it's not a secret -- open; giving out holiday candies

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]For her requested weekly task, Spectralregalia had suggested to her that she ought to pass out candies to the rest of their clanmates, to celebrate the upcoming holidays she presumed. It wasn't a difficult task, especially because Sweetophelia herself was so fond of sweets and the like. The tall Ragdoll cat was exiting her cabin now, a clear bag filled with red-and-white peppermints. "I'm passing out candy if anyone's interested," the BlizzardClan Head Combatant said aloud, setting down the bag beside her as she took a seat.
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  • [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, candy?" The servaline would echo, pristine ears pricked upon overhearing Sweet's announcement cleaving the crisp air. She would immediately tug herself towards her comrade, quickened pace eventually drawing to an abrupt halt once she managed to reach Sweet. "May Tama have one?" She'd inquire, a spirited expression traversing her countenance. Given that she happened to have.. quite the sweet-tooth, which was a notable habit which had been passed onto her, from her previous life, she was certainly not the type to refuse some candy.


  • [size=8]Upon mentioning candy, the deputy's face lit up. Licking his lips he approached next to Tama, nose eagerly twitching as his mind was desperately craving a sweet treat. Mack loved candy a lot — not as much as the leader, though. He was more of a fruity guy himself. "Can I have one as well?" He chirped, his tail beginning to wag.


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    [size=8]GENERAL INFO
    — mack xerxes
    — ten moons
    — male; he/him
    — deputy [hp]
    APPEARANCE
    body ref | body ref
    — hybrid of a wolf, mutt, and bird
    — fur color/wings are like that of the blue-yellow macaw
    — slim and lithe build, muscular limbs
    — large feathered wings
    — sharp, curved talons on each paw
    — fairly average in height, the size of a labrador
    BATTLE TAGS
    — medium/tricky
    — will not start fights, will try to finish them
    — attacks from the air
    — no powers
    — no maim; no kill; can mildly injure
    — ask to capture
    — attack in #ffcc00

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    Ever since he had joined Blizzardclan, not once had the serval been seen eating anything remotely nutritious. It almost seemed like he didn't like the taste of red meat. It didn't exactly bother him, it was more of the factor that candy just tasted a lot better instead. Killua had lived off of candy primarily when he lived back in the castle where he was born. The assassin had been told many times about the butlers that he lived with that if he wasn't careful he would make himself sick. Something like that never happened to him though, as it was rare for a Zoldyck to even get sick considering to how many properties that they were immune to. Especially poison. Killua had his own wide range of candies that he would like to eat, all of them different flavors. Some of the candies that certain creatures can't eat, such as chocolates, Killua can without having any consequences happening to his body considers most things to be a toxin like poisons and would just purge it from the rest of his body without hassling all that much with it. The young male still had an interesting in candies and wasn't about to stop now as his metal claws clicked on top of the roofs that he was standing on int he middle of camp. He used his super senses on a daily basis to hear the different voices around camp and what they could possibly be talking about. The assassin had to gather as much information about everything for the time being while his injuries healed and whatnot. Blinking his sapphire blue eyes, he heard someone was giving out christmas candies. Was it the types of candies that he never had before? The Zoldyck family never celebrated christmas, so Killua being able to understand christmas sweets is completely foreign to him. Killua teleported onto a building near the voice that spoke out, laying down on the roof tiles making sure to watch out for his front legs since they were injured. He looked down to see a female that didn't like him very much. Tama. And then the parrot colored canine that seemed to have been really excited when he took out the yo-yo's and did tricks with them. "What kind of candies?" Killua questioned, in a tone that could be only described as a curious child as he looked down. A inquisitive look spread across his features.


