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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Oh, wow, a year was over already? Though, then again, it wasn't as if he had joined a year ago, anyhow. He had joined back in February, so he'd leave the reminiscing until then. However, he could say that twenty-sixteen had been.. quite the year of change, for himself, personally.. What, with finding a place to live, falling in love, trusting some more and trusting others less, and revealing secrets which he never would have possibly allowed to slip by his throat a year-prior. Perhaps, such was because Colouredclan had just been such a.. massive change, in his life, for some blatantly obvious reasons. Nighttales didn't believe that he had witnessed such a controversial change in his life until this year had eventually come along, and contorted a few prominent aspects about him. Yet, again, he'd abstain from allowing his thoughts to wander for too long. "Colouredclan, gather for a meeting!" Last meeting of the year, come to think of it.


    Anyhow, first things first, were demotions. He didn't happen to have too many, come to think of it, though the ones he still had to announce were indeed unfortunate. "Immortalfallacy and Pixel are demoted to Members." Nighttales would resound, before pausing briefly. "Now I know that Cottoncandypaw is busy for the time-being, meaning that we have no Doctor currently. But, there's no need to worry about that - I'll sort something out." Night would hum, hoping that he wouldn't set everyone off to worry by demoting their only doctor - but Pixel hadn't been around for quite some time now, so he couldn't hold of the demotion for much longer. However, he certainly did have other plans, of course. He was sure that he could sort something out.


    In the meantime, they had promotions, which would likely distract from the prior factoid. Quite a few, after all: he was feeling rather generous, and not only that, but there were quite a few newcomers whom had displayed a prominent amount of promise, as of late. "Morty, Qrow, Akutagawa, and Hewa, are promoted to Warders." He could have given some shoutouts, perhaps, but he believed that they deserved a little more than that - they all stood out for their own individual reasons, after all, and he didn't hold one characteristic above another. "Jessie and Joshua are both promoted to Bodyguards." The two had been doing rather well since their recent promotion, so Nighttales was glad to promote them to the full status of a high-position, as of now. "And at last, Euph, I'd like for you to step up as my second Lieutenant." Nighttales would add, a light grin gracing his jaws. Euphemia worked hard, after all - they always managed to contribute to the clan through events, activity, and background workings too. He was rather glad to have him as one of his second hands.


    Alright, funnily enough, that seemed to be all for this week. "Also, the Sanctuary have been communicating with us quite a bit, so if anyone would like to take random gifts over to them now and then, or set up events with them, then feel free." They were a smaller clan, perhaps, but they seemed consistent in how the seemed to interact with Colouredclan. "Activity has dropped for us lately, but I'll blame that on the holiday season for the time-being. Though, I'd certainly appreciate it if it were picked up a little, later." The serval added, though he didn't want to be particularly heavy or grim on this day in particular.


    Well, time to conclude the meeting, right? "Okay, that's all. I hope everyone has a great New Years." He'd add, a heedless grin gracing his jaws. "Oh yeah, shout out to my wife, 'cause she's cute, or something like that. " Okay, they weren't married yet - but someone told him to do this, so he was doing it. "She's the true mvp, best cook, and everyone's waifu is shit, dismissed!"


    / IGNORE THE BOTTOM BIT IT WAS A DARE


  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify] Even though she had known since her birth that Nighttales and Ruin, her parents, had never been in love - it was still strange to hear her father mention he had a wife. Or fiancée? Sarangerel wasn't exactly sure.
    "Uh...congratulations everyone." called the femme after clearing her throat, expression quizzical as the leader proclaimed everyone's waifus were shit. Luckily enough at that moment in time, Sarangerel was without a waifu.
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    Okami was perfectly fine listening to the announcements, until the latter. It came the the serval as a shock that his father said something like that. wife, so dad has another lady? Guess that's okay, hopefully they love each other! However, the sevral didn't know what a waifu was. Maybe he would ask his father afterwards, and ask him if he could meet his wife. Technically that would make her his step mom. For now the apprentice looked confused, as he looked at his father.


