I JUST KEEP LETTING ME DOWN, LETTING ME DOWN, LETTING ME DOWN | MEETING

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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Winter was well on its way. It wasn't as if Colouredclan had a particularly cold territory - not in comparison to that of some of their allies, such as Blizzardclan and Boneclan. However, frost was beginning to cripple the loitering, wilting fronds, curling their faded ferns and veiling the grass in a glistering alabaster hue. Nighttales would weave his way through camp, to the center, avoiding the distinct patches of ice which seemed to stand out with a prominent, and uncanny sheen. "Colouredclan, gather for a meeting!" He'd call, briefly, before opting to comb through his thoughts momentarily, before beginning.


    Seeing as most of those whom were lacking in activity had already offered him notices, the demotion section didn't exist of many actual demotions. Therefore, he could skip over that, for once. There were some individuals whom he needed to see the return of, before next weekend, but seeing as they had all alerted him of their temporary disappearances, he figured that they were already self-aware of their vacancy. Such was why he'd abstain from chewing anyone out for that, this time around. Though, he did have a warning, and some shoutouts to give out, at that.


    "Fiore is promoted to Warder, Tara, Fruit, and Patchy are promoted to Bodyguards, whilst Cassius and Yuri are promoted to Blackbloods." Fiore was a new, brooding, and reserved individual, but they were already considered a familiar face. They seemed to be reliable enough for Nighttales to offer them a placement as a semi-high position, and how he'd do from then on would simply depend on himself and whether he continued things as they were, or not. Tara and Patchy had been promoted sometime last week, and they had both certainly earned themselves positions as Bodyguards, with their frequency and fair contributions. The same certainly went for Fruit, as of late. Cassius and Yuri had been around for longer than most, and whilst Cassius had his own reasons to be rather reserved, they really did often try. Yuri was a chaotic, narcissistic individual, but Nighttales enjoyed their frequency in the clan, alongside their uncanny dependability, in regards to some events - others, not so much, but hey, Yuri's attitude tended to be a massive hit or miss, which Nighttales enjoyed observing.


    Now, for warnings and shoutouts. "Spectre, I know that you've been occupied over the previous week, but I'm going to have to see you around more often." The Commander would add, before pausing, and moving onto current shoutouts. "Sarangerel and Flighttaken, you're both new, but you're doing well so far, so keep it up." Nighttales was rather glad to be able to say as such about his daughter and an old friend, both of whom had returned to the clan after spending some amount of time elsewhere. "Also, Mid and Gid, you're both also working really hard over the past week, so thanks for that." The two were, certainly, dependable Blackbloods. Whether or not he'd promote another, third Captain, would depend, and he was still contemplating between the two most prominent candidates.


    Besides that, he'd move on to discuss other matters. He felt his abnormal-appendage pulse with a subliminal sting, reminding him harshly of what he also had to add. "As for the Stadt, I don't want to give the First Order enough time to catch their breath. If anyone wishes to hold raids on them, then feel free, though keep in mind when someone else is holding a raid, first, before choosing to similarly arrange one." He didn't wish for them to be disorganised, and for them to eventually find themselves holding about fifteen raids on the same enemy, at once - unless such was part of a strategy, of course. Anyhow, Nighttales was planning on gathering some information on the group, though whether that would be success or not still depend on a myriad of factors, which he'd have to weave into his small array of plans.


    Other than that, he had a few other activities to announce - or more-so, remind people of. "I'm also just going to remind you all that there are currently choice awards and a development challenge occurring at the moment, so if you're interested in either or, then do feel free to go ahead and take part. Both end around the end of this month, or the beginning of the next." He knew that some events could go missed by accident, by some people, so he figured that he'd best be doing a full reminder presently, here.


    Alright, it seemed as if such was all for this week. The Commander opted to conclude the meeting, with an unyielding nod. "That's all; dismissed."


    / ooc note: if you're planning on holding a raid on the fo/stadt, then please refrain from any massive, physical destruction of territory; the leaders have asked me oocly to refrain from doing as such!


