CHAINED TO THE RHYTHM — MEETING

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]It was that time again - time for another clan meeting. Sweetophelia always looked forward to these weekly occurrences, seeing as they were a chance for her to update her clanmates on what was needed to be known, as well as make adjustments to the current BlizzardClan hierarchy. Remaining seated, she called out for her clan's attention, "Members of BlizzardClan, please gather quickly for a mandatory clan meeting."


    Once a few BlizzardClanners had approached and taken their seats, the Targaryen began to speak. "Firstly, I'd like to bring a few events to your attention. Iselotta will soon be organising a clanwide murder mystery event - more information will be provided at a later date, but know for now that the first animal to solve the case wins the 'Adventurer' title." Pausing to let her clanmates absorb the information, she continued to speak. "ShadowClan has also invited us to a festival honouring the Roman god, Bacchus. And the Khanate has invited us to a feast." The Khanate was a neutral, but one Sweetophelia had grown interested in after their leader had spontaneously joined a raid on the Exiles. "If you're interested in basic medical aid - without the use of herbs - one of the RiverClan medics is also hosting an emergency training session that might hold your interest. If you have the time, I would highly suggest checking some of those events out." It was a good chance to learn new information, as well as meet interesting members of other allying groups.


    "I would also like to remind all current ambassadors that if you have not visited your designated clan in the past two weeks, it's a good idea to do so now. Next week, I'll be removing all inactive ambassadors and opening their positions to other animals who are interested."


    "I'm also dropping ScarClan from our list of enemies - they haven't antagonised us in several months, and unless they decide to start becoming a nuisance again, I'd prefer to focus on our real enemies - the Cartel and the Exiles." Sweetophelia held a personal distaste for both groups - especially after the Cartel's short-lived and failed "Gang Wars".


    "As many of you know, our Head Medic, Kamari has recently decided to leave. We'll miss her, but we have to move on. Iselotta and Wisteria are currently being trained by the ShadowClan Head Medic, but until they are ready to be elevated to full medics and a new head medic is chosen, I'd like to ask that you two continue to maintain Kamari's greenhouse. In fact, after this meeting, why don't you two go through it and clean up the place, maybe add some new seeds for future growths for the spring - go and invite other members of BlizzardClan too so that they can get some firsthand experience by helping out." It was too early, but Sweetophelia would be watching for potential future Medic Trainees, as well as potential holders of the Cleric title.


    Now onto the titles, promotions, shout-outs, demotions, and warnings. "I would like to award both Iselotta and Wisteria with the Cleric titles. Although neither of you have completed your training, you have already obtained a basic and working knowledge of medicine and have proven yourselves capable in situations where your clanmates require medical aid." Pausing to allow the news to sink in, the BlizzardClan leader added, "As a word of encouragement - anyone with a very basic knowledge of medicine and first aid can potentially earn the Cleric title by consistently participating in medical training sessions, helping the medics when they request aid, or successfully helping your clanmates when a medic isn't available."


    "I'd also like to extend shout-outs to Ivylee, Skittles, and Charlot." All three were relatively new members of BlizzardClan, but she saw that each of them had a notable degree of potential; if they could continue to help around the clan and stay engaged in the community, they could stand to receive future promotions and titles.


    "It pains me to say this, but Aurora and Novocain are both demoted from their positions. If you can pick up the effort, you both stand a chance at repromotion in the future." Pausing briefly, she continued with the last announcements of the meeting. "Mack, Riddlersgame, Etherealpaw, Nathaniel, Storm, and Orchid all receive inactivity warnings. You're not doing terribly, but I would just like to see more effort from you all in the future." She knew that most of them were capable of bouncing back. "Meeting dismissed."


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    - Iselotta will be hosting a Murder Mystery event - keep an eye out for that
    - CELEBRATIONEM — BACCHANALIA FESTIVAL + DAY TWO
    - a kiss of fire // open, feast with BlizzardClan
    - WORSE THAN BAD [&] open, 'emergency medicine' training
    - Ambassadors should visit their clan if they haven't in the past 2 weeks
    - ScarClan is dropped from enemies' list
    - Iselotta & Wisteria asked to hold a hands-on lesson in the greenhouse
    - Iselotta & Wisteria receive Cleric titles
    - Shout-outs to Ivylee, Skittles, and Charlot
    - Aurora & Novocain demoted from Trainees
    - Mack, Riddlersgame, Etherealpaw, Nathaniel, Storm, & Orchid all receive inactivity warnings


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    [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=times new roman][align=justify]Ooh, another meeting! Pierce raised his head at the call, padding over and seating himself with his amber gaze intently fixed on Sweet. The first thing mentioned was an event held by Lottie. Murder mystery? That sounded fantastic! He had a feeling he knew who would receive the Adventurer title, though - Riddlersgame. He had knack for that kind of thing. On the leader went to other out-of-clan events. Pierce didn't attend these often, though he sometimes considered it. And then mention of Scarclan being dropped as enemies. It was true that the Cartel and the Exiles were the biggest threats, and he wasn't sure he had even been around for trouble with Scarclan. If he had been, it must have been minor and a long time ago. At the warnings, the vice-leader frowned. He always felt badly for those receiving them. He would probably be humiliated if his name was mentioned. Luckily, it wasn't, though a few people he knew were. "Noted," he hummed. There was no one to congratulate, and he would feel negative to just offer his condolences, so he left it at that.

