NOW THAT IT'S OVER, I JUST WANT TO HOLD HER || ANNOUNCEMENT + PROMO

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: times new roman; margin-bottom: 10px;, auto; auto;]"BLOODCLAN, GATHER YOUR FINE ASSES." Yes, most of her clan had fine asses, in her mind. She sure as hell spent long enough staring. "I need you all to be more welcoming to joiners. There have been a lot of 'oh look, a joiner. boring.' moments. Keep in mind, BloodClan is a family and we always will be. Dysfunctional as hell, but a family nonetheless. A joiner is another new member of the family. I expect you to welcome them as such, understood? For continued welcoming manner and general niceness, Skyla is promoted to fourth tier. She will be in charge of welcoming committees, and stuff like that. We need to make BloodClan more of a home, understood? But we can still be badass."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: times new roman; margin-bottom: 10px;, auto; auto;]"Also, before I forget, we gotta up-the-anti. Literally. Like, I want to walk somewhere and trip on *ing corpses. They're such great fun. We'll be building a mote with ever-burning bodies in it, too. Whoever wants to help with that can. Yeah. That's it I think." Skullcandy added.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 500px; font: normal 15px georgia; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]Being one of the first few to arrive was ok, but, he didn't know who Skylar was, so his congratulations weren't as powerful as they would be should he know the girl. He was pretty sure she had been the one sorting out the weekly tasks, but he had yet to recieve one of those. Impatience wasn't a trait he valued, so Jerome didn't really say anything.


    But, everything else about joiners, Jerome had no problems when he joined. There was that one giant bug who hadn't been terribly friendly with him, but, he was a bug, and any other experiences with bugs had not been pleasant ones. He was aware of their selfishness, always buzzing around him and trying to get his attention through his super senses, so, the german shepherd wasn't upset. Onyx eyes firmly planted on the leader, Jerome would bark a curt but meaningful "Congrats,". Even if he didn't know her, it was still best to be positive.

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    bloodclan
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    female
    5 moons
    mutated lioness




    powers ★ bodies
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    oh hell. with a nod to skullcandy, iris padded over and took a seat next to jerome, flicking her ears. at least her half-sister was climbing the ranks. with a cough, she listened to the rest of the announcement and blinked. "noted. and congratulations."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: times new roman; margin-bottom: 10px;, auto; auto;]"Also, before I forget, we gotta up-the-anti. Literally. Like, I want to walk somewhere and trip on fucking corpses. They're such great fun. We'll be building a mote with ever-burning bodies in it, too. Whoever wants to help with that can. Yeah. That's it I think." Skullcandy added.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px; font-family: helvetica; font-size:12px; text-align: justify;]Slipping over, Sola would give a nod of her head. More welcoming. Alright, she could do that. "Alright," was how the second tier responded, gently biting down on her lip. And then crim was ninja'd by more-anti and would nod at that statement too.



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    "Ooh goodness, thank you miss Candy! I'll do my best to help BloodClan!"


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    Ah. That was slightly surprising, but expected... or not. This was an anti-clan, after all. Anyways, the massive arachnid nodded his head, pondering the exact meaning of being welcome. Of course, he was a giant spider, who enjoyed dissecting various subjects and scaring people, as well as being one of the most grumpy in the clan (according to the BloodClan Choice Awards 2k15). In other words, the odds were stacked a couple of kilometers high against his favour - but Abathur would adapt, as he tended to do.
    He gave a nod of approval, as well as a slight smile in his eyes, at Skyla's promotion, agreeing with all of the terms listed there (but slightly irked that she was bumped up two ranks).




    Finally, his attention was brought to the 'up-the-anti' bit. It was probably only announced to balance out the part of the meeting that was making BloodClan more homely, Abathur mused, tapping one of his claws thoughtfully. "Noted." The arachnid grumbled, smile shifting into a grimace as he remembered his condition.
















    #abwashere

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify][size=8] Ever burning bodies? Mote? Skyla? Wow, he was really starting to enjoy this place, daddy's approval or not. Actually tall enough to see this time around, Hypnopaw made a small reminder to himself mentally to ask if he could help with burning shit. Like, killing was fun, and so was fire, so why not? It wasn't like he could be any more productive anyway, given that most of his day comprised solely of eating and sleeping, and of course the occasional poke at Abathur or maybe even Pollux for the simple hell of it, but again, he was going to try and help rather than hinder. With his buddy and friend being promoted, the adolescent serval's ears gave a firm flick, general happy go lucky look held firmly in his eyes. "WOOHOO! GO SKYLA! And yay, family." Might as well get it all out in one breath, actually seem like he was listening... for once.

    "Congratulations Skylar" she stated as she walked over, looking around and listening into the second announcement. Oh that'd be pretty cool, she could definitely help out with that, perhaps one of those spirits she stole from that dying guy had a secret power?

    [justify]Ooooh. A promotion? For Skyla? She's seen her around a lot. Based on her kind and caring nature, she should have this job in bag. "Congrats, Skyla!" she happily to the female.Yep. She's barely been here, but she's gonna do great.[/justify]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Victorian was nearby the area right when the leader made the announcement; his nose was stuck deep in a book, which he vigorously read with a pacing gaze. He didn't note the meeting as very relevant at the moment. It's probably just the usual. He felt the fact was confirmed when the leader mentioned something about dead guys or something. Yup, he thought with a casual exhale, this is the uje.


