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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; auto;cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/others/oth-6/oth661.cur),auto;][justify]So, dean was leader now. That was a sudden surprise, and a shocking as well! Honestly, he never suspected to get this high into the ranks! Those were his thoughts and feelings, since he was able to see what had happened. But unfortunately, dean wasn't able to say how shocked, saddened by Maggie's death, or surprised he was, due to moriarty still being in control of his body. But somehow, he managed to convince his possessor to hold a meeting and speak for dean. Dean didn't know how he managed to convince moriarty into doing it, but he did.


    "Tidalclan! Gather around for a meeting!" Moriarty called out with his british accent, jumping onto the broken down fountain. The possessed regent waited rather impatiently for members to show up. But luckily, enough showed up before he lost his patience.


    "First, I'm starting with demotions. Nanami, and Clemenpaw are demoted to their regular ranks. Dandy is also demoted from his rank, since he left. Also, I'm abolishing the position of apothecary and apothecary trainee. I decided that anyone can now be a apothecary if they please to." Moriarty began with his british accent, looking into the crowd. He thought it would be more simpler, if anyone could be an apothecary. Hopefully, there would be more apothecaries running around after this. ( just a side note if you want your character to be an apothecary and you rp a hp, you don't have to be worried about stepping your character down to have the rank or any of that. Anyone is allowed to heal now. )


    "Next, promotions." Moriarty spoke, after being silent for a few moments. "Here are the winners of the cavalier contest: Countingangels, Latis, and Nineynineproblems. Malicious is promoted to cavalier as well, since he has had great activity lately." He continued with a quick nod of his head. "Next, Strawberry is promoted to vice-regent, and crackerjacker is next in line for vice-regent." Moriarty finished up, wrapping his tail around his paws. That was all dean wanted moriarty to say. Wait, now dean wanted moriarty to dismiss the meeting. Who said moriarty had to listen to everything dean said? A smirk curved across the regents maw, as he neglected deans wishes.


    "Oh one last thing, we are now an anti-clan."


    [ EDIT: teenidle is a viscount once again, since ireland/aviation offered that they get demoted from the rank of cavalier in her place. ]
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    Stacey was happy for everyone, she really was. Yet she felt some sadness in the fact that she would probably remain in the position she was in for the rest of her life... was she really not good enough?! "Congratulations everyone." The red tabby murmured.


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    He was promoted to caviler? That was cool as fuck! Was there a head or something - someone who would be watching over them? He would ask that later, but for now he wa sin awe. As he had stated in the last meeting - he wanted to earn his position, so suppose this was his call - he had earned it right? ANd he was promoted with his girlfriend! Awesome! [b]"Thanks dude, won't screw it up I swear."     Malicious said, chossing to call him dude because he had no idea who the leader was at the moment.


    Then he would turn to those demoted, "My condole- or condelences - I dunno. Anyhow, sorry bout the demotion. I'm sure your activity will be back up soon." he would say before looking to the promoted finally, "Avi, Counting, Niney, Latis, Strawberry, Crackerjacker, congratz!"


    And finally - back to the leader, "Is there a head caviler?"




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    ✗ May nothing but death do us part! ✗


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    As Jeremiah listened in from the back of the immense gathering, he lifted his chin at the final notice that Moriarty stuck in. Leaning further closer in, he voiced his thoughts on the new state of the clan. "About time you softies worked your way to the dark side, eh?" his frown remained implanted on his chocolate features, but on the inside he was giddy like a madman. "Permission to host a combat session, regent?" he inquired, his maroon eyes illuminated at the anticipation of training with others. He didn't look like the one to be skilled in paw-to-paw combat, but he was as nimble as anyone else; excelling, even.


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    congratulations. the male said telepathically, a smile forming upon his lips. he was happy for his clanmates, and wasn't really affected by their former leader's death since he didn't know her.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]What the actual fick? Anti-clan? As if she would ever stoop so low to become that awful scum. The blonde felt her tail bristle in anger as she glared up at the leader, suddenly feeling a dull ache at two of the decisions he had already made. "Wait until some dumb idiot who thinks they can heal accidentally kills you.. Idiot." She grumbled, rising to her paws and limping off without a word.


