GOOD MORNING VIETNAM [open, mass m&g]

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 400px;][align=left][font=trebuchet ms][size=10] Rob stood on a few crates above an open space in the large Skull Fortress. The cobble stone streets were as always filled with strangers that he had yet to meet. Gladly RJ had understood his pain in getting know everyone all over again and tasked him to arrange a mass meet and greet.
    Standing atop his crate the young tiger and ex-bandit yelled out, "GATHER AROUND FOR A MASS MEET AND GREET!," hoping to draw attention to the occasion. He'd probably go with the format of a Q&A with the first thing you saying is your name and a factoid about yourself before assign someone else a question about themselves.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=11pt]Alright sounded fun. Pishacha wandered over to the group, you couldn't really avoid it from all the yelling anyway. He sat down and waited, ears perked as he waited for what else to be said next.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Ah, it seemed as if her first activity within the clan would be a mass meet and greet, which seemed thrilling, to say the least. She was yet to meet the people whom she now lived alongside, and was rather excited to do so - though, she retained her calm demeanour nonetheless. The serval drew towards the two whom had gathered so far, offering both a respectful nod, whilst remaining silent and awaiting further instructions from the one whom had spoken first.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 400px;][align=left][font=trebuchet ms][size=10] Once two people had arrived Rob continued his speech. "Okay, seeing as some people are here I'll explain how this works. You say you're name and then state a fact about yourself. Simple, right?," the white tiger spoke before leaping down from his post. "So to start off-," the young adult took a quick breath, "I'm Robespierre Silvan Grines, aka Rob, and I'm a former member of BoneClan- here back when Tauriel reigned."

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]/ WAIT HOLY SHIT THIS IS ROB OH MY GOD WHAT HOLY SHIT i played shishio back in the day lmao


    Ah, that was simple enough. A former member.. She didn't quite recognise the name 'Tauriel', however, but only because she was new to the system of 'clans' as a whole. There were still plenty of things about this age that she didn't yet recognise. Anyhow, she supposed that she would then go next. The servaline contemplated what to say, though only for a few moments. Calm jade optics settling on the individuals present, she'd offer a fluent and clear smile, before offering a nod of her head. "I am Heavensward Xerses-Harbringer. I joined recently, and, it's been nice to meet the people here." Now, a fact about herself.. Ah. "My memory is foggy, but I have some relation to King Arthur, that I am yet to sort." The servaline would brush a fore-paw against sheathed excalibur.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=11pt]"I'm Pishacha Stormus, there's a lot about me but guess I might as well mention from what time I was around then. I was first in Boneclan back during Aaron's reign, but it was first Cryptclan but then a few days after being born it was changed to the Insignia" the serval commented, shrugging.
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    [justify][font=Georgia]A mass meet and greet, eh? If Allyson got a nickel for every time she attended one of these, well, then she'd be rich. Since she had received her great confidence boost, she had been more willing to participate in events such as this. Before then she often found herself feeling greatly uncomfortable around crowds. Now she didn't like it nor hated it, she was just neutral. "Hey everybody, I'm Allyson. I'm one of the healers here, and actually first became a medic apprentice when I was only a kitten. Ever since then I've devoted my entire life to herbs."


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    Rix was next, it seemed. What was she going to say about herself? That she was a half demon? That her loyalty to her roots proved deeper than her loyalty to the clan? That her most valuable possession was the necklace that kept her demon energy from destroying her mortal body? She sighed and decided to stick with vague. No way her clanmates would get it. "Rixalea Visirin-Xerses-Dire. This clan is all I've actually had as far as a good family."


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 1px solid black; width: 320px; height: 100px][img width=300 height=100]http://i.imgur.com/dpzscAU.png[/img][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; border: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid black; border-left: 1px solid black; border-right: 1px solid black; border-radius: 0px; width: 320px; height: 350px; margin-top: 0px; font-family: times new roman; size: 20px; color: black; overflow: auto;][justify]He could talk about himself a lot, but if he wanted to impress, he had to go with one simple fact - he used to be a badass. Nah, just kidding, he still was one, he just had to keep it on a down low because it was a different crowd. What was he thinking about again? Eh, Feliks didn't know. "Name's Feliks, and I'm a Rurikid of BoneClan. I used to be leader of BlizzardClan for around nine months, but I had to step down for personal reasons,". Personal reasons as in getting the absolute shit kicked out of him.


    Though he was proud that he had once been a leader, he chose not to mention any conflicts he had had with BoneClan, and the fact that his temper had led him to attack a cinnamon roll. He was sure that they could find it in the history books, but they could find that information and judge him accordingly, the Rurikid was trying his hardest to put it behind him. "Nice to meet you all," the hyena murmured curtly, light smile on his face.











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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 600px; width:400px; text-align:justify; color:white; font-size: 11px;]MacCready, as many knew, was not one to talk about himself save for faux bragging and small remarks that weren't all too important. And if he did share something more important, it was passed off as a normal, smaller thing that didn't really matter. So he wasn't normally keen on these things. But here he was, going over what to say in his head anyways.


    "Name's MacCready, one of the current leaders here." He paused for a second to think again. "Boneclan's the first clan I'd ever been in. Before that I mostly kept to cities in smaller groups." Or rogue groups of mercenaries, which honestly were not small. Or the group he'd grown up in, also not small. Okay, so 'smaller groups' didn't hold that much truth.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0; width: 440px;font-family: verdana; line-height:100%; font-size: 8pt;][justify]A mass meet and greet? They were interested in listening to what everyone else was saying, smiling slightly as the facts streamed into their ears. It took a while for them to remember that they had to introduce themselves. "Oh, um, Aishi's names is Aishima, and they're a shpion. Aishi wants to write and illustrate a manga one day, so Aishi does lots of drawing." They'd never lived anywhere except Boneclan, so they couldn't say much about their past.


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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 700px]The large Maine coon would pad forward at Robbie's call, curiosity etched into his features. He could recall the last Clan wide meet and greet he'd been in. Or well, he just remembered there being one. He actually remembered nothing of which happened during it save for drawing different numbers.


    Taking a seat beside Aishima, he would quietly listen to everyone as they spoke. He knew most of them fairly well. For the ones he didn't, this was nice. "I'm Tim Wright, a Rurikid here. BoneClan's the first stable home I've had, and it's a good one. I've got dual membership with ShadowClan, but it could never replace this place."


    [spoiler=tags][b]OVERALL
    > timothy "tim" wright > npc x npc > boneclan rurikid > shadowclan initiate > eleven moons > black maine coon w/ brown eyes


    POWERS
    > shapeshifting (maine coon [regular form] & raven)
    > conjuring ability


    INTERACTIONS
    > difficult physically > extreme mentally > attack in bold black > no kill > no maim > ask for capture


    LINKS
    > [url=http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2328636.0#new]plot thread