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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Since Pen had had a busy weekend and Sweetophelia had recently renounced her membership in Westeros as well as taken on the role of ambassador to WindClan, she had decided that it was time to familiarise herself with her clanmates again. BlizzardClan was always seeing new members and she was keen on the idea of meeting them. "Meet and greet," the BlizzardClan Head Combatant announced simply, sitting outside of her modest cabin. "I'm Sweetophelia Targaryen and I don't bite." There was a small basket of candycanes set beside her which she would promptly offer to whomever decided to take her up on her offer of a meet-and-greet. The tall Ragdoll cat had always possessed a sweet tooth - in this life and the last.
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    info | updated 12/12/2016

    "Hello there Sweetophelia! My name is Eris, I am pretty new here." The young dragoness rumbled as she walked over to the cabin. Man! Some of these BlizzardClanner's are tiny! Then again, the reptile's head brushed the ceiling of nearly every house she had been in so she was probably just big.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]"Ah, Sweet!" The servaline would resound with a chirp, quite obviously recognising her comrade, given that Sweet had been the one to hold her an entire party, for the one year anniversary of her leadership only recently. She had known Sweet for.. quite some time. The other had spent a while away, but they had met over a year ago, that was for certain. "How are you?" Tama proceeded to inquire, head tipping in a subtle gesture of curiosity, whilst she hoped that they were faring rather well.


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    [✿] CIELO

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    The little alien came zooming in, even though her little legs did not look like they could go at that speed. She skidded to a stop, a gust of wind following suit, consequently picking up some dust and dirt into the air. "Hiii!" Her lips seemed to be ear to ear with her smile as she looked up at Sweetophelia. The little ball of gray fluff remembered her from her first arrival here. At least, unlike back then, Cielo was at a much higher mood!


    She looked around and saw Eris, causing the little alien to gawk. It was a freaking giant, at least compared to most! It did not seem to be hostile, but Cielo never saw something so huge! Instead of being afraid, like sensible, unaware small creatures should probably be, her curiosity was at its peak! "Whoa! You're big!" The child-like alien called out an obvious fact, "And you look so cool! My name's Cielo! Where are you from? I came from a sky ball!" Quick like her voice, a bombardment of statements or questions tend to spew out from her.


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    [size=8]"Hi, Sweetophelia," The deputy said happily, although he struggled a bit to pronounce her name. Still, after finishing, he added, "I've seen you around! My name's Mack in case you forgot.~" He grinned, his big eyes scanning the rest of his clanmates before sitting down to preen his wings. They were always ruffled, it was quite annoying. He needed them to look fantastic all the time.


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    [size=8]GENERAL INFO
    — mack xerxes
    — nine moons
    — male; he/him
    — adopted by margaery
    — deputy [hp]
    APPEARANCE
    — macawnine [wolfdog with blue-yellow macaw pelt + wings]
    — body ref
    — body ref
    BATTLE TAGS
    — medium/tricky
    — no powers + can fly + sharp talons
    — no maim + no kill + can mildly injure
    — ask to capture + attack in #ffcc00

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    [shadow=#D59253,left]...Çelina[/shadow]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; ;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][justify][img width=10 height=10]http://vignette1.wikia.nocooki…/latest?cb=20140106142324[/img]Following Sweet's meet and greet announcement, Çelina padded over, coming to a halt beside Spectralpaw. "Hi, there, Sweet. You probably know by now, but I'm Çelina." But really, who knew? The canine often thought of herself to be a bit forgettable. After her introduction, her grey eyes, followed Spec's to the basket of candycanes. Peppermint candies were one of her favorites. Unlike the other, though, she waited silently for Sweet to offer her one, hating to sound demanding.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px;]I WANNA KNOW THE ANSWERS, NO MORE LIES[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-spacing: 1px;][justify]There hadn't actually been that many meet and greets lately, and he was surprised to hear one being called out by a relatively old member, but he was pleasantly surprised at that. Sprinting over, as usual, the retriever skidded to a halt beside Celina, offering a goofy smile toward Sweet. "Heyo, Sweetophelia!!" he chirped, his citrine gaze resting upon the candy canes for a moment. "How have you been, lately?"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]"Ah, it's nice to meet you as well." Eris was certainly a new face, and a dragon at that - she didn't see many dragons outside of Westeros where her son ruled as sovereign. "Ah hello, Tama," she offered her friend a quick smile. "I'm fine as ever - I just dropped my membership in Westeros after Jaehaerys became king." She would still visit obviously because aside from Lucerys, he was her only child and she treasured him dearly. "Hello Cielo." She didn't say much further, seeing as the young alien seemed to be quite distracted by Eris' immense size and scaly form.


