GYM CLASS IN HALF AN HOUR — WEEKLY TASKS [2/20 - 2/27]

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Usually Paladins handled weekly tasks, but deputies and up were already expected to help out, so Sweetophelia didn't mind organising this week's weekly tasks herself. Stepping into the centre of the camp, the BlizzardClan leader called out for her clanmates' attention, "If you're interested in a weekly task, feel free to come here to request one."
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    "Ooh can I have one Miss Ophelia?" The kitten bounded over, nearly tripping over his own paws. He wanted to do something useful with all this energy. Nick didn't know what caused it, he'd woken up all shaky and energetic but yet didn't know why it had happened. Maybe he could check it out later, or he could go write a story or even go explore the other islands! Yeah, those sounded like fun things to do after he finished his task.

    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Smiling as the young kitten approached, Sweetophelia nodded. "Of course, Nicholas. Why don't you try taking pictures around camp? There's a free camera in one of the cabins. Take pictures of pretty scenery, your clanmates, whatever you like really."
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    Alastor "The Phantom"
    [color=gray][font='baskerville old face']Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light | And listen to the music of the night

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    The Phantom would be the second one to arrive, shortly arriving after Nicholas. His guard shortly followed in after him, standing near the Phantom. Alastor would look over at Sweetophelia, before speaking up. "I will take a task," Alastor would say, before falling short, his tail swishing behind him.


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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"Alastor, will you organise a game of 'dodgeball'?" Was it a bad idea to assign 'the Phantom' of all BlizzardClanners the role of overseeing such a... physical game? Perhaps. But Sweetophelia trusted that the dark panther wouldn't let the game get out of hand. He had a dark past, but he was also a serious animal. At least the game might be exciting.
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    Alastor "The Phantom"
    [color=gray][font='baskerville old face']Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light | And listen to the music of the night

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    ...Dodge ball? What in the world was Dodge ball? He was honestly a bit surprised that these people thought he knew what these things were, he didn't. Alastor certainly had a horrible childhood, and then made it worse for himself after, isolating himself from society. There was no way that he would know what Dodge ball was. After all, his parents nor the loners were really interested in teaching Alastor what games were.


    "...What is 'Dodge ball'?" Alastor would find himself asking the leader, speaking up after a few moments of her assigning the task. His guard would glance at him with surprise, before looking up at Sweetophelia.


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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]He didn't know what dodgeball was? Sweetophelia blinked, looking slightly surprised before carrying on. She would give the masked panther a simplified explanation. "Dodgeball is a physical game in which players are divided into two teams. Basically each team will try to hit members of the other team with the balls. You can avoid getting hit by dodging or catching the ball. If you're hit, you're out of the game. If one of your teammates catches a ball, you can go back into the game. The game ends when one sides runs of players." Straightforward, right?
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    ISELOTTA DAAÉ
    [color=gray]White Panther | BlizzardClan Medic Trainee | 2 years | [color=#7F0037]Bold #7F0037

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    Lotte would pad up with a soft smile on her face in a lazy track post. "I'll have one please, Madame."

    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Sweetophelia turned, smiling as Iselotta approached, requesting a weekly task. "Will you lead a clan sing-along? Pick a song that everyone can sing along to." She thought that such a group activity would be fun, not to mention the fact that Iselotta was a superb singer herself.
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    Olive would arrive. "May I have one, Agent Aphelia- oops, I mean Sweetophelia?" Dang it, she had better not do that again. That was from her Odd Squad days, and the -ophelia part seemed perfect for her to call her Agent Ophelia.

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Agent Ophelia? Sweetophelia rose a brow at the slip, but only smiled. The BlizzardClan leader had heard enough details of the Odd Squad from Agent Olive to understand - at a superficial level - how the organisation operated. "It's fine, and of course you may have a weekly task, Agent Olive. The weather's been pretty nice lately. Why don't you organise a water balloon fight with your clanmates down by the lake? Feel free to invite RiverClan too if you'd like - just keep it casual."
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    Hmm, a water balloon fight. She had never really had the pleasure of getting into one of those, but she had heard of them. "On it." she barked, dashing off. Most definitely she would invite RiverClan. Maybe she could even ask for an alliance between them sometime in the future.

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    [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=times new roman][align=justify]Pierce trotted over with a slight smile. "I'll take one, please," he mewed. What would he get? He'd be glad to have anything simple or extravagant - he had the time, afterall. Maybe he could help hand out a few too.


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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Watching as Agent Olive ran off to begin her weekly task, Sweetophelia turned to Pierce as her vice-leader approached. "Riddlersgame probably has a book of riddles somewhere in his library. Why don't you borrow one, and offer some riddles to your clanmates? See if they can figure out the answers?" She thought that that would be something the young serval was interested in, considering Riddlersgame was his mentor and that he had professed to her that he enjoyed brain games and the like.
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    The ivory kitsune padded up to his leader, waggling his eyebrows slightly as he peered into her eyes and slowly opened his maw "May I please have a 'weekly task?', Madam?"


    He did not know what these 'Weekly tasks' were but they sounded interesting and Charlot was willing to take one on.

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    He was late for work. Well, at least no one else arrived yet, he could only see his mother handing out task. But since he was here, the chrome furred vulpine would put himself to work. "Hey," Mieczyslaw would offer to Charlot as he approached them, "can you go and plant some flowers and plants in preparation for spring? Like make a garden, and get other people to join in." The premise of it was to attract his clanmates into having a green thumb, maybe this will work.


    He wasn't sure of who this other kid was so Mie had been fooled by their appearance. And with the mindset that this was a young member of Blizzardclan, the Paladin made sure to give them a simple and harmless task. Now, was this task really necessary? No but he'd like to see their home a little more beautified, and hell, it could even help the medics out.
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    [align=justify]"I'll have a task," Orchid decided, walking over to the group that was there, giving and receiving tasks.
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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Turning to look at Orchid as the Trainee approached, Sweetophelia suggested, "Why don't you set up a game of 'would you rather'?"

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    Cherrytree had plans on spending her first few days exploring the other islands, but that wasn't really working out. She ended up crashing on the main island instead, either taking frequent walks or just being a lazy butt like usual. Truthfully, she had never had a weekly task before, mainly because she had never been in a group quite like this one...or any group in the first place. It seemed interesting, though the border collie wasn't looking forward to doing hard work she didn't care about. Regardless, she could be seen walking over and glancing at Sweetophelia. "Hey du-...er, Sweetophelia. Is it fine if I have a task?" Cher was quick to correct herself. Didn't want to seem too rude and make a bad first impression.

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Sweetophelia turned, her pale gaze falling on a newer member of BlizzardClan. "Sure, of course. Why don't you set up a game of 'truth or dare'? It'll be a fun ice breaker."

    OOC | mobile + so happy to see a Gravity Falls-inspired character btw
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