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  • Aurora had found herself interacting with the Blizzardclanners less and less. She liked them, but Aurora was awkward around people and to be perfectly honest, she had forgotten to interact with those she called clanmates. Much to her enjoyment when she came out Sweetophelia was passing out sweets, and despite what the harmful effects sweets had on her teeth and her stomach, she couldn't help herself. "Oh oh, me too, can I have one too?" She asked as the little fennec came to sit before the she-cat, her eyes rounded and sweet as she begged her for candy.
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    The cashmere bengal padded forward, quartz colored eyes looking towards Sweet. Candy? "... May I try some?" He asked.
  • [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]Barry, in fact, did not like candy all too much. The only sweet thing of which he liked was cookies, and he doubted Sweet had any, but he stayed hopeful. The deputy rushed over, intrigued, almost toppling when he skidded to a sudden halt beside Lotusfall, whom he had arrived shortly after. Raising a curious, nonexistent eyebrow, Barry bit his lip slightly, and said, "Uhm, I'll pass on the candy... unless, you have cookies?" he asked, hopefully. It had been Wisteriagarden who had first introduced him to cookies, and he'd been addicted to them ever since.


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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Sweetophelia smiled warmly, holding out the bag, "You all may take some." She had her own sweet tooth and so the Ragdoll appreciated seeing other animals indulging in candies and the like. Her pale lilac gaze turned onto Killua as he spoke up, a little surprised by the young Combatant's words. But should she have been? She had seen him eating lollipops so many times before. "These are peppermints," she answered, her soft ears flicking as she spoke. "I'm not really good at describing how they taste in words but they're a bit of a 'spicier' mint. You should try them for yourself, see if they suit you." Her attention shifted onto Barry then as the canine approached with another question. "Sorry, Barry," she gave him an apologetic smile. "I only had time for candy today - if I get any cookies later though, I'll be sure to give you some too."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border:none; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; text-align: justify;] The fruit bat had wandered far off from the little tropical sky island, and found himself in the midst of some candy hand-outs. He was nervous, for one, assuming the ragdoll wasn't some ordinary member of the clan, and he himself had barely joined, or had the time to. He approached the tall figure, as nervous as he was, interested in what flavors were offered. He hid himself in his sweater, muffling his voice a bit, before opening his maw. "Ah, do you have any... fruit? Or fruit flavored candy?" The black critter wasn't one for sweets, really, but anything with the flavor of fruit, especially mangoes, was a delicious treat to him.
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    Redlipstick didn't like candy. She'd been a vampire for so long, and after her curse had been lifted, she'd never grown a taste for it. "Do you have anything that's not... sweet?"
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  • CHESTNUT.
    [abbr=chestnut dilaurentis-- blizzardclan warrior -- male -- pansexual -- rocky mountain elk -- 1 year old -- virgo -- moderate physically, moderately hard mentally -- no powers -- no kill, capture, maim -- pm to plot](tags)[/abbr] -- (default) (thinking) ( "speaking" )


    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px black; color: #d1cbb8; width: 330px;]Chestnut figured he could have a peppermint or two. The elk walked up to the group. "I'll have a piece, if you don't mind," He smiled uncharacteristically. He was in a good mood, but he usually didn't show it.

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    human food always interested the dragon. she'd had candy before, of course. it was a wonderful, odd thing. it was quite appetizing, but not filling as she hoped. the monstrous nightmare had found herself to possess a bit of a sweet tooth.
    and so she approached, curious and hopeful. the monstrous nightmare would rather not indulge in such things, but it didn't hurt if she had a couple of sweets.
    "you got anything soft?" she'd ask after a while. "my teeth are not made for crushing hard things." they were rather instead, most suited to tearing into all kinds of flesh. terribly so.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; color: crimson; font-size:9px;]★ [abbr=Ignis Moltres, 11 months, dragon, BlizzardClan, Female, Demisexual]Info[/abbr] - [abbr=Medium physically, easy mentally. Attack in orange. PM for major injury/capture. Fire elementals (undiscovered), sound manipulation, telekinesis]battle tags[/abbr] - personal - plot - bio
    #hippytemplate

