We need a plan ~ (o, meet & greet)

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    Colorguard decided it'd be good to get to know everyone around here, since she met a few when she joined. Unfortunately, she'd made a bad first impression with one of them - she generally wouldn't care, but she had this weird thing about keeping positive relationships with everyone. That's why she thought a lot of things, but usually didn't say them - so she could make more allies than enemies."Meet and greet! ... Or whatever you call it,"she called out, shifting her position uncomfortably.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]DarkClan — Leader — Thoughts — [abbr= tigress, fifteen moons, female]Tags[/abbr] — [abbr=attacks in bold text, hard physically, medium mentally] Battle Tags [/abbr] — [abbr=Cat body, Tigress body (main body)]Bodies[/abbr]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][sub]"[b]Hello, Colorguard," the tigress meowed. If she introduced herself it'd seem like she was too self-centered, so Trip instead took a seat and watched the officer with interest. They hadn't interacted much, had they?

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    [color=transparent] #tripz2015

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; width: 400px; line-height: 100%;]"we've met." the undead child mused, approaching on porcelain-tipped limbs and offering a mere twitch of his translucent whiskers. he and colorguard could not possibly differ any more - one zany and loud, the other more reserved and sadistic. even though no one in darkclan knew whole of milo's sadism just yet, it was rather implied in almost everything the posh darkclanner did,"how are you?"


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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