  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][align=center][font=georgia][size=8][i]he was the one that made us, you’ll be the one to save us[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -10px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]No, why? The fem fell silent as she heard from a distance. Patchy shivered and made no noise as she stumbled back to her cave, trying to forget what was said at the meeting. She was too horrified with herself to actually congratulate anyone.
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 440px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8.5pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: silver]Faust eventually made his way over to the meeting area, deciding to settle himself down and pay heed to the serval that had called himself Nighttales. Huh, a clan meeting? This was the first meeting he's ever been to, and it didn't seem to involve any arguing (which he found to be a blessing) and so he happily swayed from side to side, grinning faintly. "Okay, alright!" He chirped, nodding his head slowly. He didn't know what most of the stuff Nighttales said was about, but he'll just pretend he understood everything and just ask someone else later.


    [spoiler=★ — tags, updated 11/19]GENERAL:
    Faust Xerses Harbringer — AKA Mockingbird — ♂ — ColouredClan Apprentice
    Mentally: 10 mo — Physically: 10 mo — Spiritually 5 yrs
    Single, scared to mingle — ½ of [relationship] — No titles
    Reincarnation of Cambyses Harbringer — Knows nothing of previous life


    MISC. FACTS:
    — Literally has every single scarf color of the rainbow, though the most popular choice is the dark grey and red one he commonly wears.
    — He has an "demon" residing within him that only he knows about and only comes out during times of excessive distress or when overall health falls below fifty percent. The "demon" is named A.F, though it is unclear what the letters abbreviate.
    — Faust is falsely diagnosed to have schizophrenia and dissociative personality disorder.


    PHYSICAL: | HEALTH: 100% | Timber Wolf [ PRIMARY ] | REF
    An average sized, skinny-looking timber wolf whose main fur base is an soft cream color with slightly darker spots that go along the muzzle and under his eyes, similar to that of freckles. The fur is of medium-length and growing thicker to prepare for the colder season, and is often found ruffled though relatively clean. Due to wearing contacts, his eyes appear to be an unnaturally bright red color though his actual eye color is an icy blue and an pale green. Faust is often found with an large dark grey and red scarf wrapped around his neck, and is randomly at times seen with an blue flower crown on his head.
    — Major injuries: N/A
    — Minor injuries: N/A
    — Ailments: N/A


    PERSONALITY:
    — ENTERTAINER; ESFP
    — FREE SPIRIT; CHAOTIC NEUTRAL
    — Cheeky, happy-go-lucky, energetic, wild, has no filter
    — "Fresh", private, lowkey suffering, easygoing, ambitious
    — Paranoid, lies through his teeth, insecure, clingy, soft-hearted
    — ALT. PERSONA: Manipulative, childish, murderous, arrogant
    — An rather carefree and spirited individual overall, Faust is an cheery and happy-go-lucky person who is an easygoing and pretty chilled out and is in general amusing to be around when one is feeling down. He seemingly has ceaseless amounts of energy, and it's often exaggerated that Faust must drink at least several energy drinks a day in order to be the way he is. Faust's boundless amounts of energy and his cheeky nature go hand in hand when it comes to him having actual conversations, though they can cause a bit of trouble for him. He is unable to take some things seriously and sometimes misses important social ques, being rather ignorant (or just oblivious) to the atmosphere or his surroundings. However, when something is obviously wrong, he'll keep his runny mouth shut. Faust, despite looking like an easy-to-read book, is actual quite secretive despite the entertaining personality he pursues. He doesn't like lying, but he has to for the simple reason of keeping a dark secret inside of him and he can do it pretty well if he does say so himself.


    [color=#FFDAB9]CONFRONTATION:
    Well-conditioned — Moderately trained — Medium difficulty
    Fights with the aid of the demon inside of him, A.F
    No powers — Most are currently locked
    Won't start fights — Tries to end fights — May show mercy
    Attack in bold text or any other noticeable color
    Can powerplay non-violent or peaceful actions[/spoiler]

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    Flight seated himself down next to Patchy, coming in just in time to hear all the announcements. His name was called, so he guessed that his activity and such was well in the Clan which was an great start, seeing as most of the time he didn't do quite well with activity in the Clans he was in previously. "Noted."


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    [i]‘THINKING’

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    Cassius was there next. He'd came to take a seat. The meeting started moments after he arrived, meaning he was almost late, but had somehow managed not to be this particular time. He chewed on the inside of his cheek while Nighttales began to to talk of promotions and such. Fruit got a promotion. The idea of that brought a small smile to his face. Snake deserved it. He loved them lots to be honest.




