winter is coming // TOBD & TF X MEETING // PROMOS, DEMOS, ANNOUNCEMENTS

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]His muscles were tight and his shoulders were swaying back and forth as he moved to stand atop the rock in the center of the Tribe of Burning Dreams camp. He had notified the Taskforce X members earlier that he would be holding a meeting so he hoped they would show up. The leader took a deep breath, shoulders rising and falling in anticipation of what he was about to say.


    "Tribe of Burning Dreams, gather." His deep voice rang throughout the intricate system of underground tunnels and the tiger allowed himself to lean back on his haunches as he waited for his Tribe to gather. "Members of Taskforce X are welcome in this meeting as well."[/justify][/fancypost]

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    She padded over, eyes round. Stargit looked around for Scarecrow, hoping to sit with her friend and talk to him. If there was anything interesting to talk about, anyways.
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    stargit illuminatis-demore[prefers to go by starjelly] | no biological gender [she/he/them/any pronouns] | no biological sex | ageless | 8'3" feet tall | cosmic entity | all free bodies[mainly uses a feline or kirin body] | head of the illuminatis family | born from stardust | loves everybody equally | has an extreme fear of fighting anybody[is on edge right now, so attacks are a possibility now] | medium physically and mentally | ref


    Clan


    tribe of burning dreams + seaglassclan | attack in underlined white | general + envoy | scent manipulation, conjuration, blue blood & tears, invisibility, telepathy | cosmic queen that listens to all | loyal subject to all | bleeding heart | capture is easy/no maiming or killing/ask for major injury | lost and restless | cousin of volatiletimes | naive


    Relationships


    pansexual panromantic | single | crushing on damon | mother of one child[bill cipher] | mentoring no-one | father time xx mother nature | tries to make friends with all | enemy of some | acquainted to many | desires to see better things in life


    LINKS
    Heartchart + Opinions | Storage | Thread hub
    Family thread(currently accepting)

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    The wolf trotted in, shaking herself. she still smelled of burning fur from dieing earlier, but she seemed mostly healed. "what?" she barked, sitting down slowly



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    Scarecrow soon appeared and moved immediately over to Stargit, settling himself down next to his friend. The lion curled his tail over his paws and waited patiently for the meeting to get moving along. Hanging at his side was a satchel, filled with various deadly and dangerous herbs and berries. He was ready to say the very least to deal with trouble.


    Display Spoiler

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    She aimed to lean up against him but kept her eyes up at Damon. Pay attention to the meeting first and then gossip with Scarecrow later. The very thought of that almost made her giggle, but the entity kept a straight face.
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    stargit illuminatis-demore[prefers to go by starjelly] | no biological gender [she/he/them/any pronouns] | no biological sex | ageless | 8'3" feet tall | cosmic entity | all free bodies[mainly uses a feline or kirin body] | head of the illuminatis family | born from stardust | loves everybody equally | has an extreme fear of fighting anybody[is on edge right now, so attacks are a possibility now] | medium physically and mentally | ref


    Clan


    tribe of burning dreams + seaglassclan | attack in underlined white | general + envoy | scent manipulation, conjuration, blue blood & tears, invisibility, telepathy | cosmic queen that listens to all | loyal subject to all | bleeding heart | capture is easy/no maiming or killing/ask for major injury | lost and restless | cousin of volatiletimes | naive


    Relationships


    pansexual panromantic | single | crushing on damon | mother of one child[bill cipher] | mentoring no-one | father time xx mother nature | tries to make friends with all | enemy of some | acquainted to many | desires to see better things in life


    LINKS
    Heartchart + Opinions | Storage | Thread hub
    Family thread(currently accepting)

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    Shadow Stalker


    Bio
    Four years old
    Winged, Multi colored, Alaskan Grey Wolf
    Rogue


    Powers/Mutations
    Shapeshifting
    Custom Pelt
    Spirit Absorption (3/9)
    Ability to Change Eye Color
    Mutation-Wings
    Conjuration
    Soundwave Manipulation


    Combat Info
    Very Hard
    No Kill
    Message for Capture

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    Attack in Red
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    Shade loped in, ears swiveling as she attempted to find someone the battered youngling knew. Eyes focused in on Scarecrow and a new face. She made her way over, sitting on the opposite side of the old friend.