  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 430px; line-height: 13px; font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify;]Candy. Who the fuck in their right mind would even like that stuff? Well, everyone, obviously. Blizzardclan was full of idiots who liked candy. He was definitely sure that one day, aliens would come from outer space and try to take over the clan with mind washing candy. But then, he'd be the only one free from it. Because, like he had mentioned before, everyone in the clan was an idiot. "I am disappointed in all of you," The salty kitsune said grumpily, seating himself behind Sweetophelia. It was pretty common knowledge that even though Sal didn't have a lot of likes or dislikes, he did really hate candy and really love salty things. So instead of asking for candy from Sweetophelia, he conjured up a small bag of salt and started to literally eat it.
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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 | immortal | the king of salt™


    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:
    philosophical | deceitful | apathetic | cold | quiet | highly religious | not great with social interaction | somewhat detached from others | intelligent and cunning | edgy meme | regrets nothing | will do it for the vine | literally the king of snark and salt | protective and will be violent when provoked | questions the universe + has deep conversations with himself | actually confused about literally everything | 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

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    "Oh. Sure, I'll take a few." Peppermints were actually okay for you, he decided it would be just fine.
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    // im cackling at saltcircles rn


    "i am disappointed in all of you."


    ignis glanced warily back, a scorching retort already on her lips and eyes narrowed before she spotted saltcircles off to the side. a confused expression arose to her face before the kitsune conjured a bag of salt and proceeded to eat it. it took all of the dragoness's willpower in that moment to stop herself from laughing herself dry, but even she wasn't safe from chuckling breathlessly and looking away. god, even his habits fit his name. the display was a little bit comical, and the dragon wasn't too sure what saltcircles was disappointed at them for; eating candy? it was a bit strange, that. ignis saw nothing wrong with candy every once in a while. she decided to not comment, focusing intently on sweetophelia for an answer instead.
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    #hippytemplate

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    [*snorts at Sal*]


    Candy was practically the thing that made him who he was. The ivory hued wildcat practically lived off the stuff and it was impossible to see him anything that had nutrients in it. He had a bad eating habit, and it was a sure surprise that he didn't have a cavity yet. Maybe it was the way the was raised and his immune system was automatically stronger in that regard. The assassin didn't know and didn't really care as long as he was able to eat the candy that he liked so much. There seemed to be plenty of creatures around that seemed to be interested in the sweets, while there were other creatures that didn't seem to enjoy the idea of candy at all. Tilting his head he noticed that Sweetophelia had talked back to him and explained what kind of candy it exactly was. Killua wasn't a huge fan when it came to spicy food, but that was if it was really spicy as his taste buds really liked everything that was sweet in general. Killua leaped down from his perch landing on the ground silently as he looked at the ground. He sniffed the candy that was open for everyone to get, and it didn't smell poisoned. Not like it would matter anyway. Killua reached out with one of his paws and grasped one peppermint in between his metal claws. From there the male was able to throw it up into the air and catch it into his mouth. One thing he realized that it wasn't all that bad, never having a mint before in his entire life made him like it a little bit. However, it wasn't his favorite candy either as he believed chocolate to be a lot better. He swirled the hard candy in his mouth for a couple moments, even sitting himself down as he pondered the flavor. Interesting. He shrugged his shoulders once he had a concrete opinion on the stuff. "Not bad. Although I think chocolate is a lot better." For once his tone didn't have any attitude behind it. Instead he was stating it like it was some kind of fact. Killua then turned toward Sal, and a mischievous smirk spread across the servals jaws. The assassin was able to tell how the other didn't really like candy all that much. Having an idea, Killua aimed to teleport above the other as he conjured up a random bag of assorted candies and aimed to drop the candies on the Vice-leaders head. A chuckle would escape his jaws because once he was done dumping the candies on the other he would teleport back toward the roof he was on previously. "Hey old geezer at least give it a try." Killua teased as the smirk on his jaws seemed to grow in size.


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