    It was safe to say Ladyliberty despised change.


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    Woah. What the fudge? Her 'mind-sister's' speech actually won them a spot? Boy, she was shocked. But really, that didn't shock her as much as another thing did. They were anti now? That deserved an even bigger what the fudge than the rank. [color=white]"Two things, after all, I promised an outside point of view. One, Dandy left the clan and now, two. Why are we going anti?"

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; font-size:7pt; text-align:justify; width:430px; margin-top: 0px;]Ah meeting. He felt sorry for Teenidle who was demoted. And the others. And ah, medic team abolished. It was understandable since not much happened with the medic team or activities. "Congrats everyone," he called out. He haven't changed much, but Strawberry would be pretty badass to be a leader someday. She owed him pocky sticks. And...anti-clan? A change? The snow leopard paused to consider the change. The old him wanted it, but the new him was trying to avoid that. Hmm.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; auto;cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/others/oth-6/oth661.cur),auto;][justify]Moriarty first looked over at Jeremiah, giving him a nod. "Sure go ahead, do as you please." Moriarty said with his british accent, still wearing the same smirk. He then looked over at irelandpaw, "We are going anti since a change is needed, time to time." He hoped that made sense, they were neutral for the longest of time. It was about time someone made a change about that.


    "Also, I need some volunteers who will be willing to travel to anti-clans to ask for an alliance. Since we're anti-clan now, we'll have to change our alliances. Don't go to darkclan or the dominion, since we are already allies with them."


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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: auto][justify][size=7pt][font=verdana]The dyed male padded up, tilting his head. "Congrats, I guess." Michael murmured. Mental note: comfort(if needed) Teeny when she heard this. At the next announcement his ears pricked. Anti-clan? That seemed... weird. Sure, they could at least try to be a little bit more headstrong but he didn't think changing into an anti-clan as an idea. It would be hard getting used to now that they changed from neutral to anti. Ah well, he wasn't one to question it.

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    In all honesty, Delicatekit couldn't have given a single fuck about the words coming from Dean's mouth. He hadn't even given time to mourn Magnumstar, a far better leader than he could ever dream of being, before rushing to change everything she's built. And oh, they were going anti just for "change". He couldn't be fucking serious. Changing your entire outlook on things, jeapordizing alliances, simply because he felt like it? It disgusted her, and she didn't want to stick around to find out how bad he would screw up Tidalclan. Her mother's clan.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px]The blind male padded over, intrigued at the sound of a meeting, since he had yet to attend one and he wasn't quite sure how it would go with the new leadership. Jericho seated himself, ears pricked. Well, the demotions sounded fair enough- he murmured a quiet apologies, although he was currently paying more attention to Moriarty's next announcement.


    The tab by felt his heart skip a little- of course he felt bad for those who had lost their positions, but the apothecary position was open! He was allowed to heal! Jericho could hear his sister's disapproval from somewhere in the crowd, but it didn't keep him from smiling a little to himself, glad that he was back in his old spot. He didn't really care that it was no longer a high position, as that part had never really mattered to him anyways.


    Jericho had been so absorbed by his own thoughts that the promotions had sort of passed him by without him noticing. However, there was one thing that had been unable to get past his attention- the transition to an anti-clan. His unseeing eyes widened, horrified. The poor tomcat couldn't hurt a fly; he was a vegetarian, for StarClan's sake. How would he manage. Clamping his jaw shut, the feline sat in shocked silence.


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    the spying vixen sat her ass down, because this was interesting as shit. and, hey, she could actually be fucking helpful sometimes. "correction, bro, darkclan doesn't see us as allies -- so probably best to send out a patrol thing. i'd suggest myself, but i'd rather just sit on my ass, to be honest," the red fox spoke with a chuckle, before munching on a chicken she'd caught. fucking hungry bitch.


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    "The head cavalier will be ladyliberty." Moriarty decided, with a quick nod of his head. She held the position for the longest, and she must have experience with the rank.


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    [b]"Awesome! Congratz lady!"     the Tiger would called out. Deep down inside, he knew it would either be lady or Niney, so that was a good decision in his mind, evenm if she was suicidal, "Guess your my mentor now huh lady?"


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