IF YOU PRICK US, DO WE NOT BLEED? | MEETING

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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Well, it was Christmas - that was a thing. The meeting was later than it usually was, though not quite a day late just yet, just by quite an ample amount of hours. Sure, he wasn't too comfortable with being tardy, but he happened to hope that everyone would understand, given that he had been busy with other, personal festivities, too. And, well, for those who didn't - too bad. The meeting was here now, anyway. "Colouredclan, gather for a meeting!" Night would call, jaws parting and allowing his words to skim his lips. The serval paused, momentarily, allowing people to bundle-up and emerge from the welcoming confines of their homes, into the snow-veiled centerpoint of camp, and gather.


    Firstly, came the usual. "Lucien, Fiore, and Twistedkit, are demoted to Members." The serval would call, combing through the trio of names. They had either moved elsewhere, or they had been inactive for a little too long for him to excuse anymore. Though, if they wished to, he was sure that they would all be capable of earning back their ranks. Otherwise, he understood the beckoning of other priorities.


    Secondly, were promotions, and the likes. "Joshua and Jessie are promoted to Warders." The two were relatively new, though he had seen quite a lot from the pair as of late, and was certainly eager to promote them, even if such enthusiasm was often subtly displayed in his features. "Tyler, you're promoted to Bodyguard." They had been promoted to Warder last week, and their frequency had been consistent throughout that time, too, which Night always appreciated - that, and they really did make an effort to interact with the people around them, such as joiners, which Nighttales had acknowledged. "And at last, Euph is promoted to Captain." Such was almost obvious, considering the various ways by which Euphemia had sought to contribute to the clan, and he was certainly glad to have him around, even whilst having his brother leave was likely hard on him. "Also, Papika, you have a shoutout - keep up the hard work." He'd add, a light grin gracing his jaws as he mentioned the other's name.


    The meeting was going to be short - for obvious reasons. Though, he did have one more, rather important aspect to mention. "Also, I've had notes by which people are being ignored, so I would like for everyone to make an effort to be inclusive." Of course, there would be further elaboration on this. "Other than that, this meeting is fairly short given that I'm sure that a lot of us are somewhat busy. Merry Christmas to those who happen to celebrate it, and well, for those who don't: have a good weekend." The serval paused. "Dismissed."


    / i'm gonna be taking christmas day and boxing day (most likely) off of the site and studying and stuff to spend time with family. additionally, i've had reports that the chat has been rather exclusive lately, so i would certainly appreciate it if everyone made an effort to include everyone! otherwise, if the problem persists, i'm afraid that the chat thread will have to be locked


  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.3; word-spacing:1px;color:]The direwolf padded over silent and seated himself down, watching Nighttale with a slightly interested gaze. He didn't expect anything; he was new after all, he was just there to listen to his new leader. "Congratulations," Bubonicplague murmured. "And noted."


  • [fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:140%;font-family:verdana]His lips might have pressed together a little more tightly at the mention of his brother's demotion. He was frustrated about the whole affair, truthfully, and although a large part of him was upset about the fact Fiore had left, he also partially wished it would stop being brought up so he could get it off of his mind more easily. However, the promotions were a bit more uplifting for him - Joshua and Jessie to Warders, firstly, and since he knew them both at least a little bit, he was glad to hear them being recognized - particularly the latter. Secondly, Tyler to a Bodyguard, which made sense. He was a bit taken aback, though, to hear his own name in the mix, promoted to a...Captain. He might have blinked for a few moments in a shellshocked manner before shaking his head and straightening his posture to look up towards the leader properly. "A - ah...congratulations, and con - condolences," he spoke up falteringly, before taking a deep breath to force some calm into his next statement. "Thank you, ah, very much. I won't let you down." Individuals being ignored was a common complaint - his metaphorical brow furrowed slightly at the final announcement.


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    Josh smiled at his and his boyfriend's promotions. It seemed they had no trouble climbing tanks here. As he tuned into the rest of the meeting he listened gracefully and nodded to his leader in utmost respect.
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    [color=white]The little bird honestly had no idea what half of the words even meant, but she stills showed up anyways, tilting her head in the way the birb often did.
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]the feline trotted up quietly, giving the crowd a good once-over before finding her own spot a few feet away from them. she didn't really enjoy the spotlight or any type of gathering, for the matter. it was a little tedious. she had many better things to be doing.


    the names called out were ones that she vaguely heard of, so, again, it didn't matter to her.