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    The contents of every meeting consumed the male with confusion. He wasn't one for interacting in such a big scene, or just staying in the sidelines while others got a stage. Easily jealous was an understatement, really. Regardless, he offered the smallest of smiles as he slipped into position and stared inwardly up at Nighttales before offering a flick of his tail tip. His fur was sleeked down and neat and eat despite him enjoying watching someone dear have the spotlight he couldn't help but feel .. empty. Maybe that was because he didn't have Tyler pressed against him all the time. Maybe it was because he had always been lonely. Either way, he felt sad and alone.


    As the announcements played through his melodramatic state he sat calmly on his haunches. The first of the announcements that rumbled trough the clearing had been demotions. Immortalfallacy and Pixel both of which people he'd interacted with on some level or another. A twinge of pity swelled up in the domestic's form as he nodded along. Cottoncandypaw had often been there to treat his wounds, and he was glad they simply seemed busy and not demoted altogether.


    However, the promotions contained something much more upbeat. A tiny sliver of a smile danced on his face as he huffed s breath and nodded to the leader before straightening up. Morty was a gentle soul, someone Josh had actually perceived admiration towards. He was quite glad the recent joiner had managed to. Limb the ranks with ease. Qrow and Akutagawa weren't as gentle, but he still felt a bit of pride swell up inside him for the duo. They had very much proved themselves time and time again. Of course they deserved it. The final Warder announcement made his heart bubble up a bit. Hewa had done a lot, and completely deserved it. The rest of his promotions signaled a small smile.


    He listened intently to the ending of the meeting before offering a graceful nod, yet snorting at the closing. "[b]Thank you sir. Congratulations and condolences."
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt gray; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20pt; color: snow;]Alora Seraphim-Cardinal[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -11px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: lightgrey;]GENERAL — [abbr=A wolf/collie mix, she has a pure white pelt with black-tipped, half-pricked ears; blind, pupil-less, light blue-grey eyes. Face/voice-claim is Sabrina Carpenter | NO INJURIES ★ One of her parents had the Cardinal Sin curse, therefore Alora was born with the Cardinal Sin spirit of Pride/Vanity, so she thinks rather highly of herself. She is curious and can also be a little ruthless and sadistic. Her personality is developing]PHYSICAL/MENTAL[/abbr] — [abbr=Siren Song | Discovered, Mastered 75% Conjuration | Undiscovered, Unmastered]POWERS[/abbr] — INTERACTION[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: georgia; color: lightgrey;]
    //COUGH ditto cross who dared you??
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    Alora padded up in a super short post (because her roleplayer didn't get enough sleep and is tired af) nodding aimlessly while saying monotonously "Congratulations and condolences."


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    Narration • SpeechSingsThoughts/dreamsAttacksAttack her
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    Tʜᴇʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ sᴀʏɪɴ' ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇ, ʀᴜɴ - General
    ▪ Alora Seraphim-Cardinal | Ally | Unknown previous/alternate names | Female
    ▪ Demiromantic | Heterosexual
    ▪ 4 months/moons | Spiritual Age unknown | 8/21/16 | Ages realistically
    ▪ ColouredClan | No title | Kit


    Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʀᴜɴ, ʜɪᴅᴇ - Important Facts
    ▪ Born fully blind
    ▪ Was an angel; now fallen because of pride/vanity; past life is unknown
    ▪ Loves to sing


    Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴠᴇ's ᴀ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ɢᴜɴ - Physical
    ★ Canine [birth/main] | health: 100%
    — Ally is a cross between a Rough Collie and a white timber wolf. She has snow white fur all over her body, except her half-pricked (aka "tulip") ears white have dark furred tips. She has pupil-less blue-grey eyes; she uses her other senses to focus on a specific person/thing. Her human faceclaim and voiceclaim is Sabrina Carpenter.
    major injuries: none
    [i]minor injuries: none