    In the seconds before the next few promotions, he adjusted his shades and puffed on his e-cig. When he heard his name, he just kept puffing. He was an adaptable man. You has to adjust to everything eventually, that included meetings. Of course he was sucking on the e-cigarette like a damn pacifier right now. Intense vaping.




    It's what he tended to do when he was anxious or stressed, another queue. Of course , there was no use in the queue of you didn't know he had anxiety to begin with. He closed his eyes and listened to the rest of the announcements. He heard the names of a few clans he was thinking of joining when he and alfred first left Riverclan. Enemies now it seemed.




    Hey, he doubted the stadts housing was as nice. Anyways , Cassius was just listening to the rest of the meeting. He never said words about it. No congrats or anything, even though a few familiars where announced. He just. ..wasn't a very social guy. He'd leave the supporting to someone more qualified then him. Someone who knew how the hell to congratulate someone without sounding like a f#ckin' robot.




    (Mobile kiLLS)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=2px;border:1px solid black;height:0px;width:270px;background:url(https://media.giphy.com/media/elKEnpKgeTDWM/giphy.gif); background-position: bottom;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color:#;] Oh. OH. She'd been promoted again? Sure, she was around a lot, but... what did she ever even do? The snake frowned a moment, involuntarily reaching up with her tailtip to touch her eyes. Blind. She was blind. She couldn't.. no...


    No. She would try. She'd do good. Better. Harder.[b] "Th-thank you, Night Tales- er, Nightttales."

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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify] Looking up at her father in surprise, Sarangerel dipped her head as her name was mentioned. She hadn't expected to be given a shout-out so soon, but it was flattering to know she was being seen around once more.
    [b]"Congratulations!"[/b] called the servaline enthusiastically, watching Patchy leave the meeting with worried eyes. Was the doll okay?
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    [size=7pt][color=white]★ SARANGEREL ★[/size]


  • [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: justify; width: 320px;]His body ached with each step - but it wasn't like he'd been beaten to all hell. No, instead, he was just fighting inwardly with himself - a truly painful process. Groaning, the behemoth strains his muscles in a sort of stretch, nodding his head. "Congratulations n'all that." Permafrost calls, exhaling hard. "I'll lead a raid on The Stadt."


    Fuckin' had to get his ass into gear. Getting out ranked by kids n'shit. He grumbled. Clan dad with a clan plan.


    [abbr=Characters able to see auras might become temporarily blinded by Permafrost's radiance. They also may experience extreme nausea, migraines, and nosebleeds. Permafrost's aura shows a fragment of his 'true self' - including thousands of blue eyes staring through a reflection of 'broken glass' that contains the majority of his aura. **None of the side effects of Permafrost's self is powerplayed by me, this is simply here to give more people interaction options.**][♦][/abbr] [abbr=God, High Seraph, Immortal, All free powers, master of elemental abilities][basic info][/abbr] [abbr=all opinions of this character are ic. permafrost is a jerk, and always will be a jerk.][opinions][/abbr] [abbr=Main: Giganotosaurus carolinii -- others include mutant hippogriff, serval, smilodon, dragon, cat, and other common species.][bodies][/abbr] [abbr=Mate to none, Sire to plenty, Interested in no one, Doesn't care about anyone's rank, ever, Apathetic and sarcastic - nothing 'offensive' this character says or does reflects the thoughts of the roleplayer][notes][/abbr] [abbr=Characters able to sense auras may get overwhelmed by his presence. Such overwhelming symptoms could include puking, migraines, nosebleeds, and chest pain. **None of the side effects of Permafrost's self is powerplayed by me, this is simply here to give more people interaction options.**][sup][♦]

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    [spoiler=info - updated 11/7][justify][sup]BASICS:
    Permafrost - Male ♂ - Heterosexual
    ColouredClan - Bodyguard - 43 Moons


    PREVIOUS ALIASES:
    ○ Halcyon, Boreas, Mort Blanche \ White Death


    APPEARANCE:
    ○ Massive albino Giganotosaurus [ REF ]
    ○ Mutated hippogriff with 15 eyes [ REF ]
    ○ Winged albino serval. [ REF ]
    ○ Massive western dragon. [ REF ]


    PHYSICAL HEALTH:
    [100%] No injuries.


