I DETEST SAD ENDINGS — S/HP MEETING

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  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Sweetophelia was calling for another private semi-high position/high position meeting again. The BlizzardClan leader certainly had no plans to conduct any private meetings on a weekly or a biweekly basis, but instead would call for them whenever the need arose. Right now, Sweetophelia was interested in soliciting the opinions of her high positions for a few certain moves she planned to make, and she was also curious to see who was paying attention to their duties and the expectations of their ranks.
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  • [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]The young Angora cat padded in, his pawsteps hesitant and careful. He had never been to one of these, so he would have liked to come here after another high position already appeared, but he figured he should come now, if he waited, he'd forget all about it and run off to the deepest parts of the territory looking for stone and leather. "Present!" Germanicus huffed, sitting down and curling his tail around his body as he waited for the others to come in to this private meeting would start.


    [center][spoiler=tags — updated 09 february][align=justify][size=8]★ I THINK THAT CHEST MIGHT BE HEAVY FROM THAT CROSS ON YOUR NECK
    germanicus “german” | combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | ambassador to riverclan
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous | single
    five months old (spiritually 4 years | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4 | knights of eden heritage

    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    DOMESTIC FELINE | turkish angora | injuries: n/a
    a black smoke with a visible mackerel tabby pattern, semi-long fur, and pale blue eyes. front paws are white up to the end of toes, hind paws are white all the way up to ankles, and has a large white marking on chest and throat area. masculine and sturdy build. thick fur gives him a sort of scruffy appearance.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck
    SEARCHING FOR ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE
    non-violent actions can be powerplayed on him | attack with '@'
    aggressive | usually avoids starting fights, will finish them or retaliate
    physically inexperienced | mentally inexperienced
    shapeshifting ability: undiscovered, not mastered
    no current weapons
    always open for most plots

    ★ YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHERE YOUR BODY LETS YOU GO

    reincarnation of former thunderclan leader deutschland schmidt
    first language german | second language english | illiterate
    enjoys collecting artifacts | developing craftsman in metal and leather
    socially reserved | studious | polite

  • [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=times new roman][align=justify]The speckled vice-leader was next to arrive, slim head raised high as he peered into the den. Another private meeting? It seemed they had a lot of them. Not that it bothered him. On the contrary - he was quite willing to attend, seeing as there was always interesting and vital infortmation and opinions voiced. Not only that, it was his duty. He ambled in and seated himself beside Germanicus, offering the little Combatant a smile before turning to Sweetophelia, dipping his head in greeting. What would they be discussing today?


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    She wasn't late this time, which was good. She had been far to late to the last meeting. It was still weird going to these. "I'm here," she stated, twisting her neck in a stretch, as she took a seat slightly off to the side as she dipped her head in greeting into her mentor, not really knowing the other two.



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  • Wisteria happened to be there on time as well. Her tail twitched a bit of delight as she took hold of this fact, finding a seat near Germanicus. There was obviously enough room to sit, well, anywhere. But the medic trainee preferred to not take tbat much space and find a spot where she can be comfortable from the start. And, right now, that spot happened to be next to German. She offered the black and white tom a smile, ears angling towards Sweet. She only nodded her head in a greeting to the other, finding the repition of a greeting to be quite annoying.


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  • He remembered meetings like this from Tama's time, but this would be his first one under Sweet. The snow leopard made his way inside and instead of taking a seat at the back, he actually placed himself with the others. He surprised himself more every day, it seemed. Nodding towards the others in greeting, Storm wold remain silent, patiently waiting for the meeting to start.

  • [center][fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 375px;][font=andale mono][align=justify]Riddler trotted over, quietly taking a seat beside Pierce, ready to wait patiently for the meeting to continue.


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    [spoiler=tags]GENERAL
    -Riddlersgame Nygma
    -Male
    -Domestic tabby
    -Bisexual
    -Paladin
    -Taken
    PHYSICAL
    -Tall, skinny brown tabby with white paws and a small smudge of white on his chest. His eyes are green/brown and he wears rectangular black glasses.
    PERSONALITY
    -Intelligent
    -Odd
    -Awkward
    -Loyal
    -Friendly
    -Polite
    -Obsessive
    -Compulsive
    -Unpredictable
    -Unstable
    INTERACTION
    -Hard physically
    -Currently medium mentally, due to mental issues
    -Attack in #00FF00
    -No maim or kill
    -Can powerplay peaceful/nonviolent actions
    RELATIONSHIPS
    -½ of Swiddler
    -Mentoring Pierce
    OTHER
    -Mentally unstable
    -Split personality disorder/Schizophrenia results in Ed, a 'darker' version of Riddler - Ed gives him bad ideas, speaks in his head, and occasionally manifests as a hallucination.

