..." he had to trail off again, settling down on his haunches in defeat. "Wait but my last name's Wilson, not Mortem.... am I not related?". Struggling to comprehend the situation, the wolf would lay on his belly and place his head on his forepaw, looking as if he was in some sort of extensional crisis. How BIG is my family?

cody's not exactly a 'nice' exiler but he doesn't really get involved in any of their nasty stuff either so he could probably end up being sort of reluctantly friendly towards her? like he'd probably just share some of his food with her and try and convince her that the exiles aren't so bad if you're one of them he won't realise how manipulative that sounds tho oof

Since the one-sided war against the Sanguine Ruins, Cody was almost distancing himself from the Exiles. He'd been visiting the outer clans a lot more recently, combined with his severe decrease in contribution the wolf was sure that the 'cool factor' of joining a clan to get back at another one was wearing off. Potentially witnessing the torture of a pregnant woman was something he'd never even considered to be a possibility when agreeing to be a High Position, he could understand now why his parents weren't keen on him staying there for long. A rebellious teenage attitude eventually wore off when a line was drawn, and the male was positive he was reaching said line with the sudden increase of senseless violence. It just wasn't his thing, love of fighting be dammed. Such was evident when he approached when the Saboteur approached the borders of the Thunderlands, even if he could predict a less than warm introduction to his father's clanmates he kept himself modest looking. No smirk, no loud-mouthed comments, no threatening gestures, Cody was purely calm as he settled in on scent line. Last he'd spoke to his immediate family, he'd been told that he had more half-siblings... it'd be nice to see them (though he didn't realise how he directly compromised his dad with such wishes).

Even a young mind supposed to be filled with lewd images and dirty thoughts couldn't understand the polygamy displayed by his parents, he didn't know if he'd ever truly see the value of being with someone that wasn't a romantic partner, but he dared not speak with his parents about it. Imagine talking to your parents about the birds and bees, ugh, he was shivering at the cringey thought even when so close to a humid hellhole of heat. Deciding to get some attention before an overly imaginative mind destroyed itself further, Cody would let out a little yap, such a call lower in tone now that his body was reaching maturity. "Hey! I'm not here to harm you guys, I just wanna have a chat!". Would they believe him? Damn he hoped so, if talking about serious topics was enough to make him die from embarrassment imagine having to explain that you got mauled by your father's friends after you limped home. Grinding his remaining forepaw into the ground, finding even the short wait to be dull, Cody would keep honey coloured eyes peeled.

ooh heck yeah, he'd definitely try and protect her from abuse as subtly as he can and will probably see himself as a big brother figure since he misses having real siblings to care about oof

if you'd like i could make a private thread where they interact for the first time so cody can try and understand the situation a little better and start doing acts of kindness maybe??

You know, it was just his luck to get the one creature that had no clue of his 'loyalties', perhaps it was a relief, but he couldn't help but imagine she'd be told off later when a hissing and spitting match happened between Cody and someone more familiar with the Exiles. Just his luck as well, he'd get a creature that cursed more than he did, eyes widening in an amused surprise as the dhole with a sailor's mouth asked him his name and business (that was paraphrased to all hell and back). As he opened his mouth to speak, he was cut off by Fyodor, an invisible brow furrowed at the wolfdog's conclusion of his intentions. Whilst Cody could hardly call the Exiles boring, he knew better than to go into detail about what made them interesting. "Between your quick wit and my clanmate's quick wit, well... there's hardly any difference," he complimented the youth, giving a curt nod of his head in greetings. A tail slowly began to wag, the three-legged male was about to answer Tokyotower once again when another kid interrupted him. I'm started to think the Exiles needs a welcome committee like this. The most badass clan in all of Agrelos having a kitten extravaganza on the borders, what could possibly go wrong?

He chortled at the idea, eyes rolling at the mental image he'd made for himself. Leaning his head down to better speak to the excitable kitten, the lupine would respond with "Cody, it's good to meet you little guy,". Damn, he was going against everything he'd been conditioned for in the Exiles... he was sure rule 1 of the unofficial rulebook was 'don't be nice to enemy children'. Quickly straightening himself up as he realised he had yet to reply to Tokyotower, Cody would give an apologetic look momentarily. "Cody Wilson, and I'm doing good,". He slowly began to smirk, currently feeling quite comfortable in the presence of all the laid back Thunderlanders. "Just wanted to talk about family. I... I heard I had some younger siblings here, just wanted to know what they're like really,". He sorely missed having a bond with his siblings. Cody was the only survivor of his litter, Breakout was distant from the Saboteur... it fucking sucked. "We uh, share Deathstroke as a mum... dad... uh, nevermind. Just... hope you can identify them from that,". He'd always referred to Deathstroke as his mother despite the other's gender, it left an odd feeling on his tongue to call him anything but.

