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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; background: #272727; border-top: 4pt #00ced1 solid; border-bottom: 4pt #00ced1 solid; width: 370px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-shadow:1px 1px 2px black; color: #00ced1; font: 30pt new times roman; text-align:center; line-height: 70%;]GABRIEL R.[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; float: left; width: 340px; width: 50px; height: 50pc; margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: -10px; height: 65px; border: 2px solid #fff; background-image: url(http://images.artfight.net/cha…yJvkKJZbe6OUjGW37qBdB.png); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 385px; text-align: justify; font: normal 15px arial; line-height: 95%; margin-left: -23px;]


    Hopefully Boneclan would appreciate the extra effort she was going to here. Instead of sending a moth and readying an area for a video call (it was complicated; her moths were specially bred to have certain powers and it was honestly really easy to tell them to go someplace instead of going there herself), Gabriel Rose was currently standing on the border.
    She was being mindful of the area, careful not to go close enough to infringe on their territory. Gabe was here on a peaceful mission, after all.


    "Hello, Boneclan? It's Gabriel Rose, Leader of the Foundation. Or rather, you might know it as the Deserted Kingdom. I would like to discuss a possibility with your leader."
    Or maybe not. At that time, the clan hadn't been very outgoing. Gabriel was slowly changing that.


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    [spoiler=tags (september 11th, 2016)][justify]GENERAL;;
    gabriel rose | formerly marley rose harbringer-xerses | genderfluid | 17 months old physically, has memories of a human | mhyrr rose xx npc | the cartel, the commonwealth, and the foundation | member, member, and class A aka leader | stubborn, intelligent, compulsive liar, neurodivergent | single | crush on spinebreak | panro & pansexual | creative | gullible | caring | sworn off relationships | current goal; gain as much power as possible and form the Foundation | demon | bright cyan blue blood


    CURRENTLY;;
    dealing with shock from death | introducing their bitterness towards existence | introducing a loss of morals | introducing a hatred for children | fear of water is almost gone | constant wounds on face in any body | if expression is not described, a frown is most likely | harbors an intense want to cause change | has developed a hatred for the exiles | has developed a unbased hatred for anybody they used to know, excluding Frost, Deadwonderland, Aima, and Spanishlullabye | may be susceptible to temptations


    FORMERLY;;
    guard of thunderclan | honorguard of windclan | advisor of windclan | spirit of hawkclan | zeta of the nox | leader of the doves (unofficial pacifistic fanclan) | student of gravity falls | medic intern of windclan | paladin trainee of blizzardclan | sentry of the exiles | paragon of the exiles | captain of the resistance | beta of the nox


    POWERS;;
    free powers | telepathy | multiple possessions | memory manip | emotion manip | the sight | super senses | shapeshifting | ability to take away pain | molecule manip | teleportation | telekinesis | mutation combopack | fire elemental powers | water elemental powers | electicity elemental powers | earth elemental powers | wind elemental powers | fire elemental pelt (dragon body)


    BODIES;; (italics mean main bodies)
    white wolf with white wings and hazel eyes | purple scaled tinted red with orange underbelly and violet eyes large dragon, wings look like the night sky | heavily mutated hyena body with saber teeth, a mane, an oppossum tail, lion legs, gills, and hazel eyes


    INTERACTION;;
    physically easy (compared to if facing an average wolf with wings) | mentally extreme | magically average | no kill | never starts battle interactions | highly focused on politics | hates inequality of any kind | a hypocrite | pm about capture | plots develop in character, but feel free to contact if you want a specific one to happen | attack in cyan and/or bold


    PLOTS;;
    friends are currently closed | enemies are open | romantic relationships are open | allies are open


    LINKS;;
    heart chart | plotting | bio | art[/spoiler]


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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][size=8]The Foundation? The Deserted Kingdom? Reyna hadn't heard of either of those. She approached the other canine with a slight wariness flashing in her amber gaze, not knowing yet if they were friendly or not. "What do you have to discuss?" she asked, head cocked to the side slightly. She wasn't the leader, but if the serval didn't show up she didn't want to lead her into camp to meet him without knowing what this was about.


  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font: normal 13.3pt times; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: uppercase][glow=black,2,300]Because the world is just a teller and we are wearing black masks
    "You broke our spirit," says the note we pass [/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=11pt]"I'm here, what's the possibility?" the serval asked as he arrived, ears perked as he waited for the response from the other.
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    #pishachabc
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    Both of those names rang absolutely no doorbells, but they didn't need to, Feliks was still curious to what this stranger was doing here. Silent in his approach apart from the occasional raspy breath, the hyena settled by himself, lips pursed and eyes curious as he awaited an answer to Pish's inquiries.
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