HOWL TO THE SKY / OPEN, JOINING

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  • i don't have a fancypost for her at this moment, so i'm sorry uvu


    The last thing she knew, she was playing with some pokemon. Then, the rest was blank. She heard the cries of baby Rockruffs in the distance and the faint voices of people, then she heard the sounds of people crying, which slowly turned into silence. But then, she woke. Not as a human, however. But, as something different.
    A dog.
    She was a Germant Shorthaired Pointer, to be exact. The lean canine blinked her grey colored optics slowly, getting used to the new light in her eyes. She let out a light sigh, standing up, getting herself situated. She didn't know much about being a dog, but with her experiences with Rockruffs and Lycanrocs, she could guess what dogs would like. The canine started to walk, but started to shake and tumble, getting used to walking on four feet around. Damn, she probably looked like she was drunk or something.
    She walked for a while, but came upon the islands of BlizzardClan. Well this was a sight. She was able to get to the islands, but stopped, noticing something different. Scents of different animals. She wasn't sure if it was something with her dog body, or if others were actually here. Nevertheless, she needed to find out. "Hello? Anyone there? I'm Olivia," she called out, looking around. She was usually confident and calm, but right now, she was clearly confused.

  • [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]"Hello Olivia." The sound of the vampire echoed as he ghosted over on silent paws. Many new creatures were showing up on the border lately, most of which were confused. She didn't seem any different. "What business do you have with BlizzardClan, miss?" He asked the canine gently.


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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]Barry was simply patrolling the border when he heard a call, one akin to the thing most joiners said when they desired assistance. So, as any member of a Clan should, the golden retriever raced over to the femme standing at the border, and offered her a bright smile as he came to an abrupt halt opposite her. "Hello, Olivia- welcome to BlizzardClan!" he chimed, loudly as usual.


    && ninja'd


  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;]"Oh, um, hello Olivia!" Kamari meowed as she wandered over to where her other clanmates stood, curious about what this one might be doing here. She wouldn't be surprised if it was another joiner.. they had a lot of those lately, and they just didn't seem to stop coming. The small tabby shuffled her paws as she sat, observing the canine. "I'm Kamari by the way," she added, tail curling over her paws.
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    [spoiler=info (updated 12.26)]GENERAL:
    Kamari Marie Deerling — Nicknames are Kami and Mari
    ♀ — Demisexual — Paladin (HP) of BlizzardClan
    7 Months old — Born May 5th
    Single — Not crushing
    Reincarnation of Allyson Deerling Grammaticus
    Carried her knowledge of herbs from her past life with her
    Based off Ally Dawson from Austin & Ally


    PHYSICAL: [ Reference ] | HEALTH: 100%
    A small dark brown tabby with jet black markings and stripes, white belly tail tip and paws, as well as deep brown eyes. Her fur is long in length, though she is very lithe and thin.
    — Major injuries: N/A
    — Minor injuries: N/A


    PERSONALITY:
    — MEDIATOR; INFP
    — Kind, giving, selfless, friendly
    — Awkward, insecure, bookworm
    — Creative, artistic, compassionate
    — Easily annoyed, easily scared, easily embarrassed


    [color=white]CONFRONTATION:
    Poorly skilled in combat — Prefers not to fight
    Easy difficulty — No known powers
    Attack in bold text or in any other noticeable color
    Can powerplay non-violent or peaceful actions

  • The canine, somewhat startled, focused her gaze on those who had arrived. Only one had introduced themselves, but they had all greeted her, and she could only guess where she was. BlizzardClan. "I was just lost, I'm sorry," she replied, chuckling a little bit to herself. "Anyways, could I take shelter here? I'm from Alola, you see. I was a kahuna there. I really need to get back," she asked, looking at all three of them. She did not want to be yelled at for being gone too long. But, she didn't know if she died or if she was in a coma. So, for the time being, Olivia could only stay here until she could find a way back to Alola; if there was a way back.

  • [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Alola. A lot of members seemed to be coming from there, this place he had never heard of. It sounded intriguing, but he didn't want to visit. All of their members seemed to be getting lost and winding up here, so what was the point, anyway? "You can stay. I believe we have some other members from Alola here, too." He said with a gentle dip of his head. The scarred beast of a feline blinked browning eyes, glancing over at the others who had appeared. "I'm Jasper Whitlock, ma'am. Pleasure to meet you." He rumbled. "If you need anything, you can ask me."


