RISE.... [o, possible joining]

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    The Leopard was old, face shrouded by the hood of cloak, the fabric moving with his gait- left, right, left, right. Not a lot of the Emperor was visible- his wrinkly forepaws stuck out of his cape when he walked, his sulfuric eyes glowed in the shadow of his hood, and the edge of his nose stuck out of the hood, wrinkly and thin. You could tell it was a black leopard, ancient and old, and little more. The Emperor had repressed to the fake fragile image he had used before. His paws would shake when he lifted them or tried to hold still. He would move slow and only as needed. He would hunch over and looked small.


    But they were none the wiser. He knew Exiles and Colouredclan were out of the question, they hated Vader. Other places had too little traffic. Vader needed to be surrounded by scum. The Emperor had taken a look at Shadowclan territory, and was satisfied. They would probably live away from the others, and live in the Boneyard. Just the place for Vader.
    The Emperor would sit at the border, waiting. Perhaps, this was go well.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8.5pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: silver]— The very sight of the creature waiting patiently at the border caused a little bit of uneasiness to creep up on to him. The aura that was being given off of him made him want to wince and turn tail and get the hell out of there. Approaching the cloaked leopard, Imperiousdevotion flashed him a wide smile despite feeling weary of him but he made an attempt to push away these emotions to welcome this new member. "Hello, sir. Name and business, please."



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    ➤     Hah, Sango dared this guy to wait near the Boneyard. It was filthy, sickening, the prey was inedible, there were attacks. But if this guy wanted to, he certainly could. It's not like she really held any ties with him. Trotting forwards the hellhound looked the leopard up and down, deciding not to speak as the necessary questions had already been asked.



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    Yeesh, he seemed like someone Caligula did not want to cross paths with. Although, she held no doubt that, perhaps, he was having a bad day, or he had seen stuff that most would not speak of - either way, she wasn't going to dismiss the fact that there was a chance he was actually a nice guy. It wasn't in her place to judge so fast, right? Padding over with a light smile and decided to stick nearby Sango for this one, Caligula would take a seat and wait to hear as to what the leopard had to say in response to Imperiousdevotion.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]★ aww, was he shy?? that was the first thought that crossed through kinyo's mind. poor naive kinyobi, thinking that was the case. he automatically assumed everyone was polite and friendly, even if their appearance didn't show it. hiding under his cloak only made the male more concerned. even though the question was already asked, kinyo couldn't help but to speak out. " hey there..!! we're all friendly, so don't be scared or anything!! i'm kinyobilights, nice to meet you! " he offered a smile, tilting his head as if to get a better look at the dark figure that was shrouded in the darkness of the hood.
    [hr][spoiler=11/30/2016][align=center][font=arial][size=8]ic opinions | pm main account to plot[hr][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:auto; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]GENERAL:
    ★ kinyobilights | aka friday, kinyobi, kinyo | cis male | he/him
    ★ heteroromantic | heterosexual | no crush
    ★ 13 months | march 29th, 2016 | ages whenever
    ★ member | shadowclan


    IMPORTANT FACTS:
    ★ has friends based on the days of the week
    ★ based off of friday
    ★ smells like beer
    ★ can't really see out of his right eye


    RECENT EVENTS:
    ★ rejoined shadowclan


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ shiba inu [birth] | physical health: 100% | mental health: 99%
    — reference
    — major injuries: n/a
    — minor injuries: n/a


    PERSONALITY:
    ★ aries | enfp-a (click)
    — normally: curious, observant, energetic, enthusiastic, sociable, cant focus, emotional, accidentally independent, extremely excited for no reason, lives to party
    — jealous of calm and relaxed types: apologizes a lot, tries to act normal around them, will try to involve them in things he's doing, says "yes, sir", asks for approval
    —— currently jealous of: doyobimornings, mokuyobinight,
    — has "bad" days: it's extremely rare, but there could be a day where he gets super sensitive, upset, and angry when people talk to him. on these days, it's best to leave him alone, or talk through writing.


