Can't seem to stay away ~ (o, joining)

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    As Color padded up onto the border, she couldn't help but internally complain how her feet were aching - but of course, she'd never be caught voicing these complaints. So she was finally here, hmm? Wonderful. She sat down on the border, and deciding she was too impatient to wait for somebody to come talk to her, Colorguard would grab the Clanners' attention herself."YO, EVERYBODY! My name's Colorguard and I want to join your Clan!"she screamed out into the outskirts of ... What was it called? MilitaryClan or something?It's DarkClan! How could you forget that so easily?That voice. Her mind had been telling her to come to this "DarkClan" for ages - and she still didn't know why. Oh yeah, and apparently she knew some people here, too. A Ms. O, or a Trip? And someone with a split personality or something? DarkClan must have some absolutely insane individuals.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -5px][abbr=Agent Oprah - 5 years - grey wolf - colonel of DarkClan and master sergeant of the DarkClan Marines - single - no crush - npc x npc - mother to Olia - character bonds with/related to Agent Olive, Agent Otto, Agent Oscar and Odd Todd - based off of Ms. O from Odd Squad]tags[/abbr] tags [abbr=all free bodies (grey wolf is default), telepathy, conjuration, ability to glow]tags[/abbr] [abbr=Head of Odd Squad, the stern Agent Oprah used to lead the organization with an iron fist...before the Oddity struck. Whenever something goes wrong, she has the tendency to yell and is frequently seen sipping juice boxes. Despite appearing younger than most of the agents, Agent Oprah has worked for Odd Squad since the 1870s, and her actual age (as a human) remains a mystery. Before she was Ms. O, she worked as an Odd Squad field agent, and became Ms. O by passing a test set up by the previous Ms. O in 1983, named Olesya, whom she has a bond with. Before she worked as an agent, she worked at a fruit stand in the 1800s.]tags[/abbr] tags[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 280px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; overflow: hidden; margin-right: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 190px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #151515; font-size: 9px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
    *breathes heavily in a corner b/c you-know-who :D


    Hmm, someone who announced their arrival. Finally. "welcome to darkclan then. i'm agent oprah, the colonel here. would you like a tour?' so impatient. like a lot of people she had met.
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    [color=#e5e5e5][size=7pt]Darkclan | Corporal | Soldier in the Marines | Super speed | Conjuration | Hard | [abbr=Massive white hyena with amber eyes, red stitches]Hover for appearance[/abbr]
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    Hmm... what an odd soul. A loud one, most definitely. Juzo wandered forwards upon hearing Color's voice, his intense amber gaze flickering with curiosity. Upon reaching the border, Juzo would stand near Agent Oprah, and the tall hyena would be sure to keep about a meter of space between himself and Colorguard. Dipping his head politely, the psychotic male would smile in a charming fashion, [color=lightgray]"Good day, Miss Colorguard~ Welcome to Darkclan. My name is Juzo, and I'm a Corporal here. I do hope that you enjoy the time you spend here in our lovely home." Yes, he was quite happy. Eerily so. Colorguard... Juzo wondered if her blood was colourful, or if that was just her name. Perhaps he would get to see one day~
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    Agent Oprah? What was this "agent" thing all about? Something told her this was that "Ms. O" her mind was telling her about. Yellow gaze flickering over to Juzo, she would shiver internally - this guy was creepy."Thanks. Nah, no tour for me ... The Colonel, eh?"she said - well, she didn't really know what that meant. Maybe it was a high rank or something, she'd have to learn fast."I'm not familiar with these ranks in Mili - DarkClan. Care to explain, Ms. O? I mean Agent Oprah! Whatever."Why did she think she was Ms. O? More sleep and maybe a lemon bar would clear her mind - yes, she was just tired.


    // glomps alpha kratt

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -5px][abbr=Agent Oprah - 5 years - grey wolf - colonel of DarkClan and master sergeant of the DarkClan Marines - single - no crush - npc x npc - mother to Olia - character bonds with/related to Agent Olive, Agent Otto, Agent Oscar and Odd Todd - based off of Ms. O from Odd Squad]tags[/abbr] tags [abbr=all free bodies (grey wolf is default), telepathy, conjuration, ability to glow]tags[/abbr] [abbr=Head of Odd Squad, the stern Agent Oprah used to lead the organization with an iron fist...before the Oddity struck. Whenever something goes wrong, she has the tendency to yell and is frequently seen sipping juice boxes. Despite appearing younger than most of the agents, Agent Oprah has worked for Odd Squad since the 1870s, and her actual age (as a human) remains a mystery. Before she was Ms. O, she worked as an Odd Squad field agent, and became Ms. O by passing a test set up by the previous Ms. O in 1983, named Olesya, whom she has a bond with. Before she worked as an agent, she worked at a fruit stand in the 1800s.]tags[/abbr] tags[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 280px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; overflow: hidden; margin-right: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 190px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #151515; font-size: 9px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
    *grins and glomps southpaw*


    Her eyes widened. How did this person know her name? Her old name, her leader name? It took her back by surprise. Was this Olesya in disguise, maybe? no, silly. i'm dead! remember?


    of course i remember. how could i forget?