    Her gaze quickly fell upon the satchel, a smirk tugging at her maw. "Up to the old tricks again?" she whispered under her breath as she waited for the meeting to begin.

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    [size=24][glow=white,2,300][font=georgia]✘[color=orange]✘ Hazelle Gordan[/fancypost]
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    Ravager approached the scene, the masked black lion moved to lurk near the edge of the meeting. He had no intentions on becoming part of the tribe, only the Taskforce. Though he was curious about the potential news that was going to be given.




    Was it going to involve his father? Was his father going to show up too? Only time would tell.


    Character Data

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    Malcolm Merlyn

    [size=6pt]Don't listen to your friends
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    Fine, Malcolm would also be there. He flicked his tail but otherwise said and did nothing as he sat near the back.

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    He sits near Hazelle, looking up at Damon




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    "Well Damon?" Queen asked, growing impatient, everyone was already here, what where they waiting on?



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    The dragon stood in the shadows, eyes wide and filled to the brim with curiosity. What where they going to discuss? Volatiletimes remained hidden and watched intently, waiting.


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    INFO

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    [glow=black,2,300]PANTHER.[/glow][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= none; border: 0px none transparent; color: white; text-align: justify; font-size: 16px; font-family: batang;][hr][hr]
    — Panther had arrived very early to the event, having noted Damon's position upon the boulder in the middle of camp. Her tail began to oscillate, her curiosity much like a cat's. As the small fox pup listened and watched Damon intently, Panther asked in a soft voice (as she was afraid to break the sacred silence), "Ma, what's a meeting?"


    Everyone seemed so serious ... Something important was definitely taking place. She felt so much less bouncy as she sat down, unable to speak. Quietly, she began to lick and groom through some fur on her flank, noiselessly admiring how bold Queen was.[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; width: 400px; border: 1px; border color: transparent][justify][font=arial] At least Hux had been prompt enough to avoid the first of Damon's announcements. The cheetah filed in with the rest, and silently remained standing as he waited for the Prime General to speak.


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    She looked at Panther and her gaze softened. "[b]A meeting is when the leader makes announcements like who gets promoted, demoted, and stuff like that. They're also used to tell what's going on right now, and how clan relations are." Star murmured, nuzzling her child on the head. "Who knows? Damon might say a little something about you, little warrior."
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    stargit illuminatis-demore[prefers to go by starjelly] | no biological gender [she/he/them/any pronouns] | no biological sex | ageless | 8'3" feet tall | cosmic entity | all free bodies[mainly uses a feline or kirin body] | head of the illuminatis family | born from stardust | loves everybody equally | has an extreme fear of fighting anybody[is on edge right now, so attacks are a possibility now] | medium physically and mentally | ref


    Clan


    tribe of burning dreams + seaglassclan | attack in underlined white | general + envoy | scent manipulation, conjuration, blue blood & tears, invisibility, telepathy | cosmic queen that listens to all | loyal subject to all | bleeding heart | capture is easy/no maiming or killing/ask for major injury | lost and restless | cousin of volatiletimes | naive


    Relationships


    pansexual panromantic | single | crushing on damon | mother of one child[bill cipher] | mentoring no-one | father time xx mother nature | tries to make friends with all | enemy of some | acquainted to many | desires to see better things in life


    LINKS
    Heartchart + Opinions | Storage | Thread hub
    Family thread(currently accepting)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]He figured it was about time to start and he snorted as Queen B's remark to get him to do so. He was just waiting for any others. It might make or break his decision to promote them. Again, he was giving chances to newbies and he didn't want to regret it. Like he did with this demotions.