  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"Firstly, I wanted to remind you all that you are free to post in open threads in the leader's den," Sweetophelia meowed, looking over at the gathered high positions. Germanicus, Pierce, Mikasa, Wisteria, Storm, and Riddlersgame. Six out of the twelve high positions serving under her. Exactly fifty-percent. Hopefully the other half would soon show. "I always welcome the respectful opinions of my clanmates."


    Secondly, she then glanced to Wisteria, the sole member of the medic team currently present. Sweetophelia would have ordinarily addressed her question to Kamari but Wisteria could likely answer as well. "I would like a progress report on yours and Iselotta's current progress under Kamari's instruction. How has it progressed thus far?" It had been almost two weeks since their promotions, although it felt as if far more time had since passed. She imagined that they weren't nearly done, but the BlizzardClan leader was still interested in hearing of their progress.
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    The little trainee scampered over to the group, sliding a bit as she skidded to an unsteady halt beside Germanicus, her deep blue optics locked onto Sweetophelia.


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    general:
    Etherealpup Dubois Wraith Gaudius Vaïnamoïnen Harbringer Xerses Bandini
    Etherealpup - Etherealincandescence| Ahsoka, Snips, Ethe | female
    coyote pup | 4 moons | born December 14th & aged 3 moons
    bisexual | currently single (as well as too young)
    child of Blizzardclan | trainee
    physical:
    dark cinnamon coyote pup with splotches of white on her back paws, the tip of her right front paw and a tiny spot running down her muzzle
    deep blue eyes
    wears a silver chain necklace with an aquamarine stone pendant
    injuries:
    none
    personality:
    impulsive | caring | stubborn | snippy | courageous
    desire for exploration | cares a great deal for everyone
    confrontation:
    easy physically | easy mentally
    will start fights | will attempt to subdue enemy to avoid killing them
    Shii-Cho & Shien / Djem So based fighting styles | very low threat level
    attack in #A9BCF5
    abilities:
    currently has control over her enhanced hearing & sight

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    Mack approached, realizing ue was a tad late. Sheepishly tucking in his wings, the half-blind deputy slowly padded in, talons clicking across the ground before taking a seat. He heard that they were all able to post in the leader's den, so he reminded himself mentally that he could post where needed.

  • Wisteria's ears flicked when Sweet began talking. She took note of the lack of a few members, namely her medical partners. Thankfully, Storm was here. He always seemed to be on time for these things. The she-cat's tail swished to rest on her paws as she brought her attention back to Sweet, who decided to put the attention on her. She had faintly heard of answering questions in the high positions quarters, but luckily paid full attention when she needed to most. Still, the medic trainee panicked for a split second, hoping Kamari or Iselotta would come in and save her, before finally speaking.


    "I'd like to think that we're progressing well. Not well enough to get promoted and be full medics-" she still had to learn how to set broken bones, how to treat burns, how much honey to give a child complaining of a sore throat. "-but definitely getting there." eh, the question wasn't even that weighted, why was she making a deal out of it? oh well.


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  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"Good to hear," Sweetophelia nodded. How long did training usually take? It was all very subjective and could fall anywhere from the range of a few weeks to a few months. "But now let's move onto the main point: our allies. I've been harbouring considerations of dropping BoneClan, SunClan, and the Rift as allies. I'm over Feliks' affiliation with the Cartel, especially now that Bill Cipher is removed from power. However this doesn't change the fact that BoneClan has been neglecting our alliance for months now." It was an issue she had noticed even in her early days as the BlizzardClan ambassador to BoneClan. "SunClan and the Rift leaders are friendly, but unfortunately our alliances with them have become unbalanced. They're no longer putting in any more effort to maintaining our alliances. I would much rather drop all of those three groups to neutrals."
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    "I have no qualms with that," Mack said simply at the leader's words with a nod. BoneClan definitely should have been dropped. Feliks was like a plague, and it was best to keep him far away from their clan as possible. No matter what that bastard tried to make of himself, once a Cartelian, always a Cartelian. He didn't care too much about SunClan and the Rift, so he had no problem with them dropping those two to neutrals.

