Post by Valko Holt on Sept 18, 2016 5:33:38 GMT
Valko Holt
PLAY BY: Tom Hardy
♦ THE BASICS ♦
AGE: 34
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Demisexual
POSITION: Chieftain of the Hounds of Fury raider tribe
RACE: Unregistered human♦ THE FREEFORM ♦Let me make one thing clear. I am your leader now, understand? That means you listen to me. When I speak, you shut up. When I give an order, you follow it. My first order is this: we’re going to have rules now. Yes, rules.
First off, no one is killing any of our own any more. You have a problem, you come to me. Then you’ll fight fist to fist, and that’s that. I don’t care what they did to you; duke it out and then get over it. If you don’t, I’ll solve the problem for you. Permanently.
Second: you listen to me when I say something. Anything. I’m repeating this for the slow ones among you. Listen. If you don’t then you’ve got no use for ears and I’ll gladly remove them.
That goes for when I give you a command too. Do it, or die. No excuses. You come to me with some petty excuse, I’ll feed you to a gangrel. Got it?
I’m tired of us acting without any organization. You think the other raiders won’t wise up and start using strategy? It might seem impossible, but I’m not taking that chance. So you’re all getting whipped into shape. We aren’t blindly attacking people any more, you hear me? No rushing in and getting half of us killed. We may be hounds, but we shouldn’t be that stupid. From now on, we’re going to use that little piece of brain stuck between your ears, ok? I know it might be hard, but get over it.
Starting right now, we aren’t a mess of ragtag nobodies and pitiful excuses for walking meat-bags. We’re a tribe. We are the Hounds of Fury. And even if I have to drag you all kicking and screaming, I’m going to make that name something to be feared.♦ THE PLAYER ♦
USERNAME: GustofWind or Gust for short
AGE GROUP: "late twenties"
EXPERIENCE: +5 years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? Proboard Support
