TELL ME I'M THE ONLY ONE | OPEN, DUAL-ALLIANCE REQUEST + JOINING

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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan lieutenant[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]Well, here she was. On the border of the Foundation. Sure, she could handle two positions, why not? She was a Lieutenant in DarkClan and would be a member here. "HEY, NAME'S AGENT OPRAH! YOU THINK I COULD STAY HERE AND IN DARKCLAN?!" she barked, using her deafening Ms. O voice. [/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; color: beige; font-family: times new roman; min-height: 20px; width: 300pt; text-align: justify]He knew that scent and that voice... Oprah. He couldn't say he was all that fond of her, but if she could forgive him for what he had been on the brink of doing to DarkClan and let him join there without calling him a war criminal or something, he could look past it. Besides, she'd lived alongside Barron for a while, maybe she would prove useful in tracking him down again. It was infinitely frustrating that he'd dropped off the grid, but he doubted Barron wanted another rematch.


    "Sure, Oprah. But use your inside voice, maybe?" Phantom said as he padded towards the joiner, his expression blank.
    //ic opinions, welcome to the Foundation, Kratt!
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    The sound of a yelling voice and a powerful, knowing tone was enough to almost make Claudia turn and walk in the opposite direction. She was never good with social situations, especially one-to-one. Claudia says nothing as she approaches, her eyes flickering over the so-called 'Agent Oprah'. This was the second dual alliance today; it was so strange to see how they were popular now, but three years ago they were forbidden. The black smoke Mau stands a little taller, musting up as much courage as she possibly can in front of the intimidating joiner. "My name is Claudia. Welcome to The Foundation."


    / ninja'd! : )


    [spoiler=TAGS (Updated Dec 22nd)]GENERAL.
    > Claudia (Harbringer-Praelium-Praevado)
    > Homewrecker X Crimescene
    > 13 moons physically | DOB: Sometime in 2013
    > Trainee of The Foundation
    > Female | Single | Heterosexual
    > Speaks with a British accent
    > Splitting image of father (Crimescene) expect female


    BODIES.
    > MAIN BODY *BIRTH BODY* Black smoke Egyptian Mau (reference). Yellow eyes. Skinny build. Wears white velvet choker around neck that has a black gem on it.


    POWERS.
    > Has all powers; most unused & undiscovered
    > Won't start fights | Will end them
    > Difficulty: Medium
    > Tries not to take part in violence unless self-defence
    > Attack in bold white or be ignored.

  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: center; color: black; font-size: 24pt; margin-bottom: -5px; font-family: arial;]SEBASTION[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 350px; height: auto; text-align: center; color: black; font-family: arial; margin-bottom: -3px]genderfluid - bisexual - 14 moons[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 250px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: black; margin-bottom: -5px]Sebastion was pretty scared as it was, it was someone new, someone he didn't know. But the yelling scared him even more, enough to make him cower behind Phantom. He knew it was so embarrassing, but he couldn't help it, and he just wanted to hightail it out of there. But no, he couldn't do that. He needed to relax and just see what was happening. The other just wanted to join, and he wasn't alone here. He would survive. "[b]I'm Sebastion." Sebastion says quietly, peeking out from behind Phantom to see the newcomer.



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  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:410px;line-height:120%;text-align:justify;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;]She was loud, wasn't she? Chess' ears were incredibly sensitive, so she didn't quite understand why the female had to yell. She cupped one paw over her left ear, but since it'd be awkward to walk two-legged she couldn't cover the other one. She didn't seem intimidated, but just minorly annoyed. The vampiress approached, looking slightly sulky when she first arrived. "Even without yelling," she replied mischievously, always feeling the need to ease someone and even allowing her features to break into a smile. She wouldn't be kept in a bad mood for long after all, especially when there was someone new to check out. On the plus side, she was a female. Which was supposed to be scarce around the clan, since she'd only encountered two males when joining and now this other female who was present.