    MENTAL HEALTH:
    [70%] Unstable.


    PREVIOUS RANKS:
    ○ ColouredClan Bodyguard (current.)
    ○ ColouredClan Warder
    ○ BloodClan 2nd Tier
    ○ ColouredClan Leader
    ○ SunClan Leader
    ○ SunClan Deputy
    ○ SunClan Silverblood


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ○ mate to - rapunzel \ raziel (mia)
    ○ mentor to - none.
    ○ father to - way too many.
    ○ best friends are - ...


    INTERACTION:
    ○ Physically Legendary
    ○ Mentally Legendary
    ○ Attack in BOLD CYAN
    ○ Can powerplay peaceful and non violent interactions.


    POWERS:
    ○ All known powers.
    ○ Elemental, can control all elements.
    ○ Illusionist
    ○ Seraphim


    OTHER:
    PLOTTING THREAD
    ○ Voice claim is ALGALON.
    ○ Face Claim is [size=6pt]MISHA COLLINS \ JENSEN ACKLES [/size]

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    "You've made my job a little bit harder, sir." came the light chuckle from the audience. Yuri, a blackblood. He didn't mind his narcissistic personality that much (mainly because his son was worse) and he considered him a friend, but there were times were he was... difficult to be social with. That was fine with Gideon of course, because when you pushed past all of his faults he wasn't bad. And Cassius would be joining him and the others. He didn't doubt Nighttales decision because it was clear to all he was hard working, but Gideon had his worries about the others socialbility. We'll see. "Congratultions everyone and thank you, Nighttales. Always a pleasure."
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    Garlic Du Ciel |★|

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    [justify][sup] Garlic well, he hadn't been to the last meeting. But that wasn't his fault! It was just that no one had woken him up for it. So this time he had slept close to the meeting place, voice echoing down the streets his form shuddered for a few seconds. A few yawns and shaking of the fur - he was up. Promotions, "Congrats everyone." Potatoes, how many would be need, six potatoes to give to the fix new promoted ones. The stadt though, that was where I had gone trick or treating and been invited to that party, the party had been fun but I guess. Just like Knif- no no. It was just as the same as before i came here. Good things never lasted. Dismissed. Dipping his head the child turned, wandering away.



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  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;line-height:110%;text-align:justify;font-size:10.7px;font-family:verdana;]well, he wasn't overly ambitious, but he'd never turn down a rank. even though he'd done nothing to do it except throw a brownie at someone. but he could overlook the smaller details for as long as he needed to. the only name he recognized among the promotions was yuri, and he wasn't exactly about to cheer for that particular clanmate. "cool, thanks," he voiced his understanding of the meeting in a less than typical fashion, but he was an intelligent individual. there was no need to doubt his attention span, even though he really wasn't interested in being a warder. or anything at that. nothing else really mattered to him. he didn't even know what the stadt or the first order was, although if there was a raid he might make himself useful. otherwise, he left shortly after deciding that barely anything mentioned concerned him, including his own promotion.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; color: beige; font-family: times new roman; min-height: 20px; width: 300pt; text-align: justify]A few names were called out that Phantom recognized, despite only being there for a short time, but the one that surprised him most was Cassius. Was this the same one that had visited SunClan briefly? After scanning the crowd, he saw him. Heh, so it was. How about that. The other note-worthy thing was that they were going after the First Order and the Stadt. Hmm, was that where they were based? He needed to speak with Nighttales. "Congratulations and noted."
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  • [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 120%; margin-top: -12px;]Tara came over when the meeting was called, listening to what Nighttales had to say. When her name was said, she smiled brightly, excited at the news. She was a Bodyguard! "Thanks, dude!"
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  • [align=center][font=georgia][size=30pt]YURI MUZIKANT[/size]
    information [abbr=address with name in #9b2bad, lucidreverie x charcoal, no mate/crush, offspring (full list of offspring on bio): damiano muzikant] interaction[/abbr] [abbr=telepathy, ability to glow (eyes glow a bright light pick color when angry or when experiencing an intense emotion. he goes 'berserk' and into a fit of uncontrollable fury and rage or intensely tries to accomplish a goal/motive), manipulation of scents, invisibility, shape shifting, project and manipulate emotions, the sight, absorbing spirits to gain 9 lives (3/9), conjuration, teleportation, sound wave manipulation, super senses, elemental powers, telekinesis] powers [/abbr] other #fusionbtch ref