CodyGotNoCooties: i walked in on my dad talking to a broomstick

CodyGotNoCooties: like having a full blown conversation with this object

i support this!! ;o

would be great if cody got a roommate he just constantly bickered with haha

like he'd just have a go at them for constantly moving into his side of the cell lmfao

CodyGotNoCooties: i think i'd die if i ever saw my parents flirting

CodyGotNoCooties: it's the only good thing about not living with them, i already have younger half-siblings, like they didn't come from nowhere ;~;

Fyodor is right here. Cody must've offered the shortest look imaginable over to Julian as the information was relayed to him, quickly finding his brown gaze fixating on the wolfdog once more. Forepaw hopping in place, perhaps a way to regulate his excitement without trespassing, his surprised smile would grow wider. Brother. The fluttering feeling in his heart of being called such a thing again would be difficult to replicate, even as questions about his lineage started to roll in. Technically, it could be said that Deathstroke had happened him and Geralt when he was in his slump, but the Saboteur was positive that wasn't what the Thunderlander meant. "Nah, I don't think Feliks or Deathstroke would abandon me unless they had a good reason. Guess I got lucky with my parents...". From the sounds of things, his sibling had been tossed aside like some street orphans, his ears flattened momentarily at the realisation. Piece of shit. Who could do such a thing to someone so young. Your clanmates torture kids. A chill went down his spine, Cody shaking his head suddenly. Who else was there? Peachtea... Wanderpup... Pandora... A youth saying 'I'm Peachtea' couldn't have come any sooner - he'd be shaking with anger if he had to dwell on the abandonment issue any longer.

Offering a nod of his head as he turned to face his half-sister, Cody's metaphorical lips would purse as he was questioned once more. Damn, they really were a curious bunch... the Exiler supposed he was as well when he was that young. Hell, he'd been off visiting other clans before his apprenticeship, that inquisitive nature had to come from somewhere. "I know a bit. He loves all his kids, he wants to make sure we don't end up being bad guys. He used to be apart of the Blackheart Rogues, he used to be able to shapeshift, hence why I have two fathers. He uh...". Crap, this was harder than the lupine thought. Cody only really remembered what he'd been told and what several NPCs had spitefully said to him about his heritage. If the past digressions were true... it would be best not to share them with ears so innocent. "He lives on some Islands and kinda smells like fish because of it and oh, he used to be a mercenary. Pretty cool, right? Means he'd traveled to a lot of places,".

It was starting to make more sense now why everyone in his family seemed so darn keen to learn. He thought he'd gained most of that from his father... but seeing all the landmarks of the world... it sounded better than living in millions of different clans. If Peachtea and Fyodor were gonna ask him things, it only felt fair to return the favour. "How much do you guys like the Thunderlands? It's probably better than the salty alternative," he'd chortle.

CodyGotNoCooties: cy my man, i love you but you aren't an advocate for elder rights

CodyGotNoCooties: my parents are twice your age, so you can go off and love whoever you want

CodyGotNoCooties: just make sure you're not waking me up when you find a tinder date

CodyGotNoCooties: sleep > sex

It was the first time that Cody had been home for a few days, and instead of the usual energy he felt when stepping into the prison, his movements were lagging. Being considered for a high position was truly a marvelous thing, a badge of dedication he'd wear with pride... but he'd sacrificed rose-tinted glasses for the honour. Knowing how clanmates acted towards those outside their group wasn't information that the Saboteur could take lightly, with little sense of belonging elsewhere however he could not openly comment on why he thought it was wrong. You were told scary stories about them too... the hell were you expecting? Rainbow land? Offering a nod of greetings to one of the prison guards as broke away from that chain of thinking, the wolf lowered his head, breaking out into a faster paced walk as he got the idea to try and find a Shadow Veil prisoner. His interaction with the former AntiClan hadn't been great the last time he visited, with Mercy being the only creature there with... well... mercy, Cody had left with several wounds as a grim reminder that he was no longer apart of his home clan - though they'd healed too quickly for him to be that bothered about revenge on one who had nothing to do with the incident.

No, he just wanted information out of any potential captives. If they were planning anything against his group, if they were willing to assist the Sanguine Ruins against the Exile's crusade, anything that could justify his wishes to lead a raid on the pine-dwelling clan. Pushing past the doors that separated Exilers from 'low-life' as he'd heard them be called, Cody was instantly met with the smell of death. Nose wrinkling, eyes squinting, he tried his hardest to avoid seeming that overwhelmed by a place he'd never visited before, the way his jaws seemed to salivate as one's would before being sick was a grim reminder to the Saboteur still hadn't been groomed to be the psycho his peers wished him to be. How the fuck does anyone stand this? He could guess it was because they were used to it, whereas Cody had only witnessed violence a minimal amount of times despite his attitude. His singular forepaw squeezed harder against the ground momentarily, the lupine walking forwards once he was sure he had got his bearings in the disgusting room. Slow and steady he was, trying to decipher a Shadow Veil scent amongst the blood and fear scents, but so far there was nothing. Disappointed he'd be needing to stay in here longer, Cody's head movements would grow more frantic as his gaze darted about, avoiding eye contact with the delirious as best as he could.

