>>6165699As expected, Vuuse is the first to speak up. “Aye… what’s keepin’ us from never showing up again, hm? Gonna track us down and gives us a talking-to?”
Ignoring the Icer’s laughter, the Grand Marshall holds firm as she rises in her seat. “Nothing’s keepin’ ya. Hells, you can leave and never show your face again after tonight… but you’ll be back.” A smile stretches across Volka’s face. “They always come back.”
“Tch…” Her questions more or less answered, the Mzz’goe’virr leans back with a derisive grunt.
“Right! Let’s get down to business, hm?” Rummaging around in her pockets, Volka gives the table an apologetic smirk. “I erm, didn’t expect this many recruits, so I’ll have to fashion together some more <span class="mu-b">WHISTLES</span> before next meeting… I do have a few, though…”
You get the first one, of course–the Skog placing the metal noisemaker in your hand with a wink before handing the rest out to Alton, Vuuse, and Vilah. “Rest of ya’ will get yours next time–think of it as an incentive!”
“Fuckin’ Hells, a <span class="mu-i">whistle…</span>” Snickers the ex-Icer as she spins it around her claw, “We’ve really hit the big time…”
“Next order of business: Roll Call and introductions! I’ll go first!” Standing up for everyone to see her, Volka sends a warm smile around the table! “Grand Marshall Volka! Founder and Commander of the Lamplighters! Wanted to make Crossroads a better place for everyone… erm, fun fact about me…” Her tail thuds rhythmically against the wood floor for a few seconds as she ponders. “Oh! I really like swimming!”
Shifting her gaze your way, Volka motions for you to stand! “Rookie Anton, yer’ up!”
Oh no! Y-you didn’t prepare anything! AAAIIIEEE!
Why did you join?
>Volka asked me to!>I wanna find a way home!>I like helping out!>Wanted to impress the ladies!>Write-In!Fun fact!
>I’m a member of the FBI!>I worked at a restaurant!>I come from another woooorld!>I have a demon in me!>I barely remember who I am!>Write-In! 