    [i]Nᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ғɪɢʜᴛ - Personality
    Vain/Prideful | Slightly Sadistic | Curious | Indifferent | Loyal | Developing


    Aɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴅɪᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴ' ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ sᴛᴏᴘs sᴘɪɴɴɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴀ ᴋɪss ɢᴏᴏᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ? - Powers
    Siren Song | discovered — mastered 75%
    — By incorporating this power into her singing, it makes her voice attractive, enchanting, and can entrance anyone withing earshot. Right now (@ 75%) it mostly creates the image of whatever she's singing into the mind of the listener; as she develops this power, she will be able to bend their actions, emotions, thoughts to her will (depending on mental strength).
    — Listeners have a chance of escaping the trance by catching it early, strong mental defenses, etc. Also, her unintentional mention of [Y/C] fears in the lyrics may snap them out of it depending on how much they are afraid of said fear.
    Telekinesis | undiscovered — mastered 0%
    — Can move objects/people with her mind
    — Object density/mass/weight effects her hold on said object and may not be able to lift things that are too dense/heavy until developed 100%


    Aɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴅɪᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙᴇᴀᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴛɪɴ' ᴛᴏᴏ ғᴀsᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴ' ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ? - Relationships
    ▪ Single | No crush | No "maybe" crushes | ½ [ship name]
    ▪ NPC x NPC | Adopted by Frightfur Seraphim | Gen 1 | No mentor
    ▪ Appears to be very disinterested and indifferent towards everything and everyone. Very rarely does she express her feelings and troubles, but if she's close to or someone she cares about, she'll open up (eventually).


    I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ, I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ... & I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʀᴜɴ, I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʜɪᴅᴇ - Interactions
    ▪ No training | Capable of defending self | Easy(ish) physically, easy mentally
    ▪ May run/call for help | Will fight back as best she can
    ▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
    ▪ PM me for (major) plots

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify][size=8]what's this? qrow is climbing the ranks of this.. place. what a surprise. she has no idea how high ranking a warder is, but she heavily doubts that the canine in question will be comitted. he's rather lazy, in her eyes. winter doesnt acknowledge anything else, not even the tidbit about waifus near the end of the meeting.
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    winter schnee | "win" "winnie" | female [she/her]
    npc x npc(?) | oldest out of three children
    pansexual | ½ of snowbird [qrow x winter]
    twenty months | ages at roleplayer's discretion
    traveler | currently residing in colouredclan


    PHYSICAL "this feeling that i have"
    SIBERIAN HUSKY [main/birth] | HEALTH: 100%
    — lanky, feminine, pure bred alabaster/silver siberian husky with piercing blue eyes. growth mutation causes her to have bangs, which falls toward the right side of her face, and leavss a small curled lock of hair that reaches below her chin. holds herself in a regal manner. adorns a dark blue ascot.
    injuries: none.


    PERSONALITY "is overtaking me and now i can't breathe"
    ISFJ | Contralto of Danger | Lady of War
    — reserved, "bold", regal, aloof, strict, vengeful, elegant
    — aggressive, determined, focused, dignified, lonely, scared
    — attempts to keep herself composed, but certain behavior of certain people (*koff*[i]qrow
    *koff koff*) can push her buttons. does not take failure gracefully, a "sore loser". cross her and she will * you up. not afraid to be a total *. workaholic. lawful neutral.


    CONFRONTATION "someone help me, please"
    attack in SILVER | physically extreme | mentally extreme
    underwent harsh training | taken up the task of mentoring weiss
    ridiculously durable | rarely shows mercy
    will only back down if told by a high-ranking position to
    no maim/kill | pm for capture | pm for plots/threads
    violent and nonviolent powerplay permitted
    — powers
    water elemental ★★★★★
    wind elemental ★★★★★
    super speed ★★★★★
    super strength ★★★★★
    emotion manipulation ★★★★★
    [Sup]using the water and wind elementals, winter can make a variety of shapes that are based off of grimm and/or people she has fought. these are referred to as glyphs.