    "Basically, I'm the deputy, or second-in-command, here. Our leader is trip, whom i personally like to call dr. o, but you don't have to. there are also the lieutenants, responsible for order, and the corporals, whom deal with minor issues." she explained.
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    [font=georgia]"Hey lady, who the heck are you?" Natsu questioned, shoving his way past one of Juzo's legs. He glanced around for Happy, but luckily said little blue cat was fluttering just above his head. He turned his attention back to Colorguard with a frown; being fairly new to both DarkClan and clan life in general, the joining process was a bit confusing to him. The pink-furred tom grinned suddenly. "Hey guys, I think joining is too easy. What if we accidentally let a bad guy into the clan? So to stop that, how about all newcomers have to beat me in a fight before they can join? Eh?" That plan hardly made sense, but honestly Natsu just wanted to test his skills.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; width: 400px; line-height: 100%;]loud. this one was loud. the bicolored ghoul paused in his graceful appearance, lip curled in distress. oh, good god, he would have to live with her. as in, in the same group. after a moment of hesitation, the otherworldly child continued in his path towards the motley crew,"welcome. my name is milo." he stated, annoyance vaguely intertwined within his youthful vocals.


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    ❝ dead men, dead men, swinging in a tree ❞[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 300px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -18px; width: 300px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px;]
    how many dead men do you see?


    #goawaymilo

    Colorguard nodded."Makes enough sense."The ranks were new and ... weird, but she'd figure them out sooner or later. She kept her gaze fixed on Agent Oprah for a second out of sentiment, but then her yellow gaze quickly flickered over to Natsu. She envied him and his pink fur - she couldn't possibly dye her whole self pink, so instead she settled for just the fur atop her head. Other then that, she looked at him with annoyance clearly evident in her eyes."Are you talking to me? Didn't I basically just scream my name to you all, or do I have to make myself clear in sign language, too?"she would give a roll of her eyes, but Colorguard tried to keep herself contained. It wasn't something to get herself worked up over."I thought Clans were required to have an 'auto-acceptance policy' anyway."She looked towards Milo and gave him a slight nod. The easier the name, the easier her life was.

    [font=georgia]Natsu narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, letting out a huff. Yeesh, talk about prissy. "Yeah, in case you didn't notice, I just got here," he replied flatly - now he really wanted to spar her. "And I don't care about the auto-whatever policy! Fighting is still fun, ok?" Under his breath he muttered, [color=pink]"I don't even know sign language."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -5px][abbr=Agent Oprah - 5 years - grey wolf - colonel of DarkClan and master sergeant of the DarkClan Marines - single - no crush - npc x npc - mother to Olia - character bonds with/related to Agent Olive, Agent Otto, Agent Oscar and Odd Todd - based off of Ms. O from Odd Squad]tags[/abbr] tags [abbr=all free bodies (grey wolf is default), telepathy, conjuration, ability to glow]tags[/abbr] [abbr=Head of Odd Squad, the stern Agent Oprah used to lead the organization with an iron fist...before the Oddity struck. Whenever something goes wrong, she has the tendency to yell and is frequently seen sipping juice boxes. Despite appearing younger than most of the agents, Agent Oprah has worked for Odd Squad since the 1870s, and her actual age (as a human) remains a mystery. Before she was Ms. O, she worked as an Odd Squad field agent, and became Ms. O by passing a test set up by the previous Ms. O in 1983, named Olesya, whom she has a bond with. Before she worked as an agent, she worked at a fruit stand in the 1800s.]tags[/abbr] tags[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 280px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; overflow: hidden; margin-right: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 190px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #151515; font-size: 9px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
    "oh, i forgot. there's also a rank called commander, squished in between the lieutenant and colonel rank. they pretty much are the heads of their branch; i.e., healing or warfare." she stopped for a second. "You can also be one of two ranks here: officers whom fight, medics whom heal."
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    Colorguard sighed - she liked keeping positive relationships with everybody, even if that meant being nice to a flipping pink kid."Whatever, I'll have to be louder next time. Glad we agree on something, I suppose,"she said, referring to his comment about fighting. That brought her to Agent Oprah's next question - officer or medic?Medic - you'd be better in that field.She ignored this guy. She'd be best in a football field, actually - twirling flags and 'guns'. Officer all the way."I'll choose officer. Thanks, Agent Oprah,"she answered - maybe she could trust this one.

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    "all right then." she gave a nod. another officer? yeesh, they needed more medics. and soon.
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