Oily thing {meet and greet}

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    ContaminatedIdol


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; color: #ffccff; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]Wowzers, Idol sure had some catching up to do, huh? Well, being locked up from your clan for months can do that to you. "Uh....Me-Meet and greet." The oil covered robotic creature called out as he tried to lay in the snow, allowing oil to stain the white substance and melt the snow a bit around him.


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    Snow leopard|| WindClan|| Hard|| Attack in snow || bodies: snow leopard, crocodile, harpy eagle, dragon|| powers: the sight, absorb spirits, shapeshifting ART IS DONE BY CHIP SHOP! ALL CREDIT GOES TO HIM
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    "Hello I am Shiftingallegiances," Shift said as she walked over.//sick + bad writing









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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 450px]The feline walked over, ears perked as his ears perked. "I'm Alois, Alois Trancy." Alois smiled, tail swishing back and forth and he looked at the others gathered around.


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    "Contaminateeed!" Rudy grinned as they ran over, aiming to wrap their arms around their robotic buddy. They were really happy to see him out and about again, they missed him when he was shut in. At least he seemed to make good use of the stuffed animals!



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    Royalguard was reading. He had found the book in his cabin, but he didn't know why he had it. Maybe he wanted to make sure others wouldn't get hurt? It was a book with a guide to medical herbs and tactics. Maybe others got hurt a lot, or something. He didn't know, but he decided he might as well read it. The knowledge could come in handy, after all. He was about to turn the page, when he heard a call for a meet and greet. The child-like skeleton's head popped up, and he closed his book as he watched others begin to gather around the male that had called it. He faintly recognized the male, but, still, not much. Maybe they hadn't gotten a chance to know each other when he had his memory? Oh well. The small male jumped up, and grabbed his closed book, approaching the scene just as Rudy called out to the male who was hosting the meet and greet. Contaminated? Was that his name? Maybe. He'd find out soon enough. He walked over and stood next to his brother, a bright smile on his features. "Gweetings!! Dunno if we knew each other; I've got some...some amnesia, y'see, but, my name's Royalguard." Royalguard introduced in a kind tone in his high-pitched voice. His long tail wagged slightly on the ground joyfully. He adjusted the book at his side as it started to slip from his grasp, and waited patiently for a response.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]


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    G E R A R D H O W E L L - L E S T E R - L I G U O R I



    Gerard couldn't believe his hazel eyes. Was Idol really coming out to socialize again? That was awesome. For some reason, this filled him with an utmost happiness. This was an astonishingly beautiful moment, and he bounded over to grin at the robotic. "Idol?"


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    ContaminatedIdol


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; color: #ffccff; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]Oh, Oh friends, Friends hello. "Haha...Yeah...It's me. Hello Rudy. Hello Gerard. Hello Everybody else. It's nice to meet you, some of you for the second time I suppose...haha" Idol quickly realized something after saying this and carefully tried to push Rudy away from his oil-covered body. "U-Uh Rudy, You're going to get oil on your fur..."


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