[E'l Scrabino]

OOC: Hmmm... I dunno. Most of your profile is alright, but some of it will need to go.


IC:


Matthew: "Ok. I think Greg and I shall take on the role of being your assistant. So, when do we start?" Said Matthew...



Shredder: "Ok, gotcha." Said Shredder to the Hybrid, "Ah, sorry for my pack running away like that, wanting to kill you, but I have something to tell you. Can I join your pack? I don't have much more to lose and I wish that I was better again. Can those plants help me?" said the Slog who stayed behind, "Shryke, I was thinking. He may be use to us. He knows far more about the Industerials than we do, plus, he knows where their bases are. That could bring us to victory! Think about, if we win, there could be a home for you, the Fleeches would be safe, and for the Slog, he get to have people who love him! And for you, oh mighty water birth Scrab, a pack who wants a leader with experience! So what do you say?" said the Fleech,"That'd be nice. I once had a Slog friend. But that was before that Intern came around..." said Shredder



OOC: Aaah... I am still alone in the world of using colours for speech... Ah well...