( temperature is rising up ) && meeting, leader departing

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    ooc; First, I feel like I owe you all an explanation. I just have absolutely no muse for Contemporary and the idea of co-owning him really doesn't feel like it would fix the problem because that would mean I'd have to RP him occasionally and I'd feel bad not putting my 100% effort into it. So, in this thread, Contemporary is going to leave on some 'spiritual journey'. I may roleplay him occasionally but that is highly unlikely.


    I just want to know you guys are all so awesome and it was a tough decision to make because I feel like I'm letting so many of you down and it just really sucks that I have to do this. I just don't feel like I have the time anymore and I don't like the idea of playing a character "because I have to".


    So with this, I say goodbye <3 and I'm sure Copper will make a great leader by himself :)


    ic; Well, this certainly sucked and he let out a low sigh as he made his way onto the crypt and sat down. Even after the whole "epiphany" thing and implementing all these sorts of traditions and semi-HPs, he still wasn't. Happy. Which was what lead him to his last death and he wasn't about to go down the same path again. So with a heavy heart, he called, "All cats, please gather here." His tone was low and it was obvious by his body language, he was pretty defeated by having to do this. But he couldn't remain in a place he wasn't happy with. Contemporary swished his tail and waited, sad to have to break the news to his clanmates.


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    [align=center][sup](c) MAYDAY

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    -- We'll miss you, Zooks. ;3; You did great with him, and with Cryptclan. --
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    (c) GRYPHON #margycrypt14

    Ooc: dawwww D: I'm gonna miss tempy


    As the creamy HiT sat down, he could feel the waves of sadness that poured off of Contemporary. "Did something happen, Temp?"

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    The slate grey tabby padded over, believing that this was another normal meeting until he heard the comments from everybody else. They all believed that something was wrong. Going from happy to somewhat serious, Undertaker sat down.
    /rushed







    //aww, this is an ooc bye to tempy
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    [justify]( good luck <3 )


    The inactive lion cub sat nearby, looking up at his father with intent dark optic's. His daddy. Leader. Holding a meeting. How grand, even if this was his final one. Northencub tipped his head, eyes scrunching up as he shifted. "Hello,"[/justify]

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    OOC:
    Um, time to scratch all plans and find a new future mate for Sunny. Bye Zooks, gonna miss you!
    IC:
    Sunsetpaw scurried to the meeting. She wanted to see what her leader had to say, though the tiger had a very grim look about him, as if he were to break bad news. Well, hopefully it was okay bad news.
    Medium|Capture, no kill|if attacking, type in #108642|

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    (Bye! I'm sorry for lost your muse for him.)
    Starrypaw padded over, wondering what was going on.
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    Swirlingscars looked at the leader
    Track
    #swirlingscarscrpyt14

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#558BBF; border: 0px solid white; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -15px;][align=center][color=#001D40][size=8][i]this is just my way of punishing this feeling deep inside of me
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    Better get this over with. "I'm leaving. I feel my services are no longer needed. I've done some many successful things for CryptClan and for you guys but I just. I'm not happy. It took my first life when I wasn't happy and I don't want to let it drain all my lives. Why work for something when it's killing you slowly?" The great tiger shook his head, "I'm sorry. It's not any of you, it would never be any of you because I love all of you. You are a strong Clan and will be able to thrive under just Copperexplosion's leadership. I may or may not come back for visits but I need to return to my roots in the mountains. I'll probably end up trying to swap to a snow leopard body again." With a shrug, he leaped off the crypt and smiled sadly at everyone. Both his blue eyes met Sharon's and he mouthed slowly, [i]"I'm so sorry"    . Because really, he was.


    ooc; thanks guys <3


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    Those statements hurt Drumpaw like no one else had ever hurt him.


    His role model stepping down. No, his role model leaving. Leaving CryptClan, his family, his friends and admirers...behind. And for what? For what, was the purpose, asked Drumpaw as his blue eyes enlarged. He said he did not hate the Clan that he was going to leave, and that he loved everyone here, so why was he going to leave and let Copperexplosion lead the Clan? It was all so confusing to the tom.


    He hated feeling this way.


    The Herb-in-Training closed his eyes to not reveal his emotions, but anyone with the Sight would be able to feel his state of being: Anger, betrayal, hurt, sorrow, all the emotions that the death of someone brought. He lost his mother just days ago, and now he must lose his role model and the reason he was an Anti-Clanner? It was too much for Drumpaw.