    "alright then. noted." that was all spaceparty had said as she began to walk away, still keeping an ear open just in case there was something else added.
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  • [justify][fancypost borderwidth= 0px; font-size:11px]the kit was a bit early to the meeting than usual, coming to a halt to take a seat by himself, seeing as no one close to him was there yet. lifting his head, he would read nighttales' lips silently. the familiar names of lucien and twistedkit beig demoted made his heart hurt a bit. he liked lucien especially, he was the first person to speak telepathically to him and gave way to meeting yuri, frightfur, and all the others. and twistedkit was his age buddy, the only one his age he knew of. his eyes held sadness even as the leader continued to through promotions and some bad ordeal business. imo barely registered that the serval had dismissed them and when he realized so, he spun on his paws and left as quietly as he came, oddly unusual to see from a usually hyperactive kit.

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    Ooh, it was chilly out here. Nevertheless, Mids did her best to stay focused at today's meeting. It was probably the first time in weeks she'd been on time for her, which was very unwonted of her. "Ah... condolences," she'd murmur out of respect, though she didn't think the individuals mentioned would even be around to hear such announcements. "Oh, congratulations, guys," she added not long after. Oh man, imagine getting a promotion as an early Christmas present. That would be pretty cool. Looks like these guys got lucky this year.
    But we almost forgot.
    That announcement always put her off, as it did whenever the subject was brought up. Though it usually didn't pertain to her personally, she was always spooked by it, and often spent a considerable amount of time at home, wondering if she had been unwelcoming in any way possible. She overanalyzed herself way too critically, and that wasn't any Colouredclanner's fault. As usual, she'd vaguely wonder if she had something to do with it. Hopefully not, but one could never know.


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    Hatari would trot onto the scene and grin and Tyla. He was a body guard now? That is fantastic. The pup let her tail wag and then looked to Immortal.


    thinking - speaking - lilac


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    "oh my gosh!" tyler squeaked happily, mostly to himself but he shook josh slightly in excitement. "i'm a bodyguard? wow-" he forced himself to pause and clear his throat, instead staring respectively up at his leader. "i mean, thank you, nighttales."




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    Because Pixie was also with family and couldn't make a worthy response, Gideon was there in a track post "Noted. Congrats and Condolences."
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%]It was unfortunate that he knew none of those named. Then again, he had only be in the clan for hardly a day. Taking a seat off to the side with Yuma perked upon his head, the canine rested his only visible eye upon Night's figure. "Congratulations and condolences," echoed Helios, voice almost inaudible.


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  • [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: linear-gradient(#8f6b9b, #8f6b9b, #d4a0e5); height: 100px; width: 400px; padding: 0px; border: 10px solid white; text-align: center; font-size: 18pt; color: white;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding: 0px; width: 400px; height: 18px; padding-top: 42px; padding-bottom: 42px; text-align: center; margin: auto;]DAMIANO MUZIKANT[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 395px; border-left: 6px solid white; border-right: 6px solid white; padding: 7px; margin: auto; border-bottom: 2px solid white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 15px; background: linear-gradient(#d4a0e5, #d4a0e5, white); min-height: 100px; color: black]Damiano was a bit late, though he had managed to arrive before his father. He stood in the back of the group and chose to be as far away from the other commoners as possible. The Bodyguard was not in a good mood right now, since his face was still recovering from Rick's punch. He pressed the bag of ice closer to his cheek and winced as it stung the wound. Gods, it hurt like hell. He wanted to kill the tiger for this. The slender feline took a deep breath as he lifted his head to face Nighttales. He had missed the first half of the announcements, so he only heard the part about Euphemia's promotion, Papika's shoutout, and some other stuff about being more inclusive. He didn't bother to congratulate the crossdresser, as he was still sullen about what had happened at his first capture. The short male only huffed and crossed his arms. He wasn't going to have a Merry Christmas.


    //noted tohsaka!
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    [spoiler=♢ — updated 12/25][size=7pt]general. [biography] [thread hub]
    ♢ damiano muzikant sixx puppeteer norwood | dami [dah-me] | cismale
    ♢ 8 months | 8 months mentally/spiritually | ages real time
    ♢ bisexual autoromantic | he/him pronouns
    ♢ colouredclan bodyguard | no titles


    important facts/events.
    ♢ hates getting dirty
    ♢ has a british accent
    ♢ goes crazy without his mirror
    ♢ has a fear of being forgotten
    ♢ 'future leader' of colouredclan
    ♢ promoted to bodyguard (12/10)