  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 390px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;] really, he hadnt expected there to be more of them. vermillion hues were lackluster, a thin sheen settled over his vivid irises as a result of his earlier nap. his ears twitched forward, catching the tail-end of her words before releasing a soft, humorless laugh. with so many of them popping up, the man faintly wondered who would be left for the island challenges,"olivia." nanu rasped in greeting, head lowering slightly as he came to a stop to the left of jasper,"nice to see you again." not under the circumstances, of course, but.. it was something. familiar faces were good,"as for getting back, good luck. im sure you'll need it." nanu shifted uncomfortably, removing his weight from his forearm and resting it tenderly among the grass, toes flexing to get his muscles to relax. it was all he could say: good luck. there was no getting back to alola, as far as he could see.


    /mobile
    [spoiler=✧°. don't take it too serious, now | information]

    「 IT ALL CREPT UP ON YOU, IN THE NIGHT IT GOT YOU 」


    opinions ic | new character | speech | bump threads after 2 days


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    LOOK WHOS DIGGING THEIR OWN GRAVE / GENERAL INFO:
    OFFICER / KAHUNA NANU | " OLD MAN " | CISGENDER MALE
    panromantic pansexual | not not looking | strictly monogamous
    two years physically | fourty-two mentally | ages at mun's discretion
    blizzarclan warrior | former island kahuna / police officer | dark type
    unofficial cat dad | no official titles | very protective over children
    [color=white]voice reference | [color=white]human au reference | [color=white]darkinium reference

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    [color=#69494E]THAT IS WHAT THEY ALL SAY / RELATIONSHIPS:

    [color=#69494E]✦ single | [ 0 ] crushes | [ 0 ] maybe crushes | anti-romantic
    [color=#69494E]✦ npc xx npc | generation one | kahuna acerola's grumpy uncle
    [color=#69494E]✦ no current apprentice | pm if interested | bond with[color=white] persian
    [color=#69494E]✦ highkey cynical, lowkey lonely | pampers his persian to quell it
    [color=#69494E]✦ part of the pokesquad | does not trust anyone easily

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    [color=#69494E]APPEARANCE:
    SILVER-GREY SERVAL | [color=#69494E]STATUS:
    HEALTHY
    [color=#69494E]— nanu is a tall, stocky man inhabiting a servaline body. his features are narrow and sharp; high cheekbones and wide crimson luminaries that stand out against his pale visage. there are perpetual bags beneath their lower lids, rendering them dark and thus seeming tired at all times. his coat is primarily a dusty white ticked with grey, with dove and silver rossettes and twin lines of the same hue trailing down his spine before coming to a swirling pattern at the tip of his tail. his body is toned from years of academy training, yet mostly hidden by his coat, and littered with scars. a dark disfigurment marrs his upper forearm, something akin to a burn that left the fur thin and patched over, exposed flesh frayed along the zig-zag lines, a permanent reminder of a job gone wrong.
    [color=#69494E]✦ always wearing a darkinium necklace and black police coat
    [color=#fff]—
    [color=#69494E]INJURIES/ILLNESSES: general wear-and-tear

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    [color=#69494E]YOU'LL DRINK YOURSELF TO DEATH / PERSONALITY:

    [color=#69494E]— [color=white]RETIRED BADASS TROPE | ISFJ - the protector
    [color=#69494E]✦ tired and cynical, it is very easy to write this man off as grumpy from age alone. he is exhausted, both physically and mentally, and therefore presents an aloof disposition; inexpressive and gloomy. his life, both before being reborn and after, has left him with scars and phobias. feigning laziness, he keeps mostly to himself and paid no mind to criminal activity during his days as a police officer. nanu does, however, retain an admirable compassion towards others - something of a vigilante still, putting the safety of others above his own despite being reluctant to show it. his weaknesses include children, family, and close friends; seeing them as pressure points, bending to anyone's will when it comes to their well-being. overall, nanu is a pessimist with good intentions, far too guarded for his own good and haunted by a past he dares not speak of.
    [color=#fff]—
    [color=#69494E]DISORDERS: ptsd with depressive features, unmedicated

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    [color=#69494E]YOU WON'T REMEMBER THIS / COMBAT + INTERACTION:

    [color=#69494E]✦ moderate physical difficulty | medium mental difficulty | fully trained
    [color=#69494E]✦ persian: extreme physically + mentally | cannot fight without nanu
    [color=#69494E]✦ will not fight physically unless absolutely necessary | will end fights
    [color=#69494E]✦ all nonviolent, friendly and/or peaceful actions can be powerplayed
    [color=#69494E]✦ to engage in combat, use [color=crimson]bold crimson
    [/spoiler]

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    Others from Alola? Well that was new. "Thanks Jasper," she spoke to the other, giving him a grin. A familiar voice had taken the canine's attention and set her sights on Nanu. "Hey there, Nanu," Olivia greeted him, she looked at Jasper and added, "You weren't kidding, Jasper." She then chuckled to herself again, and stood up tall now. "Well, I will be staying here for a while, even if I do find a way back right away," she replied to Nanu. Well, she could also just stay here forever. That would be interesting. Tapu Kele probably wouldn't be happy, though. She would have to think about it.


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    There were lots of people joining from Alola, and Red was actually kind of curious about them. Regardless, the dilute calico approached the newcomer. "Hey there, I'm Redlipstick, one of the head paladins here. Everyone just calls me Red, though. Can I get you anything? I'd be happy to show you around, if you'd like, as well."
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.3;]"Oh, great, another Kahuna." Seriously, how many of these guys are even turning up? And more importantly, why is everyone leaving Alola? Had the universe collapsed, or some shit? Maybe, and Guzma isn't happy about it. This place makes him feel like he's on the damn archipelago, now, and that's not good, because he was outlawed. Yeah, sure, for a crime he didn't commit, but still. Outlawed. And now the people who think he's some sick-ass murderer are all turning up— it's easy to see why he's pissed. Still, Guzma's not gonna let them get under his skin. He falls into place beside Redlipstick, shutting his eyes for a moment and fixing a cocky grin to his features. He supposes being Roach is.. not possible, now. These people'll all recognise him from his accessories and behaviour. "Welcome, or whatever. There's no hope for getting back, so I guess you're just stuck here, huh?" Excellent.

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    [spoiler=———————— undisputed king of the back-alleys | updated 12/28]

    opinions ic | primary character | speech | bump threads after 2 days


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    THE DISORGANISED RELIGION OF MY HEAD / GENERAL INFO:
    GUZMA | ALIAS: "ROACH" | PREV. AUGUSTINE | NICKNAMES TBA
    Undisclosed sexuality | Not interested[?] | Sorta Polygamous | DFAB ♂
    Unknown age; adult | Unknown birthday | Undecided ageing ratio/rate
    BlizzardClan warrior | [Former] Boss of Team Skull | King of bug types.

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    AND WE'LL NEVER GET THROUGH CUSTOMS / RELATIONSHIPS:
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Single | Not really looking[?] | No current crushes or maybe crushes.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ NPC parents [orphaned + disowned by his father] | Generation one.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ No apprentice [not looking] | Only child | Bond w/ [abbr='arthropod'; cockroach, millipede, gorilla, crab, ant, mole, dragon][color=white]"Golisopod"[/abbr]; 2m tall.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Puts on a tough front; inferiority complex. Makes friends, doesn't trust.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ ⅓ PokeGayz™ [OT3: Kukui & Grunt A] | Part of the Pokésquad

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    [color=#8150e3]APPEARANCE:
    [color=white][DOMESTIC CAT] | [color=#8150e3]STATUS:
    WEAKENED [80%]
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Tall, but not lean or muscular. Unimpressive; kinda unfit and scrawny.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Black and white patterned fur; white tuft on head; grey gradient limbs.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Pale yellow eyes; white rings/streaks of fur beneath. Bitten-short tail.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Always wears a pair of crooked yellow sunglasses on his head. [color=white][CLICK]
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Also always wears a golden chain with the Team Skull logo. [color=white][CLICK]
    [color=#fff]—
    [color=#8150e3]INJURIES/ILLNESSES: Weak due to unfit lifestyle.

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    [color=#8150e3]LET'S JUST TAKE OFF AGAIN INSTEAD / PERSONALITY:

    [color=#8150e3]✩ Inspired by a slightly AU version of Guzma from Pokémon SuMo.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Both hot-tempered and incredibly laid back. A bit of a fast food junkie.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Seemingly fearless. Likely either insane, bluffing, or both. Street smart.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ A s[color=transparent][size=1px]x
    hit-talking guy with an inferiority complex. Falsely brash + confident.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Ego is seemingly through the roof, but he's a nice guy. Extremely loyal.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Hates being beaten; always needs to prove himself. Meets trials equally.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Destruction personified. King of underdogs. Supports conflict/rebellion.
    [color=#fff]—
    [color=#8150e3]DISORDERS: None that are diagnosed; hears voices, likely has depression and/or anxiety. High functioning.

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    [color=#8150e3]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER / COMBAT + INTERACTION:

    [color=#8150e3]✩ Easy-ish physical difficulty | Medium mental difficulty | Stupidly durable.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Golisopod: Extreme physical difficulty | Impenetrable mental barriers.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ Roach uses the Golisopod in battle; a Pokémon and trainer relationship.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ All nonviolent, friendly and/or peaceful actions can be powerplayed.
    [color=#8150e3]✩ To engage in combat, use [color=white]bold white, [color=black]black or [u]bold underlined.

  • [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]"Kahuna..?" Tama would resound, rather puzzled by the term, fictional brows furrowing in a bemused manner. Though, she'd briefly displace her expression of confusion with a vibrant smile, and an eager nod. "Well, welcome to the clan for now then, Olivia! Tama's sure that you will be able to keep back sometime, though Tama also thinks that it's good for you to stay and rest up for a while, too!" She didn't want to completely squander their hopes of ever returning home, as Guzma already had.. Though, Tama supposed that he was simply like that, and had somehow grown fond of his.. odd demeanour, already. "Oh, Tama Xerses, by the way!" The servaline opted to add, ensuring that she wouldn't neglect to introduce herself, properly. "Let Tama know if you need anything, alright?"


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify]Oh, it seemed that a fellow kahuna arrived. He wondered what brought her here. Was it the curiousness that led her here to dee why so many Alola residents have moved here, like it did for Ilima himself? "Ah, well greetings Olivia. I see you have found youself here as well," he said with a light tone, rather relaxed about everything. True, this place was no Alola, but it was still rather nice. Ilima wouldn't deny that he liked it here, despite only being around the clan for a day.


    //mobile



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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;]Kamari didn't know what a kauna was, and to her it seemed like everyone was just making up words. The little tabby just shook the thought away, deciding it wasn't important to dwell on. Whatever it is that they're talking about. Instead the paladin smiled toward Olivia once more, glad to welcome her as a clanmate. "Oh um, welcome to BlizzardClan, then," She mumbled softly, flicking a single ear.
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    [spoiler=info (updated 12.26)]GENERAL:
    Kamari Marie Deerling — Nicknames are Kami and Mari
    ♀ — Demisexual — Paladin (HP) of BlizzardClan
    7 Months old — Born May 5th
    Single — Not crushing
    Reincarnation of Allyson Deerling Grammaticus
    Carried her knowledge of herbs from her past life with her
    Based off Ally Dawson from Austin & Ally


    PHYSICAL: [ Reference ] | HEALTH: 100%
    A small dark brown tabby with jet black markings and stripes, white belly tail tip and paws, as well as deep brown eyes. Her fur is long in length, though she is very lithe and thin.
    — Major injuries: N/A
    — Minor injuries: N/A


    PERSONALITY:
    — MEDIATOR; INFP
    — Kind, giving, selfless, friendly
    — Awkward, insecure, bookworm
    — Creative, artistic, compassionate
    — Easily annoyed, easily scared, easily embarrassed


    [color=white]CONFRONTATION:
    Poorly skilled in combat — Prefers not to fight
    Easy difficulty — No known powers
    Attack in bold text or in any other noticeable color
    Can powerplay non-violent or peaceful actions