KETURAH

There it was, that god damn title again, making him blush a pretty pink and giving him the wish that he could be anywhere else apart from in the Exiles. Grateful it was not read out loud now that Cody knew what it meant, the Saboteur would give a stiff nod to the winners, hardly disappointed that he came in fourth. He'd heard what Naranel had done to score highly... the lupine wouldn't be able to do the same thing to a clanner that hadn't harmed him, perhaps not even a Shadow Veiler regardless of their maternity status. "Congrats," he spoke, turning his head around to nip at an itch on his flank. He supposed the skull would be a pretty badass decoration to have in his room, the dead one wouldn't be missing it at least.

He wasn't Trash, he wasn't Damion, he was twice as cool as them guys and for whatever reason had a knack of being in the right place at the right time. As his sheep buddy called for the two Wardens, Cody's ears would flicker forwards in intrigue, quickly standing up and approaching the Commander without many second thoughts. Sanguine Ruins... great, why did the Exiles even waste their time with them milksops? They clearly weren't worth fighting, they had as much strength as a chocolate fireguard, Cody could see no pragmatic benefit to waging war with them. "Why do we hate them so much again? Don't think I was around when the beef started," he'd ask, giving a tilt of his head. Perhaps all the brutality against them was justified, perhaps the Exiles followed the same eye for an eye philosophy his father did. Cody just wanted to fight and improve, he didn't want to think about the politics behind his actions, but this time he was curious. "They don't appear to be a threat though, it's been weeks and they haven't retaliated,". Whereas Shadow Veil had attacked him recently. (Damn Cody, stop having a one-track mind for a second).

Though the lifestyle wasn't something he could get accustomed to so easily, the looks offered by strangers for his allegiance didn't bother Cody too much anymore. He'd come to expect discrimination, he'd faced it from such a young age due to his lineage, it was that reason alone why his initial glance over towards the skittish stranger was so brief - the male was forced to pay more attention as he heard chains creaking. Expecting some sort of comment or attempted attack through the bars, the wolf came to a halt, lifting his head as adrenaline renewed his confidence. He whipped around, bracing for an assault or vicious verbal debate, blinking in surprise as he processed the sight. Don't choose me. The frown deeply etched into his maw was sombre, ears flattened in momentary sympathy for the petrified animal. Instead of a canine, Cody could akin the captive to a prey animal, cornered and hopeless... literally trapped. He didn't think she was from Shadow Veil, would a Shadow Veiler act so defeatist in the face of death? Pupils didn't settle on the wound for long as she tried to conceal it, instead he'd try his damnedest to make eye contact for the first time ever in these cells.

"The hell? I don't wanna 'pick' anyone, chill out," Cody spoke, failing miserably at his attempted angry facade - concern had never been an easy thing for him to hide. Strangely enough, he could empathise with the situation Keturah found herself in. Once, the Saboteur had been a victim of capture too, but instead of cowering he'd snarled and hissed at them until his throat had grown hoarse - Cody couldn't imagine the coyote was willing to try the same tactic. Sitting down in front of the cell, lowering his cranium once more to appear less threatening, the Saboteur had become well and truly sidetracked. The Shadow Veil could wait. "Honestly, I'm offended someone thinks I look ugly enough to torture random girls," he'd huff, defense-mechanism humour dissipating quickly once he realised how insensitive it may have seemed to the prisoner. Three legs, young and emotional voice; no matter how hard he tried to come across as one of the 'cool kids' there was no denying how out of place Cody seemed with the typical exiles caricatures, the only similarity he held was the passion for vulgarity. "You... you really are random though, where are you from?". With senses millimeters away from being overwhelmed, he was struggling to distinguish a scent on the coyote.

ok so real question

what the heckadoodles would iceshattered think if he realised that cody was a deathliks baby

my boy lived a good life before being massacred at the ripe old age of 17 months lmfao

Just doing it for myself atm because I've got a killer headache oof

- is one of the quietest sleepers known to man, like someone check if this guy's still alive roomates

- kinda smells very strong?? like cologne i guess, idk
- can read and write as well as an 8-year old, he's got really scruffy handwriting

- an emotional drunk

- is one of them 'i was born in the wrong generation' kids who thinks they're cool because they listen to unheard 70's bands

asdfghjkl yess!
like cody's super prude anyways he never got taught anything about dating because he was away from his fam around the age he would've been taught so if like he ever caught break outside their room he'd just be so confused and be like 'why are you eating their face'. i'm down for it 100% xDD