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ single | ½
    ★ npc x npc | first generation | self-taught fighter


    POWERS:
    ★ name - [un]discovered - [un]mastered


    INTERACTION:
    ★ loves making friends - instantly thinks your friends unless stated otherwise
    ★ mentally easy | physically hard | will try to negotiate | will fight back
    ★ attack in [color=#d96041][u]underlined #d96041

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify][size=8]Huh? What was with the cloak? Did it give off and air of mystery or something like that. The male didn't really know and he wouldn't want to find out either. He walked over with a slow gaunt to his steps considering he had only three legs now. It was healing up nicely and he was starting to get back into the grove again. Taking naps frequently so that his strength didn't decline. Lately he was debating about the offer that Ross had given on him getting a fake leg. He might, or he might go with one of those robotic ones. Either way the male sat down and he gave a light dip of his head, pulling a lollipop out of his satchel and plopping it into his mouth. God, it tasted so good.


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    God damn he looked wrinkly.


    That was the first word that popped into the indominus's head as she approached. The female was always thinking of the rudest things at the most inapropriate times. Nothing was new. Anyone who had been long enough around her had known that. So she approached quietly, opting to keep her mouth shut despite the words firing off at the back of her mind, ready for release.
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    Wrinkly and a cloak? How odd. Ross walked over with ears swiveled forward in the direction of the mysterious stranger. How unlucky of him. The only person who had the balls of going near the Boneyard was Ross. He would twitch his whiskers snuggling his nose against his turtleneck sweater, ah, if Radio wanted his prosthetic to be nonmetallic then Ross could arrange that.
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    tags (updated 11/27)

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    He turned his head to look at kinyobilights, and tilted his head. "Where did you recieve such an impression?"
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]★ was he like, directly speaking to him?? what an honor!! kinyobi was actually just the dumbest man alive, so he literally thought this was the best thing ever. " oh, nowhere! i just wanted to let you know, because i want you be your friend!! nice to meet you, irluuk! i'm pretty sure there's auto-acceptance policy here, so welcome!! " the shibe barked, offering a huge smile in his direction. he would have never sensed a dark presence from the other, probably not in a million years.
    [hr][spoiler=11/30/2016][align=center][font=arial][size=8]ic opinions | pm main account to plot[hr][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:auto; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]GENERAL:
    ★ kinyobilights | aka friday, kinyobi, kinyo | cis male | he/him
    ★ heteroromantic | heterosexual | no crush
    ★ 13 months | march 29th, 2016 | ages whenever
    ★ member | shadowclan


    IMPORTANT FACTS:
    ★ has friends based on the days of the week
    ★ based off of friday
    ★ smells like beer
    ★ can't really see out of his right eye


    RECENT EVENTS:
    ★ rejoined shadowclan


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ shiba inu [birth] | physical health: 100% | mental health: 99%
    — reference
    — major injuries: n/a
    — minor injuries: n/a


    PERSONALITY:
    ★ aries | enfp-a (click)
    — normally: curious, observant, energetic, enthusiastic, sociable, cant focus, emotional, accidentally independent, extremely excited for no reason, lives to party
    — jealous of calm and relaxed types: apologizes a lot, tries to act normal around them, will try to involve them in things he's doing, says "yes, sir", asks for approval
    —— currently jealous of: doyobimornings, mokuyobinight,
    — has "bad" days: it's extremely rare, but there could be a day where he gets super sensitive, upset, and angry when people talk to him. on these days, it's best to leave him alone, or talk through writing.


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ single | ½
    ★ npc x npc | first generation | self-taught fighter


    POWERS:
    ★ name - [un]discovered - [un]mastered


    INTERACTION:
    ★ loves making friends - instantly thinks your friends unless stated otherwise
    ★ mentally easy | physically hard | will try to negotiate | will fight back
    ★ attack in [color=#d96041][u]underlined #d96041

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    Oh, damn, alright...maybe he wasn't having a bad day. Perhaps the wrinkly cloaked guy was just eccentric, in the least impolite way possible. Hey, she didn't want to come off as rude to him, or to anyone else, for that matter. Momentarily, her head would glance towards Kinyobilights, as if she were looking for an answer to model. Then, the femme's gaze would return to the Emperor. "Ah, yes, welcome to ShadowClan! My name is Caligula, but feel free to call me Cali if you wish"


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    info — updated 11/28

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    His ears would perk and his head would turn at the name. Caligula? Someone actually named their child that? "Yes... Caligula, winner of the Battle of the Cattails, and the Horse Senator..." He mused, chuckling to himself. After all, that name carried a history of insanity among the Romans.


    "Anyways, I believe I may be considering joining.... Would someone escort me to your camp? After all, I don't know where it is."
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