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    "Congratulations, guys," Spectre said as her fiance finished listing the promotions and demotions. Lots of promotions; few demotions. And, of course, a fall in activity, which was only to be expected, with all of the holidays. However, the last part... she really hadn't been expecting that. "Wait- Ni, waifu? Wh... I... I'm not really that great," everyone's waifu is shit? She was mvp? She was starting to get a bit worried... Ni didn't say things like this at meetings. Not until now, anyway.
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  • [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]Really, truly, the alabaster femme was not expecting such a promotion, but nonetheless she was happy with it. She smiled upon hearing her name, and with her sapphire gaze bright and happy, the white-hued femme chirped, "Oh, thank you Leader Nighttales! I will not let you down, darling!" She dipped her head in thanks.


    && oooOOOHHHMY GODD TOH


  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]//i'm sobbing, damn right toh, everyone else's waifus are * dittoing cross and maura though, who dared you to create such a masterpiece? :^)


    Morty had not been too far off when the leader had called out signalling the beginning of a meeting, merely tinkering with some scrap metal that he had found with Bubo safely concealed. However, his rule obeying side compelled him to put his work aside for the time being to go and investigate about what the leader had to say this particular week. He took note of the fact that this would technically be his first meeting which was yet another factor that drew him to the slowly growing crowd of Colouredclanners. The cinnamon tabby slipped past a few of his clanmates, coming to stand besides Joshua as Nighttales began to address the crowd more formally about matters that affected them all. Throughout the demotions and such, he felt his heart falling. Immortalfallacy and Pixel were foreign names to him however he did not doubt their previous significance in Colouredclan considering the fact that until now, they were a part of the higher ranked members. Cottoncandypaw had been the first face that he had seen in Colouredclan and although they had not engaged in any proper conversations, there was still some form of sentimental value behind his minute relationship with the other being. He gave a small nod of acknowledgement at those words, still feeling mildly crestfallen after hearing such news. It was saddening, even if he did not personally know them.


    His ears twitched slightly as the leader proceeded to speak, his muscles immediately stiffening as a familiar word was flung from the servaline's tongue. 'Morty'. His name. Followed by a few others that he found to be vaguely familiar although he was not properly acquainted with them. His blood sat still in his veins as icy puddles, mind racing almost frantically as he darted from conclusion to conclusion. He had not done anything wrong, really. Nothing wrong that anyone around him would be aware of. However, he felt himself almost instantly settling from his internal panic as the other male finished speaking. Morty did his best to not breath out a sigh of relief in fear of questioning because that could be seen as an ungrateful act. Instead, a light smile blossomed wildly across his countenance as he peered up at Night with bright hazel eyes. "S-Seriously? Thank you, N-Nighttales. I-I'll do my, um, my best." he stuttered out before he proceeded to lower his head slightly, not wishing to draw much attention to himself although the announcement in itself had probably done that. It was a strange feeling, accomplishment. It was certainly something that he had not had the luxary of feeling before when he was surrounded by his old friends but he like it. It was a warm, positive emotion that left a fuzzy sense of delight in his chest.


    He settled into the rest of the words spoken, letting them sink in with a nod every so often. He cast Josh a brief little smile of congratulations, glancing around to also nod towards Jessie who was another being that he found to be familiar to him. "C-Congratulations everyone" he breathed in a friendly manner, his words loud enough for the others to hear. The news in regards to The Sanctuary brought a delicate smile to his lips. That was the place that had invited them to a meteor shower. Their leaders seemed pretty nice and the members were also quite friendly so he was sure that he would swing by at some point to drop off gifts and such. The end of the meeting was rather odd but he spared the leader by not outright laughing at it, whiskers quivering slightly in amusement.


    [spoiler=everybody seems so far away from me // 30/12/16][color=black]GENERAL
    ★ MORTY COULTER SMITH | MALE
    — real name is cinnamonskies, he hates it. will be touchy if called it
    ★ bisexual biromantic | monogamous
    ★ npc x npc | brother to sai coulter/lucien/befriendingdemons
    ★ kate marsh (windclan) is his adoptive sister
    ★ 14 months | warrior of colouredclan


    PHYSICAL
    DOMESTIC FELINE | health [84%]
    — he is a cinnamon tabby with a marbled pattern swirled onto his fur. His fur is quite fluffy and plush and he has a pair of warm hazel coloured eyes. he also has a pair of small black horns that poke out of his fur near his ears at his temples. he tends to carry around a small satchel containing some small gadgets that he messes around with. he also has a small jelly like creature with tentacles that he calls Bubo (based off the 'bubonic plague' creature)


    PERSONALITY
    ★ OVERALL: pushover
    — he is the type that many would think of as a 'pushover' for the simple fact that he tends to be quite gullible. he is very trusting and does not really know when to keep his mouth shut. he is a major nerd, especially when science fiction is involved. he is also a complete demon although he does not give in to any of his dark tendencies whilst others are around to keep friends safe.


    RELATIONSHIPS
    ★ no crush | ½ of -
    ★ does not often acknowledge romantic emotions
    ★ does not enter relationships quickly


    INTERACTION
    ★ medium physically | somewhat weak mentally
    ★ he will not start fights, he will not usually end them either
    ★ feel free to act out peaceful interactions | attack in black
    ★ based off of morty smith from rick and morty

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    He would never cease to be surprised when he ended up being promoted; there was always a nonplussed look on his face when his name was mentioned, and this was no exception. A lieutenant. It took a moment for a genial smile to appear on his face, but it did. "A - ah, thank you! I - I promise I'll do m - my best." Being promoted to such a position felt like being trusted, and trust wasn't something he intended to betray. Euphemia felt both nervous and excited in this regard - his stomach was twisting uncomfortably and his heart was racing, but he felt as though this was exhilaration as much as anxiety. He looked around for the others who had been mentioned for a moment; he didn't know any of them particularly well, with the exception of Jessie. Similarly, he wasn't overly familiar with either of the demoted. "A - and, ah, congratulations," the ivory feline continued after a moment to compose himself, offering a polite quirk of his lips. The only slightly odd announcements were those regarding Spectre - he'd never heard Nighttales say such a thing during a meeting so it was a little jarring, but he had no issues with him acknowledging his fiancée, and although it was off kilter, the compliments were pretty nice.
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: seashell; margin-top: -6px][hr]He felt like he was about to keel over, but if his incident with Jammal hadn't been able to stop him from attending meetings, then he wouldn't let sickness waylay him. The sweater-clad nurse took a seat at the back of the group, swaying for a moment before he took a seat. He knew that his illness wasn't contagious and had been self-inflicted, but he wasn't going to be taking any chances. C.C.'s tired eyes danced up to where Nighttales stood. He could see the ColouredClan leader's mouth moving, but there was a brief pause before his words hit his ears. He felt like he was underwater. From his hazey state, the boy processed that there had been two demotions: Pixel and Immy. A twinge of pain pricked his heart at the mention of the latter, the image of the small child clutching Hatari as her heart failed her. C.C. had never felt as helpless as he had in that moment. As for Pixel, a streak of panic raced through him. With her demotion, that left him as the only member of the medical team, didn't it? He was on the verge of hyperventilating when he heard his own name leave Nighttales's mouth. Yes, the boy would be in and out for a bit. Life had happened and taking some time to deal with it was required. He would still be around, however, but not like he had before until everything settled down. He nodded his head, letting the leader's eyes soothe his guilt and fear. There was a plan — of course there was a plan — and his clan would be safe until he got his feet beneath him again. All he had to do was breathe.


    The rest of the meeting passed in a blur. Some part of his brain must have processed the promotions because he called out a soft, "Congratulations," before sitting in a haze for the last part of the meeting. Whatever Nighttales had said confused his sick mind, but he didn't bother trying to understand it. Instead, he smiles blithely and nodded his head.


