#the cfo

[bipolartwo]

@ilovecfogyatt requested: the CFO x | x | x x | x | x x | x | x

[animenostalgia]

Help one of our fandom elders!

Help a True Fandom Original., organized by Rodney Stansfield

Hi, we are Vinson and Changa, reaching out to our community on behalf of our beloved p… Rodney Stansfield needs your support for Help a Tru

Mark Merlino is one of the co-founders of The Cartoon/Fantasy Organization, which was the FIRST anime club in North America. He ALSO organized ConFurence, the very first furry convention. Help a true fandom elder as he enters hospice care: donate or boost his Gofundme campaign if you can!

[igglemouse]

Episode 6 ~ The Bigger They Are…

  Of course, Saul equipped his men with military grade weapons. The results? Bullets that shredded through walls, especially in close vicinity, and made mincemeat of whatever was on the other side...

Poses by @quiddity-jones

[burntuakrisp]

Cog Head canons

You know Steven Universe? Imagine cogs treating their leaders like how gems of homeworld treat the diamonds.

Like every cog is built for (besides Toontown conquest) serving their cog boss.

[igglemouse]

Episode 6 ~ Bigger They Are…

  “Straight FLUSH boys!” Red said, smacking down hard on the table to emphasize his victory. “I think that brings my prize to...five thousand simoleons?”

  “Weasel,” the man in the hat grunted, his voice harsh, but that was usual. He was known as simply Luca, one name was enough around these parts for him. “Should call you weasel, those things are red, ain’t they?”

  “Give the man his earnings,” the man in the middle said, the banker, simply known as ‘CFO’ among his peers and associates. “Rules are rules, after all.”  

  Luca grumbled, “You say this as if I follow rules?”

  “When is Aldo going to tell us why we are here anyway? He wanted to tell us something right?” Red asked.

  “Ah yea, he’s getting married soon. Some Villareal doll,” Luca said, his frustration towards losing another game to Red pushed away and instead directed at the new subject of their conversation. This Villareal girl. “It means some of our roles may change.”

  “Hmm? Can’t be good then I guess? Least not for me,” Red sighed. He was a quick riser for the Montalvo’s and pitched his tent entirely in Aldo’s camp after the death of Jeffry Montalvo. He risked a lot to get ahead, he had a lot of blood on his hands, innocent blood, but it had put him in the position to be close to Aldo. “Another hand? Another one thousand, I know you have plenty of simoleons on you, what say you?” He asked Luca.

  “Of course, weasel.” He tipped his hat, thinking little of the simoleons owed to the redhead and more about this Carolina girl. “I don’t think he really loves the girl, that’s what’s taking him so long right now. You know how he is...”

  “Hmmm?” Weasel’s voiced as he begins to shuffle the deck. Eager to beat Luca at another hand. 

  “He means to say that our boss is occupied right now with lady company.” The CFO cut in, fatigue in his voice. He tired of card games but what was he to do? Aldo called them over and when Aldo calls you over you come, no questions asked. He just wished that Aldo would focus more on business instead of pleasure.

  “I promise, a woman will be the death of that man,” Luca pushed out roughly, still visibly frustrated. "Damn Villareal’s...”