    [fancypost bgcolor=#e1a2dc; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#9b2bad, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]Yuri bite his bottom lip in thought when he heard Nighttales call his name. His eyes held interest and attentiveness. So, he was a blackblood again. Yuri was elated to be moving up the ranks even for a second time. He held the idea of rank close and thought it was important no matter how superficial it was. He wondered about Nighttales and it made him curious to go and speak with the commander. The announcement about the Stadt being free to raid. He believed that was true to all enemies but perhaps a rule had been changed. He wanted to have another go at the Stadt.


    He listened to the others promoted. He watched Patchy fly from the meeting despite the promotion that had fallen upon her. His eyes looked to where she’d disappeared but he didn’t follow her. He then heard Permafrost declare he would be leading a raid on the Stadt and First Order. Yuri scrunched his nose. He supposed he’d have to wait to hold one himself. ”Okay, Permafrost, and I will go with you, but I have right to the next raid. I want my chance to lead a strike on the enemy.”


    Yuri’s eyes flashed and he grinned when he heard the hearty chuckle sound from nearby. He pushed through the crowd until he set his eyes on the owner of the voice, Gideon. Made his job harder, huh? Yuri was flattered really. ”Goood,” he purred to the fellow angora, but he sported a mostly good natured grin.




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  • [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]As he padded up and saw the fresh faces, unfamiliar faces that surrounded him, it only served as a reminder for Rick to get his ass back into gear. To start working again. He couldn't just mope and storm around just because he was feeling awful. "Congrats Tara." Is all he says as he walks forwards, attempting to gently bump his metal prosthetic into her shoulder as he sided her flank, tail stub flickering to and fro.



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    Frightfur gathered among the other at the meeting—purposefully late. His expression was obscured by a swirly lollipop—pink and white—as he listened near the back with his head down. It began with promotions. Fiore, he knew sparingly...most of the others he knew vert well and had been around for much longer. He was very proud to hear his daughter moving up to a full higher up and Patchy, too. "Great job on the promos and whatever.. No, really though, I'm congratulating all of y'all!" the Seraphim boy slipped over his words with a friendly sarcasm that he had to originally correct since it had sounded so much like he didn't even care. Yes...even Yuri he was grateful for his contributions despite the bad blood between them.


    The Stadt was a nasty enemy, if only because they not only housed the First Order but adamantly decided to defend them at all costs despite the availability to keep themselves out of the worst part of it all. No mercy would be shown to any member of the Stadt protecting the First Order and no mercy would be shown to any true Order members. And Fright looked forward to getting back on them.


    His ears swiveled at Patchy's sickened departure from the meeting and his eyes bled with concern and he bit his lip. He glowered to Permafrost and Yuri's exchange at the thought of a potential raid. He wanted to say he'd join them but he kept his trap shut. He'd just make sure he showed up at the right time and place to be useful. With that in mind, he got up and skipped away.


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    Nighttales was being too nice to her. Mids, in her own eyes, was a mess, and she didn't know how in the world she managed to get a shoutout this week, but she appreciated it. Giving a sheepish grin, she'd shuffle her paws quietly from her spot in the back of the crowd. Ahhh this was nice. As for the new blackblood promotees, she wasn't really all that surprised, but she still joined in with the others in cheering for them. Now the blackblood position was a lot less lonely, though since they'd gotten that far, the kitsune began to wonder what would happen if a past leader became leader again. And again. And again.
    What would happen then?


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  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:420px;line-height:120%;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana;]He feels a hint of...excitement?...when he hears his brother's name mentioned and so addresses him in a quiet manner, speaking directly to the other male. "C - congratulations, Fi." He's sure his older brother will catch up in no time...in a way, it doesn't feel right to be higher up in the ranks than Fiore as it is. He himself has nowhere near the confidence and ability to assert himself that the other does.
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