    [spoiler=tags, 12/25/16]general:
    cottoncandypaw "c.c." aeternum | male
    homosexual | crushing on elvis | ½ candis
    nurse of colouredclan [hp] | greymatter x blindfold | seven months | ages on the 29th of every month
    mentored by frightfur | domestic feline | ghoul


    physical:
    • bronze egyptian mau, ref
    • warm brown eyes - usually pastel pink due to color manipulation
    • slender and tall
    • "J" carved into left flank
    • Underweight due to food deprivation
    • Wears a sweater to hide his body


    powers:
    • eye color manipulation [uncontrollable]
    • super speed [uncontrollable]
    • super strength [uncontrollable]
    • super senses [uncontrollable]


    injuries:
    • currently very sick


    personality:
    introverted | thoughful | righteous | anxious | conscientious | hero wannabe
    precious cinnamon roll | too good | too pure


    confrontation:
    • easy physically | medium mentally | hard when in ghoul mode
    • clumsy — tries his best — not aggressive
    • attack in italic lightpink
    • can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions[/spoiler][/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe #cottoncandyaeternum [/size]

  • [fancypost bgcolor=#; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-bottom: -15px; line-height: 130%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: #FFFFFF;][fancypost bgcolor=#; border: 0px; width: 400px; line-height: 85%; font-size: 30pt; color: #95E79F;][glow=#FFFFFF,2,300]“PLANISPHERE”[/glow][/fancypost]
    [glow=#95E79F,2,300]NEVER SEEM TO REACH TWINKLE CAN’T RELY ON A MIRACLE[/glow][/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=#; border-top: 2px solid #95E79F; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 2px solid #95E79F; width: 400px; line-height: 180%; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt;]When it came to attending meetings Papika's presence was a bit of a hit or miss. It wasn't that she blatantly didn't want to go, just that sometimes she became so distracted that she forgot. However, seeing that she had completely missed out on the announcements from last week the little kitsune made sure she wasn't late today, picking a seat next to Spectre before her nii-chan started to speak. The demotions came as a bit of a surprise but then again the child didn't really understand that one's activeness within the Clan's community made such a difference. She was naturally out and about, after all, and so happened to be there to greet joiners and the like. Of course that didn't mean all of her contributions were on accident or something, just that she didn't always realize that what she did was necessarily helpful.


    As was typical of everything gathering the demotions were followed closely by the promotions. Papika recognized every name listed off, her smile growing wider and wider as each person was given their new roles. Hearing Josh being mentioned made her particularly happy but when she heard the next part the vulpine could hardly contain her excitement. "And at last, Euph, I'd like for you to step up as my second Lieutenant." "YAY, GO EUPHIE!" she exclaimed enthusiastically, bouncing up and down to show off her pure happiness. "Good job, everyone! You did it!" Her outburst was certainly loud but it didn't last forever, the child quickly settling down once more so she could finish listening.


    The last part of the meeting was a bit confusing at first. What was a year and why were they having a new one? However, considering the Nighttales referred to it as a happy thing that meant it was good. With that in mind she decided not to worry about the concept for now, instead diverting her focus towards what was said next. Wife and waifu were also words she didn't really know but the second her nii-chan's fiancée spoke up they became rather clear. "Yaaay, Spec! You're the best waifu ever!" the young Blackblood said with a vibrant grin, offering the other kitsune a quick nuzzle before running off to play again.


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]he... was promoted. he. qrow. the goddamn drunk uncle. he would complain, he really would, but that wouldn't exactly be the best thing to show to colouredclan now would it? the german shepherd placed himself near others as he heard the rest of the announcements, still wondering how he got promoted to warder. did nighttales bust into his alcohol stash? oh that sneaky leader. he didn't say anything to his promotion, other than a curt nod and a smirk aimed right at winter.