    "Ah hello Mack." They weren't very well-acquainted but she knew him. "Go ahead - you'll be doing me a favour, I eat too much sugar as it is." It was fortunate that Head Combatant was a demanding job otherwise she might have gained some new pounds. "You feel free to take some too, Çelina," she nodded to the young Arctic wolf, looking amused when she noticed the girl's hungry look. She could appreciate an animal with a sweet tooth - it was a similarity between them, her, Çelina, and Spectralpaw. "Ah, hello Barry," she nodded quietly to the golden-furred canine. "I've been good - recently I switched my ambassadorship from BoneClan to WindClan."
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    Her gaze slid toward the candycanes, her tongue lapping across her lips hungrily. "Mind if I take one?" She asked with a sheepish grin.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -4px;]BLIZCLAN[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]MEMBER[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]17[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]FEMALE[/fancypost]

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    Candy canes? She hated the stuff. Candy had always been disgusting to her, but she'd kept it hidden for a while. "Hey, Sweet. Uh, what's up? You been okay?"
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    [shadow=#D59253,left]...Çelina[/shadow]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Sweetophelia turned away from Barry then, looking to Sage as the new BlizzardClanner approached her. "Oh hello," she offered the other female a polite nod in greeting. "Not at all - help yourself." It was nice knowing that the others appreciated her sweets. If she had been aware of Redlipstick's true feelings she would have been shocked. "I've been fine - just a little tired maybe," she admitted with a flick of her ears. "What about you?" Her eyes briefly flickered over to Çelina then, "You're welcome, dear."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Another meet and greet. Something The apprentice didn't mind, although it was rather boring."Hello Sweetophelia! ImDovepaw. Nice to meet you!" he chirped, his blue gaze falling upon the basket of candy canes. he walked up slowly, licking his lips.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Sweetophelia turned, looking over at Dovepaw curiously. Although he had been born into the clan, she hadn't seen him before this very moment and so she couldn't help but wonder if he had instead joined the clan recently. "It's nice to meet you as well, Dovepaw," she responded politely. "Help yourself," the BlizzardClan Head Combatant encouraged him, quietly pushing the basket of sweets closer to the young apprentice. She always appreciated an enthusiasm for enjoying sweets, as well as life.
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 430px; line-height: 13px; font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify;]It wasn't surprising that Sweetophelia had a fondness for sweets- it was in her name after all, and he had found most names to be quite literal. He still didn't understand the 'ophelia' part of her name, so he'd have to ask her about it. "Hello, Sweetophelia," The vice-leader greeted, dipping his head politely as he made his way towards the female. He quietly took a seat on the ground nearby, ignoring the sweets. Sal had never liked sweet things, being the unofficial lord of salt (come on, it was part of his name), so their names were sort of... opposites. He found that to be amusing. "We know each other already, but I'm Saltcircles, just in case you forgot. I like salt, obviously," The male stated blandly, having nothing else to say besides that.
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    [spoiler=info | updated 12/12/16]GENERAL:
    saltcircles xerses | sal/salt | genderfluid | he/him and they/them pronouns | homoromantic | asexual | still a virgin | ageless | born july 23rd, 2015 | leo | vice-leader of blizzardclan | npc x npc | gen 1 | adopted into the xerses family by tama | no apprentice


    PHYSICAL:
    kitsune | rather large, but also lightweight and optimized for battle | coarse, medium-length black fur | right eye is mint green | no left eye; wears a white blindfold over it | fur on forelegs is mint green colored, as well as the tip of the tail | has no left foreleg due to using it in a sacrificial ritual | moves by hovering a few centimeters off the ground using telekinesis | does not gain/lose weight, muscle, or fat | unaffected by temperature/humidity/etc. | mint green parts of body glow red when his demon is in control


    PERSONALITY:
    cunning | deceitful | apathetic | cold | quiet | religious | not great with social interaction | somewhat detached from others | highly intelligent | regrets nothing | will do it for the vine just because he's bored | literally the king of snark and salt | protective and will be violent when provoked | confused but tries not to show it | masochistic, sadistic, and not okay | low-key batshit crazy | anti-hero
    — personality is a big mixture of 'wtf happens when you replace half of someone's soul with someone else's soul'


    POWERS:
    — obtained most powers via dealing with his demon
    elemental (all) | molecule manipulation | telekinesis | super-speed | teleportation | super-senses | the sight | gravity manipulation


    INTERACTION:
    hard physically and mentally | will start fights, will end fights | reluctant to fight anyone who isn't an exile | more focused on protecting clanmates from being hurt | better in one-one-one battles | holds back and doesn't use full power until necessary | fast-paced fighter | attack in black | can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions