What'd we miss?{Open, mass join}

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: playbill; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:; margin-top: -15px;]The frist of the six to arrive was a serval bearing a silver ruby crown, similar styled gauntlets protecting her wrists. Her fur looked smooth and silky, shining ever so slightly in the faint rays of sun. She looked like she'd been eating nothing but fish for the past two years, which wasn't far from the truth really. Her name had once been Redkit, Redpaw and now she went by the name of Redqueen. Her siblings were named similarly and she acted the oldest out of all of them, waiting for them to arrive as well.


    'Damn it took a long time to find this place, so many people gave us false information.' Red thought, sitting down with a high standing posture. As much as she was queenly, she knew that she was not the leader here and may well never have the title. Yet that would not discourage her from acting as she always had, with a little more restraint now that is. Now to wait for her siblings to get themselves up here.


    /Do not post until all of us are here, please and thank you!


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    Track - welcome to ShadowClan :)


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    [spoiler=I'M A NEW SOUL / ✦ / 12/29][size=8]GENERAL "i came to this strange world"
    frisk | born female | nonbinary [they/them]
    single | kinkshamer | soul bond with gordon [undiscovered, faint]
    npc x npc | adopted by imperiousdevotions
    considers artpop and sans their parents | uses the donatella surname
    physically a child | mentally a child | CREATION DATE: 12/5/15
    selective mutism | knows and uses sign language often [ "SIGNING" ]
    schizophrenic | primarily medicated with xanax
    fear of water [intense]; fear of being alone [intense]; fear of pain [intense]
    fear of being touched [developing]; fear of being rejected [developing]
    shadowclan | [abbr=phantomclan poltergeist (HP), shadowclan vanguard (HP), remnant initiate (sHP), windclan honorguard (HP), windclan head medic (HP)]hover[/abbr] for past ranks/positions | trailblazer title
    loyal to [u]people
    , not groups
    — last saving point
    kate marsh's room


    PHYSICAL "hoping i could learn a bit about how to give and take"
    GERMAN SHEPHERD [main/current] | HEALTH: 23%
    — lithe, fuzzy cinnamon brown shepherd puppy. baby chub, kinda plump. golden flowers line left cheek, briefly lurk inside the left side of jaw, and trail down to collarbone. pale yellow glowing eyes (usually closed). packs boiling, blistering body heat, like a severe fever. purple and pink striped turtleneck sweater. SOUL manifests and pushes out of their chest when they are in danger/under attack. [X]
    injuries: scar along neck, shielded by flowers. severe wound on the left side of head, bandaged up. soul is weak, so they are weak. terribly paranoid atm.


    PERSONALITY "but since i came here, i've felt the joy and the fear"
    INFP | All Loving Hero | The Determinator | The Cutie
    — determined, quiet, altruistic, escapist, sarcastic, protective, self-deprecating
    — friendly, peaceful, anxious, lonely, impressionable, merciful, openminded
    — will not fight, will not kill, will not harm another creature. even if that means they must die and die and die again, continually reanimating and trying once more, they will do it. mercy is the only option they'll allow. they won't necessarily always stop people from attacking others, but they won't partake in it themself. they place others before themself at all times, can often seem like a pushover. loving, affectionate demeanour, total cuddle buddy. likes giving gifts. uses their cute appearance to their advantage, but not cruelly so. not manipulative. mostly nice. true neutral.


    CONFRONTATION "finding myself making every possible mistake"
    attack in #F7E0B1 | physically medium | mentally super easy
    formerly trained by sans and holydove
    studies medicine | knows some self defense | will show mercy
    might run if challenged | [i]rarely
    fights back
    no kill/maim/capture | pm for plots/threads
    violent and nonviolent powerplay permitted
    — powers
    flowerprints ✦✦✦✦✦
    time travel ✦✦✧✧✧
    shapeshifting ✦✧✧✧✧
    the sight ✧✧✧✧✧
    [Sup]the sight subconsciously blocks bad interactions/memories
    doesn't understand the ability to SAVE and LOAD
    RESETS do not work

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    Alejandro had caught a whiff of something unfamiliar and instinctively set pace towards it. Holding back his full intent and keeping a more cautious vibe about him. Hobbling down past the trees and closer to the outskirts. The Bengal finally spotted the serval. She didn't seem threatening or obtrusive though there was something that threw him a bit off. Like she wasn't waiting for him but something else. If her occasional glances back were anything to go by. Gradually he made his way down until he stood in front of the other. Quietly examining the stranger before finally asking. "Name and business for being at Shadowclan's border?"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: playbill; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:; margin-top: -15px;]The serval turned to the bengal with a sigh. "I am Redqueen, my siblings and I are here to join. There are six of us in total, we're looking for our father Dracula Harbringer." She explained, her tail curling around her paws. They were supposed to be here, but no they were late and she had to deal with this by herself. "My good sir, since I have given you my name might you give me yours as well?" The female inquired, tilting her head to the side. Her crown stayed in place for the most part, sliding ever so slightly to the left.




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    Who does she think she is? A real queen? Calling Alejandro "my good sir." Nobody around here says that and doubted anyone else would. It cause the German to sniff quietly as he padded after the oddly colored tiger, blue eyes scanning the spotted female with a calculative gaze. There were siblings that were supposed to be with her already? Sad. If he went to any place Felix would always insist on coming with. Family through blood will never be as strong as if it were by choice. The blonde kelpie stood to the side of the other ShadowClanner, blinking a few times after giving Redqueen a quick evaluation from earlier. A glance was sent in Al's way, not answering for him, and rolled his shoulders when gazing up at the sky. "I'm sure your dad will be here soon. Name's Wolfgang." The German brought his head back down to stare at the serval. "And I don't do nicknames." So long as she didn't attempt then things would be fine for now.
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    [spoiler=updated jan. 1][color=khaki]general
    ♌ wolfgang bogdanow
    ♌ only allows his best friend felix to call him "wolfy/wolfie"; will allow his cluster calling him "wolf" but will not if it's anyone else
    ♌ basically don't give him a nickname. don't do it
    ♌ wolfy/wolfie is an alias, but still, don't call him that
    ♌ amab; identifies as male
    ♌ twenty-eight months old
    ♌ german locksmith and safecracker
    ♌ travelling loner that currently in shadowclan, deerclan, and the sanctuary
    ♌ sexually liberated european boi of the sensate™


    [color=khaki]important facts
    ♌ has a telepathic bond between the other seven sensates ( will, kala, nomi, riley, lito, sun, and capheus )
    ♌ knows how to fight and will fuck you up
    ♌ completely fearless; come at him if you dare
    ♌ speaks fluent german ( note that roleplayer does not and gets a german friend to do that stuff )
    ♌ might seem like a cold hearted killer but is a really a smol that needs to be protected
    ♌ will steal your stuff if it's worth a lot
    ♌ has a german accent, but it's not very prominent


    [color=khaki]relationships
    ♌ ⅛ august 8 cluster
    ♌ ½ partners in crime with felix
    ♌ best friends and brother by choice with felix; mess with felix and you'll be sorry
    ♌ panromantic pansexual
    ♌ fine with polyamory
    ♌ will not hesitate to flirt with anyone he finds attractive
    ♌ bitter and hopeless interest in kala
    ♌ single booty that is definitely up for a quick fuck or one-night stands


    [color=khaki]bodies
    ♌ blond australian kelpie | health: 94% [current]
    -- wolfgang is a well-built canine from first glance. with living the life of a thief and safecracker, he's been through many fights within his life span. he's able to tolerate punches to a certain extend, mainly because he plans on getting hurt with a plan of being the last one standing in the end. unlike his human self, the body that he inhabits is a regular blonde instead of the dirty blonde hair color. this is fine with him and doesn't really care too much about it. upon facial features that are usually cool or stoic are observant blue eyes that take everything into detail to aid in in figuring out his surroundings and situation.


    [color=khaki]abilities
    ♌ shapeshifting - undiscovered
    tba


    [color=khaki]links
    plotting
    ♌ biography
    ♌ heart chart / opinions

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; font-size:14px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height: auto; margin-top: -6px; color: #C4DDDA;][sub]When Wolfgang stood beside him he sensed the canines obvious dislike for the other. Catching the brief look and holding it with a small shrug. This surprisingly wasn't the first time he encountered a character like this one. Except he'd been named King Ezekiel and demanded that Al let his family take lay there. Well it hadn't gone over very smoothly and Mr.Ezekiel had certainly not gotten his way. Though this Redqueen wasn't rude nor was she aggressive so he could tolerate this. Even if her crown and her name screamed 'pampered' Who was he to judge? What threw him for another loop is that she had six siblings on the way. That was certainly... Quite the bunch. Well he'd been quiet long enough. "Well welcome to Shadowclan then, and when your siblings arrive they are welcome as well." It was an odd situation but unless the rules had changed during his dirt nap. Al doubted there was anything wrong to accepting them in absence. "As Wolfgang stated. Your father will probably come around, but I personally have not seen him. Oh, and my name is Alejandro."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: playbill; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:; margin-top: -15px;]"I thank you both for the welcome and I'll remember that Wolfgang. Though I hope you both have not judged a book by it's cover." She had no spite in her voice, yet was not overly sweet about her statements either. Her voice was neutral, yet she could feel the dislike of probably her name and crown both from the of the males. It was then she decided one of them had to go and considering she had already introduced herself, she decided it would be her crown. The accessory would dissapear, being replaced by a simple ruby pendant around her neck.She smiled at them, before speaking once more. "I'll wait here for my family, It hasn't been too long so perhaps they stopped for food when I was a little out of it."




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    "True enough," a new voice hissed, rough and dangerous. With Bane, you almost always knew what you were getting, and her voice was no exception. Her sister's statement wasn't true in her case, not at all, but she preferred to let them think that. Much better than the alternative, letting them in only to have them give away your secrets, to destroy your hope and expectations that maybe, just maybe, this time might be better. Though the reason for her lateness wasn't a particularly big secret, giving one away usually led to an avalanche of others, spilling out from her maw before she could even gather the strength to stop them.
    The serval had melted out of the shadows that this place was named for, apparently, quickly trotting up to join the other. She had wondered if this was really necessary, if coming to find their father would be as good as some of the others believed it would. He hadn't really cared for them much, and Bane hadn't much cared about him either. Once she'd understood that the siblings' parents hadn't even wanted them, not really, she had decided she'd be better off on her own. Even with her brothers and sisters she was distant, aloof, never willing to give her heart to any of them just in case they broke it as well. Sure, she trusted them with some things, but not all.
    "Sorry I'm late," she murmured to Redqueen, gaze lifting to scan the crowd that had gathered. How many here would tear her emotions, dreams, hopes apart, if they only had the chance? Willingly or not, she was sure many would, and she couldn't allow any possibility of that. "Bandersnatch," she called out to the group, bowing her head a little. Unlike her sister, she wore no adornments, save two. A couple thorns, pierced right through her ear like humans' studded earrings. These were only her newest--plant material didn't last all that long, but it wasn't hard to get new ones. "Nice to meet you all."
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    A band of servals should have been a red flag on its own, to be honest, but it was the name Redqueen that initially caught his attention. The duskreacher's ears were pricked as he made his way over, his expression one of mild curiosity, though it instantly morphed into one of shock upon hearing his own name uttered by the girl.


    "We're looking for our father, Dracula Harbringer."


    Holy shit. What the fuck? For a good minute, all he could do was stare foolishly at Redqueen and Bandersnatch, incredulous. They were still alive? "Holy fuck…" he muttered, and only then did he realize that he was unrecognizable to them; he had been a typical serval during their childhood, the usual golden brown. Not much had changed, frankly, aside from the fact that he was completely black now. Hell, this hadn't even been his body to begin with; he'd "borrowed" it from Kelseylace's brother, though the guy seemed to have disappeared, so he supposed it was officially his now.


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    "I'm Dracula," he finally declared, unable to wipe the look of astonishment off his face. "What're you guys doing here? How'd you find me?" Why did they even come? It wasn't as though they'd liked him back then. What had changed? What would Kelseylace say? Did he even want them here?



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: playbill; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:; margin-top: -15px;]"A lot of fucking bullshit that's how. Do you know how many people I had to kill to actually get information on Shadowclan?" She snapped turning to her father, his appearance surprised her but she was a little too ticked to show it. "First we get told your living in this jungle up yonder and when we get there it's torn to shreds, god we thought you were dead. Three more tries later and we end up here." Now her voice held venom, her eyes shining with abhorrence like they once had long ago. It had taken much convincing to get her brother to come with considering the fight but in th end they dragged him along as well.



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