    [ wheeze nIGHTTALES CHILL MAN ]



    [size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe[/size]

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 10pt arial; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Tara appeared at the meeting next, most of the names being unfamiliar to the amnesic girl. She smiled as she heard people yelling out congratulations, eyes shifting about the crowd. She nodded her head to show she understood before leaving.
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  • [size=8]With a lick of his nose, the mutt approached, not expecting much. However, his eyebrows rose slightly in surprise as he found out he was promoted. Well, he would have to work hard to maintain his ranking. "Thanks." He said.


    [spoiler=INFORMATION TAGS]
    [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

  • [justify][fancypost borderwidth= 0px; font-size:11px]immortal hadn't acknowledged that he had ever been promoted to warder so when nighttales had announced him demoted, he was still confused as ever. all he knew was that he had been field medic, but then afterward, things went downhill. to think of it, nighttales had yet to respond to his place in colouredclan. now, after reading the lips of the serval, he felt ... awful. awfully useless. no, not really useless. more of a feeling of ... disappointment? the kit didn't know what that word was, but it was definitely not a happy, positive one. he needed answers now, desperately. where was yuri, frightfur, lucien, hatari? the people he needed the most, they were not here now. maybe he could try talking to night one more time. one more time .... before he would go crazy feeling this strange feeling.

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    Demotions and promotions seemed to be short this saturday. Generally, the whole meeting was short and Gideon never realized how nice it was. The Captain swiftly took a seat beside Tara, completely unaware of the damage on her memory. He had been slacking in attendance, after all. He offered her a smile and listened attentively to the rest of the announcement, catching the gist of it. Newbies (or at least, newbies to him) had been promoted to warders. That was nice, he was glad they were doing a good job in their work (otherwise he'd give them a stern talking to! But of course, he was only joking.) "Congratulations," he would squawk to them, however not offering condolences to those demoted on account of knowing they'd probably be around some time shortly.




    The peafowl would let an excited squeal run through his mind, much like an excited 11 year old girl who just met her biggest hollywood crush, at the mentioning of Euph's promotion to second-in-command. He had earned it hard, after all, and it was more than well deserved. "Woooo! Congrats bud," clapped Gideon, seeking his friend out through the audience. He was pretty much proud.




    Close allies; events were needed to be planned. There was no doubt that a few he had in mind would jump for the task, if they hadn't already. He would, but, pixie sucks right now. Eh. Anyway, as far as activity went, Gideon and his roleplayer could both agree that they couldn't wait until the holidays were over so they could go back to their regular schedule. Now that the rambling was over, he took a moment to appreciate the last portion of the announcements. The words were spoken like a true man in love and put in no words better than what Night could come up with. F#ck yeah. "Word."
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]spaceparty had arrived, mostly just because it was a courtesy thing and she respected nighttales. the former human and timeless being gave a nod of acknowledgement, "congrats and condolences."
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    [size=6pt][abbr=spaceparty . colouredclan . member . non-binary . domestic feline with orange and white tabby fur and glowing green eyes, wears either a red or light green hoodie, has self-inflicted scars on forearms . intp - chaotic neutral . drug user - usually high or tripping on something .]information[/abbr] - powers - [abbr=difficulty: extreme . no capture, no kill, no maim . can powerplay non-violent actions, such as hugs . pm for plots .]battle tags[/abbr][/size]

