You're in the dark. ▲ ANNOUNCEMENT, O.

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[hr][hr][justify] "Are you saying you're afraid?"

Calla's tone was quiet, her voice was like a cold blade. She tried to get her imput into this debate as well, there was no way she would be looked down upon. She cared for this clan, and knew what oprah had done before even if she wasn't here, she was old enough to remeber.

"Afraid of the jugement of your peers? I don't need to tr, i know you- and i don't like what i see Miss O."

Calla retorted, contenueing to fule more fule for the fire. Rehtorically fanning the flames. She wated there to be a fight, she wanted to see oprah snap. She wanted to prove soemthing to her clanmates that Oprah wasn't ready for leadership, nor would she ever be.
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She gave a snort. Aaaaand there went Holo. Coward. She stared at Obscuro with such a look that if looks could kill, she'd be dead within a second. "The judgement of my...? Um, ahaha, no, I'm not. Ms. O don't play that. I listened to my agents, and they listened to me. That's how I earned respect. Sure, if I yell at them they may register shock, but you know what? They walk it off just as well. I expect you all to do the same." Though she did give a nice smirk. Finally, people who weren't shooting down her leader name. ""And thank you for using my leader name. Oh yeah, and I might as well make an announcement within an announcement. I'm officially changing my name to Ms. O. Yeah, I know, it's early, but so what? This isn't some Aboveground World Odd Squad. This is DarkClan. I can change my name to what I want, when I want." She snorted again. She wasn't going to say anything else--heh, if she had told everyone what her first acts as leader would be, not only would it be stupid, it would have received a hella lot of backlash.[/fancypost]

[justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px; auto;]NOTICE: CURRENTLY SPYING IN DARKCLAN AS JEROME.

This was getting crazy... Cav was going to love this, despite the war with The Rift supposedly being over. The small boy was nervous to talk: not many people knew him, he was more of a lurker, but something needed to be said."Y-you haven't earned r-r-r-respect, everyone h-here hates y-you." Pointed out Jerome, his large ears pinning down against his skull awkwardly. He hated to butt into the conversation, but Oprah was being... stupid. And since this was Ladyliberty inside him, how could she possibly let this go without having a jab at Oprah? "Y-you should step down O-Oprah.. You c-cant lead a Clan without m-members and right now y-you're driving them all a-a-a-away."

[spoiler=TAGS]GENERAL. Ladyliberty Venice ★ Archipelagoisland X Fragilepast X Hunterkilldrone X Fallenkingdom X Rouge ★ Single but c'om #ladyrumble ★ British ★ Ex-Leader of The Rift ★ Currently a Jarl of The Rift ★ Current titles: Félagi (Politician) ★ 30 moons mentally, 16 moons physically ★ Born on 10th February 2014 ★ Slightly based off Beth Greene from TWD and Brianna ("The Breeze") from the GONE series by Michael Grant

BODIES. CURRENT: Blonde tabby with white paws, chest and face; has blue eyes; matching blue bow tied around her neck ★ Blonde wolf ★ White feline with scarred face (birth body) ★ Panda ★ Albino serval ★ FIGHTING FORM: Larger than average tigress with blue eyes.

POWERS / BATTLETAGS. Powers found on powers tab on profile ★ Character bond with Dallasrumble ★ Has teleportation AND superspeed ★ Attack in BOLD WHITE ★ Mental difficulty is hard ★ Physical difficulty is hard ★ Fighting with powers is hard/extreme

OTHER. GMT timezone may be the reason behind slow replies ★ #ladylib2k16

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]"On the inside, they're fearing me. So? All I want is respect, is that too much to ask?" She flicked a pebble to the side boredly.[/fancypost]

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All of you, please, please, stop! Can't you see that this is utterly ridiculous? Goodness, never have I seen such a foolish situation since the Romans. And it's always politics. All of you calm down, be calm. Saturnine, you're not making the situation any better but simply driving it on... you too, Oprah, I'm afraid to say. At the moment, I wouldn't want a leader such as yourself. Jerome sounds more appropriate than any of you.The feather seemed to appear out of thin air, arriving on the breeze and hovering before them, higher than most would stand for the sake of impact. The telepathy was also purposeful, aiming to override their comments, yet what she'd say next would be in manipulated soundwaves. For the sake of Saturninemercenary and those with his condition.

She took a 'breath', pausing as she wondered what to say. There truly wasn't a good way to sort this out. "Complaints and arguments won't help in the least. I have no right to say this, I understand, however as stated previously, I care for Darkclan. Although I don't want to face Nivata, I furthermore have a responsibility to do so. We can think of what to do later, in either a military or democratic style. So for the moment... would anyone be willing to come with me and take Nivata down now...? In truth, I'm not sure why we're waiting, and as a loophole, you'll be working on your leader's - my - authority to take down my possessor." She hesitated momentarily, scanning them for a moment with her telepathy, "Would that be by any chance acceptable to you all?"