    physical. [reference]
    ★ DOMESTIC FELINE [birth & main] | health: 90%
    — a light purple turkish angora with a pair of violet eyes. his pelt is long and well groomed, while his body is well-built. matching his almond-shaped eyes, are dark purple stripes and patterns that embellish his coat and fluffy tail. and oddly enough, only one side of his face is covered by these stripes while the other is not. he is also a bit undersized as he is shorter than most males. growing out of his back, are a pair of beautiful peach-hued butterfly wings that are outlined by a black-purple color.
    ♢ gold crown adorned with a single butterfly-shaped ruby
    ♢ gold necklace with a star charm attached to it (from euphemia)
    ♢ burgundy satchel holding his gold hand mirror
    [injuries] bruised cheek (from rick)


    relationships. [heart chart]
    ♢ single | crushing on himself
    ♢ ½ of ______
    ♢ yuri muzikant x npc
    ♢ mentor: yuri muzikant


    personality.
    ♢ narcissistic | sarcastic | childish | pompous | stubborn
    ♢ blunt | rigorous | insensitive | ambitious | competitive
    ♢ impatient | pessimistic | dramatic | insecure | neat | dense
    ♢ envious | selfish | emotional | prideful | devoted | overconfident


    powers.
    ♢ conjuration [discovered]
    ♢ teleportation [discovered]
    ♢ shapeshifting [undiscovered]


    interaction/confrontation.
    ♢ closed to capture, torture, and death
    ♢ easy mentally | medium physically
    ♢ attack in bold #8f6b9b or risk being ignored
    ♢ can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions

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  • [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]Rick didn't care that he was late to the meeting, never had really, but his blue eyes kept skimming the tops of peoples head (and that was the majority of the clan because almost all of them were small felines like servals or domestics where he was a tiger) for a sight of Tara or Daryl or Maggie, anyone really. And because he couldn't see them, his chest tightened up and his ears twitched but he forced himself to remain calm. He had spent more then a month or so by himself, one day, one hour would be enough. He was good. The siberian tiger exhaled and took a seat, cutting a cold glance in Damiano's direction. He was going to give the turkish angora hell for what he did to Emilia and Tara. Hell. The demotions and promotions were expected (he recognized a majority of the names) but the promotion of Euph to Captain caught his ears and he slid a glance in his way. He seemed shocked and Rick guessed it was in his character to be so. Ignoring. He.. ignored people if they had annoyed him or he couldn't deal with them but not actively.



  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]qrow had never been to a meeting before. though having stayed most of his time in shadowclan, even then he would never attend the meetings. the canine would more than often be stuck in his room, trying to get rid of a massive hangover. here he had less access to alcohol, in which he would be sober. and a sober qrow finally convinced himself to go to a meeting. as the german shepherd headed to the meeting area, he was surprised at the massive amounts of smaller felines here (with the exception of rick). picking a lone corner, qrow mumbled his own 'congrats' and 'condolences' as he tried to figure out who was who and what was happening.



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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 10pt arial; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Tara arrived late to the meeting, which was actually pretty unusual for her. She murmured a congratulations to Euphemia before taking a seat amongst the crowd, making a point not to be near Rick. Petty move.
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  • [size=8]Akutagawa wasn't one for huge meetings. Nonetheless, he seemed almost forced to attend them. If he was staying here, he might as well keep up with the news around the clan. He said nothing to the promotions and demotions — he really didn't care — and reminded himself that despite hating the idea of talking to strangers, he'd suck it up and do so for the sake of not appearing too..suspicious. With a muffled cough, he perked his ears at the news if there was anything else to be told.


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    [font=8pt]GENERAL INFO
    — ryuunosuke akutagawa "ryu"
    — twelve moons
    — male; he/him
    — npc xx npc
    — based off akutagawa from bungou stray dogs
    APPEARANCE
    main ref | with cape | with rashomon
    — medium-sized, lanky, long limbs
    — black collie mix with white cheeks and eyebrows
    — floppy ears
    — sharp silver eyes reflect mood
    — coughs frequently
    — always wears cravat and cloak
    — currently in poor condition
    BATTLE TAGS
    — hard without powers
    — will start fights, will finish them
    — electricity, water, earth elements
    — conjuration
    — memory/emotional manipulation
    — molecular manipulation
    — can conjure "rashomon" from cloak
    — with "rashomon" he is extreme
    — yes to mild/moderate injury; no kill

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px;]TO DENOUNCE THE EVILS OF TRUTH AND LOVE[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-spacing: 1px;][justify]Oh, promoted? She heard her own name in that mix and a grin immediately adorned her maw. She was back on track, to her old position- Bodyguard. Sure, it wasn't much but she had definitely appreciated it while it had lasted. "Oh, thank you, Leader Nighttales! I will not let you down, uhuhu!" giggled the now-Warder, smiling graciously.