  • [align=center][font=georgia][size=30pt]YURI MUZIKANT[/size]
    information [abbr=address with name in #a94c80, lucidreverie x charcoal, no mate/crush, offspring (full list of offspring on bio): damiano muzikant] interaction[/abbr] [abbr=telepathy, ability to glow (eyes glow a bright light pick color when angry or when experiencing an intense emotion. he goes 'berserk' and into a fit of uncontrollable fury and rage or intensely tries to accomplish a goal/motive), manipulation of scents, invisibility, shape shifting (bodies are under 'BODIES' category), project and manipulate emotions, the sight, absorbing spirits to gain 9 lives (3/9), conjuration, teleportation, sound wave manipulation, super senses, elemental powers, telekinesis] powers [/abbr] [abbr=FORM #1: birth body; Turkish angora domestic feline; cream tomcat with dark black tabby markings and vibrant fuchsia colored eyes; fuchsia and black butterfly wings . reference in mobile tags below . FORM #2: bipedal & mutated angora domestic feline; long & plush pelt; light purple-grey tom with darker purple stripes; white tipped ears, forepaws, tail, & white muzzle marking; has dark fuchsia-pink eyebrows; vibrant fuchsia colored eyes; walks upright most of the time but moves on four legs when acting quickly; mutated to have opposable thumbs & skeletal structure that allows humanoid-like movement; reference in mobile tags below~]bodies/forms [/abbr] #fusionbtch


    [fancypost bgcolor=#e1a2dc; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#a94c80, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][color=#ffe6f4][font=arial][size=9pt]Yuri quirked an eyebrow at the final ‘announcement’. It was random and awkward. Nighttales’ wife? Huh, Yuri didn’t like the woman. Spectre had fallen out of his favor and happened to end up on his shit list. It wasn’t such a bad thing as many names were achieved on that imaginary piece of paper. He noted the few demotions made. ColouredClan no longer had a medic and Immortalfallacy was demoted too. Yuri hoped the deaf kid was still around because he generally enjoyed the guy. Maybe it was because he didn’t talk? Whatever it was, Yuri could find some attachment and warmth to feel towards the white kitten.


    Most of the promotions Yuri was unfamiliar with. He didn’t know many of the new creatures of the clan, but he was in no rush to learn of them. He’d continue with his duties and meet the ones that showed themselves to be worth it. He offered no spoken congratulations or condolences for any of the members- as usual. Euphemia’s promotion was likely rightfully earned but it rubbed the bipedal the wrong way. He had already been surpassed by Frightfur and now this stuttering boy. Yuri with his ego thought he was much better and it was an upset to see the place as lieu not go to him. Perhaps he was less trusted somehow.. Whatever the reason he assured himself it was not his fault. It was easy to slip back into the doubt and detestation of Nighttales.


    He noted the news about the Sanctuary, an ally he had mostly forgotten. Apparently they were being extra friendly with ColouredClan as of late. With everything said Yuri began to step away and exit the meeting. As he filed out he made a deliberate attempt to walk past were Euphemia was seated. ”Congratulations..Euphemia,” he cooed in a voice harboring hidden aggression. It was a petty and passive aggressive attempt to show his displeasure, but the other male was a clanmate and so Yuri could do little to him. Intimidating his peers was what he could just barely get away with.




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    [font=georgia][size=8][color=transparent] #fusionbtch[/size]


  • [align=center][size=3][font=segoe ui light]oh, I want to come near and give ya every part of me[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid black; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; border-bottom: 1px solid white; font-family: georgia; color: lightskyblue; margin-top: -11px; font-size: 11pt; width: 389px]▫ but there's BLOOD on my hands and my lips aren't CLEAN ▫[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=9pt]
    Frightfur Seraphim simply never showed up to the meeting. Not in person. The little spirit was elsewhere listening in via supersenses when he heard all of Nighttales's announcements.


    What hit him hardest was that nearly all the medics he'd promoted were gone. He emitted a rough sigh and moved on. It wasn't like people would begin biting the dust left and right due to the shortage of medics... right? Whatever. He'd save their lives if it came down to a stressful situation.


    The promotions were a hit or miss for the bionic soldier. He either knew who the name applied to or he was grasping at straws as to what so-and-so's face looked like. He was happy to hear new Colouredclanners were joining their ranks, regardless of who they were or if he knew them personally.


    Fright snickered from his placement away from the meeting place as he spied when Nighttales spoke anything about Spectre at all. [i]Glad you're happy with ya wife... But, hey, don't rub it in, now! then, at long last and as if it were a careless afterthought, his telepathic message swept the crowd again with, Amazing job, y'all! Congrats to all those promoed!