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"I'm coming for sure. I'm not letting her destroy my Clan any longer. It's because of her we're all fuckin' fighting in the first place." The serval snorted, getting up onto his paws as he looked at the feather. "I did promise I would kill her myself if I have to."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]Great. Now she fucked up, because the good part of Nivata didn't even want her to lead. She didn't answer Saturnine's taunt, just shook her head and sighed. "Yeah, well, it's hard when no one wants to even give you a second chance at leadership. They all believe in 'one and done'. They jump to silly conclusions. They all think I'm some weak doormat that's going to make DarkClan fall and crumble." She kicked the dirt as a heavy stone was implanted in her heart. "They're waiting for me to crack, Ava. Look at them all. The moment I break they'll all jump at me, and my position, like a pack of wolves on a moose." Of course, she was a wolf, but whatever, similes were similes. "I'll come, I suppose." Her tone was heavy and sad, and she turned to leave.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 325px; text-align: justify;][sub]Wait. Oprah was causing a damn riot. Did she know how to lead? It was a honest and true question. Shaking his head, he padded over to the npc she had knocked out cold. He knelt to the warrior, looking over to the she-Leader as she trotted away. His brows lowered in anger and he stood, snarling. He believed in order; the high positions should stay as they were but sort themselves out. However, Oprah was mad. She was insane. Saturinemercenary was right; Oprah was unfit for Leader. As well as Nivata. The two were crazy bitches on their period all the time. "Get back here, Oprah." His voice was risen, demanding, a warning.

"Learn." Skel was not given petty demands. These were true. Oprah said she had been there longer than them all? Think the fuck again. "Learn how to be a Leader before you become one. And yes, I know damn well that you don't know how to be one now. Look around! You're screwing everything." He growled, making rough steps towards the fae as if he were on the prowl. "[color=#435b9a]Become better or I will get my allies to throw you out." Snapped the male.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]And she turned.

"Did you. Not listen. TO ANYTHING I SAID?!" She had a look of shock, disgust and disbelief all rolled into one. "I have been leading Odd Squad for 100 years plus. Over a century of leading. I think I can hit Orville's mark of 2,000 years if I try hard enough." She turned back. "Whereas...well, I don't know your past, and I don't wish to know it." She began to pad away. "I told you, I'm not screwing everything. You think I am, but I am not. How about we play a game before I go, hmm? It's called Point Out Oprah's Flaws. Aaaaand begin." And then she turned right back around. She might have made up a game called Make Oprah Cry--though it was hard to bring Oprah to tears.[/fancypost]

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 325px; text-align: justify;][sub]The squid kid had a point. Angry eyes flicked away from the kracken and back to Oprah. "We don't care if you're perfect. You have to be decent. Decent persona, and decent Leading skills." He barked, advancing onto the fae. Taking a step forth, he came nose to nose with the female. "[color=#435b9a]If you won't be a true Leader, then leave. Why lead a clan you can't stand?" Hissed the dire wolf.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]Leave? The word hung sour in the air. Leave the only home she'd ever lived in? "All right then fine, I'll be decent. Whatever you like. And I'm not leaving--where would I go? Back to ThunderClan? Sure I helped stop them from being taken over, but that doesn't mean I'll be treated like a normal part of society there." She waved her paw in the air, obviously not fazed by Skel being nose-to-nose with her.[/fancypost]

"We don't give a shit about your Odd whatever."

Phoenixdown's voice was calm among the inferno of the kraken hound. "Your Odd place is not DarkClan. We're not impressed by anything you did there, only what you've done in DarkClan." He didn't feel like he has to go on in that, and the male flattened his ears. "All of you, seriously though. Can we just kill Niv before we all start tearing at each other like she wants us to do? Isn't that why she made that Tourney in the first place? To watch us all crumble? Well we're already doing that quite nicely, thank you very much. We don't need a fuckin' tourney to break each other up when we're doing it now."

"So can everyone kindly shut up and fight later?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]"Oh? And what if I did it to impress you, hmm?" Cue jazz paws. "Honestly, you people are such pessimists it disgusts me. We are Anti, but have some honor." she spat like venom.[/fancypost]

"Ava can override anything I say, but I do have a few suggestions on what we could do." Phoenixdown started to pace as he speaks, looking more ar the ground than at the other. The gears in his brain were going a mile a minute.

"We strike her when she least suspects it. Not at the Tourney, where she is at her peak. Maybe when she is asleep, or hunting for prey. Does she even sleep or eat? Whatever, sometime when she is vulnerable. I want to involve as much of DarkClan as possible that can fight, and keep the pones who cant, or young kits, out of the way in case Niv goes beserk and starts raining fire or whatever on the territory."

"We can call on allies for reinforcements if our own combined power is not enough, but I hope it will not come to that. Most of our allies don't know about how insane our leader is, only our enemies." He stopped for a moment, looking back up. "..Could we call on enemies? SunClan, BloodClan, and the Rift would love a chance to rip her out, though that comes with the chance that they'll take out everyone else as well. Risky, but it might be profitable in the long run."

"As for where, I would say the desert. The forest is too crowded and could scare away prey for months from the battle, and there's no way in hell I'm letting an angry Niv near our camp. Try to lure her out into the desert, and let the sun try to fatigue her as the battle goes on. But that also leaves us at risk for being overheated and passing out."

"I made that dragon dummy for a reason. I've been trying to find weaknesses that could help in taking down Niv faster, like the joints, or the stomach, eyes, whatever you can think of. Niv is an immortal *, but she's in a mortalish body. That has to be a weakness."

"Anything else I missed or any other suggestions?"

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"OPRAH." The shocked shout slipped out and she stopped abruptly, taking a breath to calm herself. "Stop. I understand your point, and no one is being reasonable, but diplomacy. Diplomacy is the key to this. As for all of you, there's no need to push this discussion further - Skel, your comment just there made you as good as Mercenary and Oprah herself," she closed and reopened her mind, almost as if she were doing so with her eyes, then began to float away from the group. "We should discuss a plan elsewhere. It's already risky enough to stay here as long as we have when Nivata could be returning. And all those suggestions sound wonderful, however not when she's sleeping. That'll make her temper worse."

//would anyone be up for making a separate thread? If not, I can ofc.

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"Then we can continue this off the territory. Eyes and ears everywhere." Phoenixdwn flattened an ear.

OOC: I can make the planning thread?