    Wait, wait ... he suddenly realized, diving away from the realm of the book and deep into his thoughts instead, did she just say ... something about joiners? A sudden urgency spilled into him faster than the speed of light; the shocking impact of it made him raise his head immediately up as he closed the book he had been reading. What had she said? he asked himself, What had she said?! He gazed around slow and nervous. Crap.


    Straightening up with an annoyed breath, the small, black puma called out in a throaty rumble, "Can someone play that back for me?" Well, shit - he could imagine himself nodding reluctantly if someone gave him a snappy remark. Really, he certainly earned it this time. Not that this was his first rodeo forgetting how to pay attention and be a good little shitface or whatever people said these days. He wasn't surprised if people said anything worse than that, actually; violent nature was their thing, after all. Aggression was practically instinctive.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px][justify]Jet appeared, head looking up high to see Skyla, wondering how she'd reacted to her promotion. However, he heard the voice of a stranger, and turned to see Victorian close, a little lost within the announcements. The boy could understand. This was his first BloodClan meeting as well, and things seemed to go by pretty quickly.


    "Skullcandy promoted Skyla, that girl over there, to a fourth tier! She said something about being friendlier and that everyone is a family in BloodClan, especially new joiners! And uh ..." The cinnamon boy stopped for a second. "And miss Skullcandy wants ... more gore ... and body. More, uh, anti." Then Jet shrugged. "I'm Jet, by the way!" The honey eyed boy exclaimed, giggling.

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    "Ooh, I'll help with the bodies. Congratulations Skyla," the lavender cat called out. It was a bit apparent where her priorities laid, but Skyla was a cute little kid and she was sincerely happy for the fourth-tier.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-width: 0px; width: 500px; line-height:95%; text-align: justify;]Damn, that was pretty good. "Congratulations Skyla," Kaiser called with a light smile. That was nice, they were making some progress.

    [justify][size=8][color=black][font=georgia]Cesar grunted quietly. "Does that mean I wont get yelled at for torturing kits?" There'd been only one member who wasn't against it, Marina. Everyone else had been sitting there with disgust or giving him a rant about why he shouldn't. Anyways, he was excited that there was at least an announcement on becoming more anti. That's what he'd been working on basically ever since he'd arrived. He glanced towards Skyla, tail flicking. "Good goin'." He stated towards her, then looked at Skullcandy again. Ohhh, he already had the perfect idea.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Tiresias looked at the group, yawned, and then sat near Cesar, before replying to what Jet had said: "She wants more booty? More body? Man, she don't need to announce it! All she needs t'do is *in' ask me." He then chuckled at his own joke, curling his tail around his paws. "Am-I-right, Cesar?"

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    Joiners were the main concern here? Not as far as Val thought. She welcomed them. This wasn't really directed at her. But, the second one, crud. "I got it." She managed to squeak out. *, time to go savage.


    "speaking" | default roleplaying | thinking

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -48px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=17pt] ULTRON | there are no strings on me[/fancypost]
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    [font=timesnewroman] So this was the ultimate ruler here? The female with the crazy glint in her eyes? Something he could relate but he wasn't one to tie himself down with others and being 'friends'. Allies would do and no matter how lonesome the male rather felt, Ultron wasn't going to be putting any strings on himself, being told what to do without it being a good help for the future or a better cause. It would be considered that he was noble but the borderline psychopath was far from that. His dark tail twitched behind him as the silvery black male went to stand next to the others, his robotic glowing crimson red visionaries fixating themselves onto the female as he listened, his erratic unpredictable gaze flashing towards the others, wondering who was Skyla. If she was promoted for being a sweetheart or being friendly, that was another thing Ultron was. He was casual and open about his emotions at time and he could make the situation become light and relaxing if he wanted to but he wasn't exactly the popping bright eyed bouncer.


    He remembered when he had joined, everyone seemed alright when he had asked to join and he had even managed to meet the vice-leader but other than that, Ultron decided to figure out who had been the girl to be promoted but hearing the happy remarks of thankful manner from the serval female. His sensitive ears slightly drew back and he was tempted to ask her if she may lower her tone but knowing it was best just to let it go as the grey black panther turned his attention once more on the woman in charge. [b]"Gotcha." [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; border-bottom: 4px solid #161616; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost]
    [align=center][color=white]© Swiftsong #ultronofbloodclan

    [fancypost bgcolor= ; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/531…o1rrxt59o1_500.gif)bottom center; border: 1px solid white; width: 467px; height: 40px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 499px; height: auto; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify]Cool; promotions, announcements. More welcoming, and ever-burning-bodies. Mirie nodded, slipping up on the other side of her father. "Congratulations, Skyla." She said. She hadn't exactly met the female, but everybody else seemed to like her.
    #miriebaby

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    [font=georgia]Aye, her apprentice got promoted! Awesome. Well, maybe she wasn't Mel's apprentice anymore, she didn't know how that whole things worked. Skyla was a fourth tier now, so?? "Congrats, squirt."