the game is afoot | open + joining

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    Torch yawned, recounting what had sent him here - he'd always been nomadic, but he had grown weary. Too weary. Joining a clan was the best option for him, and he knew it. The impatient kelpie rolled his eyes, looking around once more.




    "Is there anyone there?" he said. He wasn't scared, he just wanted to know. He hated people watching him when he didn't know they were... which wasn't a lot of the time. His one good eye was remarkably good at observing people. "I'm Torchwood. Here to join," Torch added on. Yeah, he may call himself Torch, but he wasn't ready for a bunch of strangers to call him that. That was reserved for people who he trusted.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Kate arrived, tilting her head slightly to the side at the strange in curiousity. "I'm here!" she announces as if it wasint obvious enough already. "Itsth nice to meet you, Torchwood. I'm Kate!" she greets with a smile. Since she was still such a new member to Shadowclan, she was unsure whether or not she had the authority to say whether or not someone could join, so she'd avoid saying it herself. She was certain others would come along anyways.
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify][size=8]"ah, welcome!" you add, unknowingly hinting at kate's own question about joining. auto-acceptance seems to be the one thing all of the clans have in common. "im frisk," and then you press against kate, shooting the latest arrival a crooked grin.

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    [spoiler=AND I'M THE ONE WITH THE LIGHTER / ✦ / 1/1][size=8]GENERAL EVERY INCH OF ME IS CHARRED
    frisk | born female | nonbinary [they/them]
    single | ½ of charisk | soul bond with gordon [undiscovered]
    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
    fear of water [intense]; fear of being touched [mild]
    selective mutism | knows and uses sign language often [ "SIGNING" ]
    schizophrenic | primarily medicated with xanax
    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 GOD WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HEART
    GERMAN SHEPHERD [main/current] | HEALTH: 13%
    — 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. given an aching, bruised jaw from duncan.


    PERSONALITY I'M ABOUT TO FALL APART
    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 AGAIN, AGAIN
    attack in #F7E0B1 | physically medium | mentally super easy
    formerly trained by sans and holydove
    studies medicine | knows some self defense
    will show mercy | dodges most attacks, roleplayer is using a randomizer
    might run if challenged | [i]rarely
    fights back
    no kill/maim/capture | pm for plots/threads
    violent and nonviolent powerplay permitted
    — powers flowerprints, the sight, time travel

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    "What should I know?" he asked both of them, looking between them, before narrowing his eyes to inspect them further. Torch had been a self-styled "consulting detective" when he had been younger, and was used to examining people.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Kate blinked, furrowing imaginary eyebrows at this comment. It was actually an understandable remark to be made, since it did make sense. It was dangerous to auto-accept anyone who walked in asking to join-- but at the same rate, there wasint really much other way to insure the safety of a clan. How was one supposed to know whether someone was a threat or not? Either way, Torchwood's comment made the small canine rather uncomfortable, causing her to step back slightly and stand closer to Frisk, letting them answer his question since she was still so new herself and was still learning the ropes around here.
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    [color=#94B7BF]Finch trotted forwards, flicking an oddly large ear. "What you should know? Our leader is Sango. She's pretty nice. We are at war with the Cartel - they're like the Exiles but two times as bad. We are an anticlan - that means we torture and capture and we don't show mercy. I hope there's no problem with that - we've been having issues with people not liking the whole anti-clan thing. We do not, however, torture or capture enemies under six moons old." she meowed, a smile gracing her lips. She was glad she could be of help. "Oh! And I'm Finch Harbringer."


    [spoiler=tags dec. 31][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; width:400px; border:0px dotted white; text-align: justify; padding:20px;][font=times new roman][color=white]Finch
    "a little fall of ran can hardly hurt me now"
    [color=#94B7BF]gallery


    [color=white]appearance
    finch is a domestic shorthair. she is solid white, with stunning blue eyes. she has oddly large ears, as well as oddly short legs, and is sometimes self conscious of them.


    personality
    finch is socially awkward, having grown up mostly alone. she always introduces herself by her first name, making sure to clarify that while her name is finch, she is not a bird. she is friendly and approachable, however. she is intelligent when it comes to strategy and ideas, and is tactical in her actions.


    basics
    female || heterosexual || she/her || single || interested in none || 8 moons || shadowclan || warrior || carries last name harbringer || valentine harbringer x happypill grimm


    important events/information
    recently tortured by Hawkmoon


    statistics
    health 65%
    mentality 95%

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    Sinbad showed up too. Joiners were pretty common, which was a really good thing. The fox decided to try and be there for the majority to introduce himself and help them feel welcome because he greatly appreciated those that did that for him a few days ago. "Dittoing what Finch said. Welcome, anyways, I'm Sinbad! You can call me Sin if you want to, though." Sinbad said all of this in a low, charming voice, which he guessed would probably not be to Torchwoods liking, but it was his voice; he couldn't change it, ha.




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    Maria herself hadn't been apart of Shadowclan for but a few days. Therefore, she would have been rather useless in providing the newcomer with information. Nonetheless, upon hearing voices, she wondered towards the source. From what she could hear, there were four or five people present, and among them was a joiner. She paused beside no one in particular, and offered a soft smile as she glanced around somewhat awkwardly, hoping that she would happen to look towards the newcomer at least once. "Welcome to Shadowclan," She stated.
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    It was a small little kit that replied next, informing him of allies and enemies and who the hell the leader was. Torch nodded. "Thanks, kid," he hummed. Despite his reckless and obstinate nature, he would be respectful to those who treated him well. After all, he was here to make [i]friends

    , was he not?




    Next, Sinbad and Pinky. Torch greeted them with eagerness, introducing himself as Torchwood yet again. He never mentioned his shortened name - if they knew that he didn't like strangers using it, they would do it just to annoy him. There was another person that arrived, simply welcoming him without introducing themselves. Torch narrowed his eyes. "And who might you be?" he asked.
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    Maria simply sat idle as the newcomer replied to the other voices before yet another voice introduced themselves. Her ear flicked, repeating the names silently whilst attempting to associate voices with each of them. However, when the newcomer spoke again, asking of a name, she was unsure at first of who he might be talking to. However, when no other voice spoke and she felt eyes upon her, the feline's ears reddened with embarrassment. "Oh, my apologies. I didn't realize you were speaking to me. My name is Maria, Maria Rae Fleur, if it means anything. Pleasure to meet you. . . uh, I didn't quite catch your name," She replied, her tone rising a bit at the end and her head tilting as though to indicate that she were asking him an inquiry.
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    Torchwood, huh? A nice name. "Welcome to ShadowClan. I'm Lithiumkisses Praelium, but everyone just calls me Lithi."
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    He first turned to the cub, who said that they were alike. His one good eye narrowed, although not in a bad way. More curious than anything. "Well, maybe we can be friends of some sort," he suggested honestly. What, the cub couldn't have been older than 3, 4 moons? It would be nice to have a friend here, and maybe he could even teach her about time travel. No. No. His imagination was running off now. Hell, that was never going to happen.




    Instead, he looked towards Lithium. That was a hella long name. "I can see why they shorten it," he said gruffly, although a smirk spread across his face.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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