    But her thoughts aside, she looked up at the older wolf, her normal and bright air returning to her as she leaned forward slightly. "Anywho, I'm Chess Belle Cipher Darling! You can call me Chess, Chess Belle, Mrs Belle or...what was that name he used? Chessy, right! I like that one a lot!" she introduced herself in detail. She usually went through this process, even though it was often hard to remember all of those different names. Chess had been forced to teach herself her name and every new addition to it, so it was no surprise that she had to check the note she'd slipped into her possessions in order to remember what it was. "You and Marshmallow Guy know each other? Are you a ship?" Apparently the female had settled on a nickname for the leader, which was unfortunate based on the images in her mind. She'd finally found the name of that type of sugary trash.
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    Hey, there was Oprah! It'd been way too long since she'd last seen her friend (what, a few weeks was a long time), and so Sel ran over and essentially tried to bodyslam her with a hug. "Hey Ops." She greeted, a cheerful grin on her face. "How ya been? And DarkClan?" Just because she'd left didn't mean that she didn't miss the place sometimes.
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    Sleepless didn't like shouting, or loud people really; he could be loud, but only in good spirit and he was never demanding. So it was safe to say Oprah had made a wonderful first impression, but he could look past that considering she'd been nothing but polite and seemed to know quite a few people around here.


    "Heya, welcome to the Foundation." Sleepless said as he padded over, his stance relaxed and lazy. He aimed to hook his paw around Seb's body gently and pull him closer in an attempt to comfort the timid cat; Seb could always pull away or avoid it though.


    "-Demons and sickness? Sounds pretty nasty." Sleepless commented. "I know me and Phan know our ways around demons, if you ever need our help." His voice was slightly humorous, considering that his half-sibling was a half-demon and he was a fully fledged one.


    "Anyways, I'm Sleeplesscity Hawthorn. Feel free to ask me if you need anything, an ally of Phan's is a friend of mine." Sleepless said honestly.
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    Oprah cocked her head. Well, she didn't know if she and Phan were friends...but whatever. "A pleasure, Sleepless." Ah, well, he was a demon too. Good to know. [/fancypost]

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  • [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 480px;]A sickness? Claudia was interested in medicine and how it could heal anyone who wasn't on the brink of literal death, but the idea of a clan-wide epidemic seemed alarming. The dark furred feline watched Oprah curiously, noting silently about the small coughs and anything else that could be linked to an illness. She seemed mostly healthy, though, so there was no reason to worry for The Foundations safety. "Do you think the sickness could spread into other Clans?" Claudia asked Oprah curiously, amber gaze flickering over the DarkClan Lieutenant.


    [spoiler=TAGS (Updated Dec 22nd)]GENERAL.
    > Claudia (Harbringer-Praelium-Praevado)
    > Homewrecker X Crimescene
    > 13 moons physically | DOB: Sometime in 2013
    > Trainee of The Foundation
    > Female | Single | Heterosexual
    > Speaks with a British accent
    > Splitting image of father (Crimescene) expect female


    BODIES.
    > MAIN BODY *BIRTH BODY* Black smoke Egyptian Mau (reference). Yellow eyes. Skinny build. Wears white velvet choker around neck that has a black gem on it.


    POWERS.
    > Has all powers; most unused & undiscovered
    > Won't start fights | Will end them
    > Difficulty: Medium
    > Tries not to take part in violence unless self-defence
    > Attack in bold white or be ignored.

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    "Congrats, Ops." A worried look came over her face as Oprah described the other events befalling DarkClan. "Yuuma's sick?" Time to bust out the noodle soup. "DarkClan's always had people trying to rise in the ranks and makin' power plays - I gotta call 'em people cause Phan and Sleepless are right there - but y'all need help with that?" No one got to mess with DarkClan. "I'm doing pretty good." Mostly. What power she'd amassed was starting to crumble, but other than that...
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    ☠☠☠
    Apothecary
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; color: beige; font-family: times new roman; min-height: 20px; width: 300pt; text-align: justify]Based on Phantom's face, the nickname "Marshmallow Guy" wasn't accepted, nor was the idea of being shipped with Oprah. "No." He told Chess in response to the nickname and the question. Oprah's telling of the story summed it up, though he hadn't cared about the rebellion, only Barron. And Sleepless saying that they were allies was a bit of a stretch too - the war might be long over and they might be joining each other's Clans, but it had still been a war.


    He listened silently - sounded like he'd quietly left in time to avoid the drama. He frowned at the mention of the sickness, worried that Oprah might spread it to the Foundation. She didn't have it and didn't think she would spread it, but he had a feeling it would be best if he kept alert. Then there were demons and... Sel seemed pretty invested. Huh, not what he would have expected. "Good luck over there." He said with a shrug.
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