    "Demotions. Madeline, Flight of Sparrow, and Shatteredkit all demoted. I haven't seen any of you since before the war with ThunderClan. Some of you have given notices but at the end of the day, I cannot have inactive high positions. I'm sorry. You may have a chance to regain your position." He was pretty sure Madeline had left the Tribe anyway. He felt bad in a way. Madeline was his apprentice and Flight of Sparrow and Shatteredkit were his kids. But it was just another reason Damon couldn't let them slide. He didn't have soft spots for this kind of thing.


    On a happier note, "Promotions. Hazelle and Queen B - you are both promoted to High Duchess, if you're okay with that. Michael and Scarecrow are promoted to Duke. Meenah and Panther are promoted to Shogun." Damon sighed, looking around for Meenah. He was hoping she would be here so he didn't look like an idiot by promoting her. "Even though y'all have been promoted to these positions, if any of you are interested in the medicine path - feel free to come to me and tell me and I will make sure you are where you want to be." They needed an Archsage and an Archsage apprentice.


    Now time for some announcements that weren't going to make anyone too happy. "These next few announcements go for the Tribe and the Taskforce. We have agreed to work together, despite the trouble that Deathstroke has caused. Do not confuse his psychotic break as a civil war between the Taskforce X and the Tribe of Burning Dreams. Our enemy is Deathstroke - not each other. I hope I am making myself very clear because if anyone that is a member of the Tribe is found harassing a Taskforce member, you will be exiled immediately. We share a territory and we share a life with these members. Any intentional rude behavior or leaving them out of something will result in severe punishment. I can't tell the Taskforce how to act but Hazelle has agreed that we need to work together so I'm sure you will receive punishment from her as well. You may come to me with any specific questions after the meeting."


    Okay, well now that that was out of the way, it was time to focus on some less stressful things. They needed to get their activity back up and quick. "On a lighter note - anyone is allowed to host events! So knock yourself out, have fun! If it involves other Clans, come to me or Hux or Stargit and let at least one of us know what the plan is. If anyone has any suggestions about anything or would like to talk, I would love to hear it. Just ask to meet with me." The muscular tiger sighed and backed up slightly, looking towards Stargit, Hux, Hazelle, Queen B, and Michael.


    "At this point, I will allow Star, Hux, Hazelle, Queen, and Michael to speak if they wish." Hux and Stargit needed to learn how to speak to the Clan instead of commanding him. It seemed as if Hux's recently gained power was going to his head and the civil war was causing a personality shift in Starjelly - and not for the good. And since he was pretty sure that Hazelle, Queen, and Michael were taking over the Taskforce X, he would encourage them to speak.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    Hazelle had been promoted to High duchess yet again. Nodding her head, the fem smiled. "Thank you, Damon. I have an announcement if you mind." Standing besides Damon p, the psi-hound cleared her throat. "As Damon has stated, I will not tolerate Any members of the Taskforce attacking members of the tribes. If I find that you are attacking members, you will find your punishment from me. Taskforce members, if I find you attacking anyone of any members of the tribe. You will be given one warning. If you do not listen to my first warning, you will be exiled from the Taskforce." clearing her throat, she continued. "The tribe AND the Taskforce will be working to defeat Deathstroke. If I find any traitors, consider yourself exiled."
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    He had no idea what to say, but he did turn to Damon. "I know it may seem inappropriate, but the rebellion of termius....i know you're allies with them. Sayaka has recently died, and everyone is sobbing over it. I was hoping.....maybe we could make them gifts or something.......And there should be a funeral invite, but I'm not sure."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]The Prime General watched Hazelle intently, watching her take over the Taskforce X like a real Kell should. She would be able to control them while still be able to let them keep their customs and traditions. He was so proud of her, to say the least.


    When Michael spoke up, Damon's eyebrows furrowed with concern. "Oh my - that is terrible. No, of course we can take them gifts!" How terrible it was for a loved member of a group to die. Of course he would do everything he could for his allies. [/justify][/fancypost]