  • Storm simply nodded in silence, listening while staying quiet. He didn't really have anything to add, partly because he didn't know much about the allies anymore, partly because he agreed. So he just sat there in silence as his roleplayer had little muse.

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    [font='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif']"It would make sense too if they aren't putting any effort into it. That is energy better spent else where. If it bothers them that much that we are no longer allies, then they can ask again and put more effort into it," Mikasa stated, directing it towards the leader.
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  • [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=times new roman][align=justify]Pierce nodded his agreement with his clanmates. "I agree," he meowed, amber gaze fixed on his leader, "If they're not maintaining our alliance on their half, I don't think it's worth it." He gave a slight shrug. If it was a one-sided alliance, it didn't seem like Blizzardclan should waste their time on it. Regarding Boneclan, he didn't want much to do with Feliks, either - it wasn't a personal thing, but just the fact that the first time they met it hadn't been on the most... friendly of terms. That, and he was a Cartelian, which made Pierce think of... things he didn't want to.

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    The little trainee gave a small nod in agreement with what was said. As long as Blizzardclan told Sunclan and the Rift why they were being dropped, maybe the two would try to put an effort into the relationship and be accepted as alliances again at some point in the future.


    [center][spoiler=tags (updated 2/10)]
    general:
    Etherealpup Dubois Wraith Gaudius Vaïnamoïnen Harbringer Xerses Bandini
    Etherealpup - Etherealincandescence| Ahsoka, Snips, Ethe | female
    coyote pup | 5 moons | born December 14th & aged 3 moons
    bisexual | currently single (as well as too young)
    child of Blizzardclan | trainee
    physical:
    dark cinnamon coyote pup with splotches of white on her back paws, the tip of her right front paw and a tiny spot running down her muzzle
    deep blue eyes
    wears a silver chain necklace with an aquamarine stone pendant
    injuries:
    none
    personality:
    impulsive | caring | stubborn | snippy | courageous
    desire for exploration | cares a great deal for everyone
    confrontation:
    easy physically | easy mentally
    will start fights | will attempt to subdue enemy to avoid killing them
    Shii-Cho & Shien / Djem So based fighting styles | very low threat level
    attack in #A9BCF5
    abilities:
    currently has control over her enhanced hearing & sight

  • [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]He was already aware of SunClan's failing activity, so he would agree that some allies needed to be dropped. If they weren't benefiting BlizzardClan, why keep them around? This almost democratic-like discussion they were having was strange to him, he had expected Sweetophelia to make the decisions. It appeared to him now that the high position team was sort of like an advising council. "I agree." The smoke tabby nodded quietly. He didn't say any more, much of what he was thinking had already been said and he didn't want to repeat anyone.


    [center][spoiler=tags — updated 09 february][align=justify][size=8]★ I THINK THAT CHEST MIGHT BE HEAVY FROM THAT CROSS ON YOUR NECK
    germanicus “german” | combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | ambassador to riverclan
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous | single
    five months old (spiritually 4 years | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4 | knights of eden heritage

    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    DOMESTIC FELINE | turkish angora | injuries: n/a
    a black smoke with a visible mackerel tabby pattern, semi-long fur, and pale blue eyes. front paws are white up to the end of toes, hind paws are white all the way up to ankles, and has a large white marking on chest and throat area. masculine and sturdy build. thick fur gives him a sort of scruffy appearance.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck
    SEARCHING FOR ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE
    non-violent actions can be powerplayed on him | attack with '@'
    aggressive | usually avoids starting fights, will finish them or retaliate
    physically inexperienced | mentally inexperienced
    shapeshifting ability: undiscovered, not mastered
    no current weapons
    always open for most plots

    ★ YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHERE YOUR BODY LETS YOU GO

    reincarnation of former thunderclan leader deutschland schmidt
    first language german | second language english | illiterate
    enjoys collecting artifacts | developing craftsman in metal and leather
    socially reserved | studious | polite