4/28/2024, 1:37 AM
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Here’s the rundown:
“It's a Wild new world we find ourselves in, eh? Wolves droppin out of the sky, fishin themselves outta the see, poppin up outta thin air… And really crowdin up this wide wide land of ours.
And they’re all bunchin up, formin their packs, claiming land like its their’s to say “ay that’s mine now and forever!” I mean, I get it, Its a ripe new world for the taking, plenty of prime pickings, plenty of folk snatchin up everything they can to get by… But they’re Leavin nothin for the rest of us. Them and their fancy “ideologies” and “religions.”
I say mind yer own beeswax. I say, live simple, live like wolves are supposed to live. Run with us, run with the Hoodlums and we’ll show em what for! Take what we need and provide for those in need! Awoooo and all that, and you don’t have to pledge yourself if you don’t wanna. Live that loner life if you like, but all are welcome in my den to stay the night and take what they need, and only what they need. It’s all fair and equal and all that. Just make sure ya share and we’ll get along just fine.” - Honcho
Who we are:
The Hoodlums are a gang, no metaphors or hypotheticals or any of that, a gang, straight. up. We’re the troublemakers, the loners, the lost. Anyone who doesn’t fit in, doesn’t belong, always has a place with us. We’ll survive together and make somethin of ourselves while doing it, all done our own way
All for one, one for all, what’s yours is mine and mine is yours.
The Vivarium’s a pretty big place with many a rich bounty to be claimed, and it’s all for us. There’s just that pesky little deal of “ownership” in the way of most of it. Nothin belongs to nobody, it all belongs to everybody and we’re gonna make damn sure of it.
We survive this crazy world together, or not at all.
Da rules
Respect each other, we’re all miscreants here.
Stick together and keep everyone safe. Strength in numbers. Strength in trust.
Share everything. Food, advice, time, whatever, all belongs to everyone.
Love who you want, live how you want. So long as you remember to do your part, no organization subsists empty effort.
Ranks/Positions
Organizations not much our thing, but gotta admit it's necessary, so here’s how we roll; Any proper ranks would invite unneeded competition and division.
The Big Honcho, the leader o' the bunch
His right hand paw; Sparrow
Lieutenants:
Medic/Da Doc:
Hunt Organiser/Kitch’ Manager: Kukulkan
Heist Planner/Blackboard Nerd: Misoka
Hoodlums: Full pack members; Glitch
Howlers: Any honorary or transient members; Calamity
“It's a Wild new world we find ourselves in, eh? Wolves droppin out of the sky, fishin themselves outta the see, poppin up outta thin air… And really crowdin up this wide wide land of ours.
And they’re all bunchin up, formin their packs, claiming land like its their’s to say “ay that’s mine now and forever!” I mean, I get it, Its a ripe new world for the taking, plenty of prime pickings, plenty of folk snatchin up everything they can to get by… But they’re Leavin nothin for the rest of us. Them and their fancy “ideologies” and “religions.”
I say mind yer own beeswax. I say, live simple, live like wolves are supposed to live. Run with us, run with the Hoodlums and we’ll show em what for! Take what we need and provide for those in need! Awoooo and all that, and you don’t have to pledge yourself if you don’t wanna. Live that loner life if you like, but all are welcome in my den to stay the night and take what they need, and only what they need. It’s all fair and equal and all that. Just make sure ya share and we’ll get along just fine.” - Honcho
Who we are:
The Hoodlums are a gang, no metaphors or hypotheticals or any of that, a gang, straight. up. We’re the troublemakers, the loners, the lost. Anyone who doesn’t fit in, doesn’t belong, always has a place with us. We’ll survive together and make somethin of ourselves while doing it, all done our own way
All for one, one for all, what’s yours is mine and mine is yours.
The Vivarium’s a pretty big place with many a rich bounty to be claimed, and it’s all for us. There’s just that pesky little deal of “ownership” in the way of most of it. Nothin belongs to nobody, it all belongs to everybody and we’re gonna make damn sure of it.
We survive this crazy world together, or not at all.
Da rules
Respect each other, we’re all miscreants here.
Stick together and keep everyone safe. Strength in numbers. Strength in trust.
Share everything. Food, advice, time, whatever, all belongs to everyone.
Love who you want, live how you want. So long as you remember to do your part, no organization subsists empty effort.
Ranks/Positions
Organizations not much our thing, but gotta admit it's necessary, so here’s how we roll; Any proper ranks would invite unneeded competition and division.
The Big Honcho, the leader o' the bunch
His right hand paw; Sparrow
Lieutenants:
Medic/Da Doc:
Hunt Organiser/Kitch’ Manager: Kukulkan
Heist Planner/Blackboard Nerd: Misoka
Hoodlums: Full pack members; Glitch
Howlers: Any honorary or transient members; Calamity