#ma: documentary

[icecrewinthehizzouse]

Uh Cobra, D-man's hitting on your boo.

“Hold up, what?”

And here we have the opportunity to observe how Cobra responds to competition for his mate. Notice how he squares his shoulders to appear larger–though this display would most certainly be more effective if used on the actual competition, rather than the source of the news.

“Yo, shuddap!”

[icecrewinthehizzouse]

Magic Anon: Boys will be now accompanied by mysterious voice, that explains their lives like it was nature document for the next few days.

The city. Boisterous, fast-paced, and at times, cut-throat, it is certainly deserving of the nickname “The Concrete Jungle.” It is here that we will be following the exploits of three young men, a small, yet tight-knit pack trying to survive the hectic lifestyle of the city. They call themselves…the Ice Crew.

Our journey begins in the Crew’s den, located in the downtown area. The sun has long since appeared, yet it is only now that the pack starts to stir. The first one up is the alpha and the one from whom the pack takes its name–Strikemaster Ice.

“…”

Despite being the smallest in the pack, the other members have readily deferred to his authority, and he has led unchallenged since the pack’s creation. However, this doesn’t appear to grant him any special privileges in the den, as he is currently sharing his lair with another pack member.

“Yo, Dawg, ya hear that?”

“Mph…hear wha’…?”

MC Cobra is the youngest member, and it appears that he might also be the lowest ranking; while Ice and the third member of the pack, DJ Fist, sport gold rings in their ears, Cobra’s are silver. Another oddity is his unusual fur color, which is a striking purple. There is no concrete explanation for why Cobra dyes his fur so, but the current prevailing theory is that it is an attempt to attract a mate.

“That.”

“…Tha heck?”