    But he had to bear it. He was going to be a Herb when he was ready. He had to get used to emotions like this, right?

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; padding: 5px; height: 273px; width: 230px][size=7pt]There was, yet another pang of guilt that wormed inside Undertaker. Why were all of his friends leaving him? Hazeleyes, Faux, and now Contemporary. Everybody he admired one way or another, were gone with simple words. Words, that could be either the truth or bitter lies. At least he still had Margaret, right? What about Sharon, the Omen that he didn't know too personally but still progressed with? What about Copperexplosion, the lion that he never did socialize with. Hopefully, they weren't simple mirages caused by the dreaded feeling known as loneliness.
    On the outside, he'd stay relatively calm, even though his face was accompanied with an unpleasant frown. However on the inside, there was no calmness, just an unstable feeling. "Heh, well, I wish you luck wherever you may go I guess..." he murmured, remembering saying the same thing when Hazeleyes decided to leave.
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    A crawling sense of deja vu seemed to float over the Clan and he shivered. No, he took no pleasure in doing this, but he needed to. Why stay when he wasn't happy? That's what he kept telling himself. "Once again, I'm sorry. If Hazeleyes comes looking for me. Tell her I'm so so sorry." That was the only thing that was really keeping him rooted to CryptClan. He would probably still attempt to keep a relationship with her but it would fizzle. When there was no spark it would just burn out. Apologizing to her in person would have been nicer but... He just didn't know how to tell her. With a swift nod of his head at Undertaker, he mewed, "If it ever looks like Copper is struggling, step up beside him to support him. I would have done so now, but I feel like since I'm leaving, it's not really my call on these sorts of things." Though he wouldn't see it, he smiled at Undertaker and lowered his head, a movement that the blind cat would see.


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    The Herb-in-Training looked up at Contemporary and fury was alight in his eyes for one moment, being replaced by a cool sadness the next. "I...I know you don't feel happy being leader, but why do you have to leave?! Y-You and Hazeleyes...i-is there a rule I don't know about? That leaders that step down have to l-leave? Why?"" He cried out, digging his claws into the ground. Drumpaw wasn't a happy camper.


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    ( take the western train, )




    ic; The pup, still bruised from her 'punishment,' padded over and sat in a sort of hunched fashion, far, far away from Margaret (not that she applied physical pain, but mental pain was pain all the same).




    She was no longer interested in conquering CryptClan - no, if anything, she was interested in only destroying it. Kicking it down like a sandcastle, and making sure that the dust was blown away in the wind.




    So when the leader was leaving? In her mind, it was a victory.




    ooc;




    ( just by the side of amsterdam )




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    Upon hearing the news of Contemporary leaving, he found himself feeling empathetic towards the leader, knowing that this must of been a tough decision. He, and his roleplayer, always thought that Contemporary was a magnificently awesome leader, always and forever... awesome. He had followed after the leader during the small attack on WindClan, and he would still follow, even though it wouldn't be physically. "Good luck,"the caracal announced, flicking his tail in its bad habit as usual.

    [align=left][font=georgia]Not again. Not so soon after Hazeleyes too? Aaron remained silent however, eyebrows furrowing. Contemporary was a great leader and he had been doing so well with Copperexplosion, why the sudden leave? "What if you change your mind later on?" reasoned Aaron. "At least take more time to reconsider."

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    Xerxes padded over, resting his tail on his trainee's shoulder. "It's ok, kiddo. Let the big guy decide. I'm sure you can visit or something," he tried to be comforting, but it wasn't a very good effort. "Don't go to an enemy clan, okay boss? Can't have you killing all of our guys."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px][size=8][color=black][font=times new roman] Leaving? Oh this was like Hazeleyes all over again. He didn't know the tiger personally but seeing any clanmate sad or in pain or just not happy hurt Shinshi, his kind nature coming into play. He wasn't one to question others and simply dipped his head in respect for him. Yes he was sad for his departure but the Omen knew when to let things go.

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    Ok- first Hazeleyes, now Contemporary? Yellowfur padded over, her eyes dull with sadness. "I wish you luck," she called to the leader. "And may Kiami guide you." Not feeling like speaking, the lioness sat down sadly. Why must the good leave so young? Contemporary has only been leader for a moon or two!




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    Aw, I'm going to miss you, Temp! ;-;
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    [font=darling][color=teal]|| Yellowfur || || CryptClan ||
    || Female || Omen ||
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    ||RP BY: Yfycyc/Yellow Lion ||