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    [center][fancypost=bgcolor;borderwidth=0px;bordercolor=;text-align:justify;width:455px;][size=12][font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']Here was the plant sitting curiously, no it had not truly joined, but it was trying to integrate itself into the clan, perhaps not let on that it was sentient, just be there, exist. It was a plant after all, though it truly could use someone to water it, it would most likely have to spill its secret for that, and if any WindClanners or RiverClanners came by, they'd know it, that was a downside, but honestly... the plant was bored, and no one really ever knew where the voice was coming from. For all they could know Planty was just a random potted plant sitting there for no apparent reason. But it was no threat.


    The plant didn't care for the demotions, or the warnings, mostly because these were animals it knew not, but it supposed it would learn about these BlizzardClaners, in time. Eh, perhaps it would join at some point, probably after someone noticed it.


    Olive would arrive next. Hmm, no actual promotions, just titles. And it seemed a lot of her Clanmates who were promoted alongside her were either demoted or given inactivity warnings. Luckily she was in the clear, what with maintaining leadership in the Rift. And Kamari was gone. The vixen did not wish to become a medic...but perhaps she could up her herbal and medicinal knowledge.


    "Noted, congrats and condolences." she barked. Maybe she would take a peek at the events mentioned. Maybe.

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    ISELOTTA DAAÉ
    [color=gray]White Panther | BlizzardClan Medic Trainee | 2 years | [color=#7F0037]Bold #7F0037

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    Lottie would pad up as well, taking a seat by Pierce as she would offer the young Vice-leader a warm smile before she turned her gaze up to the meeting. It had been a quiet week, it seemed; and while Lottie was excited to get her Murder Mystery party going for the Clan, there wasn't a lot of promotions. Inactivity warnings, though, which was never a good thing. "Thank you! Congratulations, and condolences," she would murmur softly, seemingly echoing the words of her Clanmates.


    His second meeting. Karma enjoyed going to these because it meant he could get all the news about the clan from their very own leader and be around all of his clanmates as well. Standing beside Lottie, the stag had a warm smile appear on his face. There was so much to attend, and he was excited for it. The thought of getting exhausted by the social interaction didn't even cross his mind. As Sweetophelia got to the titles and whatnot, he glanced around to see those who had been named. "Noted. Congrats and my condolences," he told those there.


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    [center][fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 375px;][font=andale mono][align=justify]A lot to take in at this meeting. The skinny feline placed himself near Pierce as Sweet spoke, curling his tail neatly around his socked paws to listen. Perhaps he ought to go to those events, at least the Riverclan one - it never hurt to brush up on his skills. As his own name was called for an activity notice, he just gave a nod. He wasn't surprised, but hopefully he could start improving soon since his roleplayer would have a bit more free time now. "Got it, Sweet."


    [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= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]Germanicus listened attentively, seated in his usual spot behind the crowd. He was dismayed to hear that Kamari had left ... he hadn't known that. The rest of the meeting earned a nod of his head, disappointed that there were no new combatants. The events sounded fun and he made sure he would attend the RiverClan one. He was excited for Lottie's murder mystery. He made a mental note to remind himself to visit RiverClan today and talk to them about the mock battle he had thought of a while ago. He echoed his Clanmates' words of consent and congratulations ... though he didn't know how to say "condolences" let alone even know what that meant, so he left it alone. There were a lot of activity warnings and he was happy to know he was doing satisfactory, enough so he wouldn't get a warning.


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    germanicus | “german” | gehr - mAHn - nee - coos
    combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | riverclan ambassador | titles: adventurer
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous
    six months old (spiritually 4 years) | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4 | mentored by sweetophelia
    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    BIRTH 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.
    CURRENT DOMESTIC CANINE | german shepherd | injuries: n/a
    a black and tan/red rich bicolor with sleek fur and pale blue eyes. masculine and sturdy build. this form can only be shifted into when wearing his iron cross. he typically has no control over when he shifts in and out of this form, though he is much more susceptible to have visions of his past life when triggered in this form.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck
    - speaks with a light german accent; occasionally sounds like he has an italian accent

    ★ 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 moderate
    shapeshifting ability: discovered, 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

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    Honestly, the activity warning felt like a smack across her face. She had been active. A frown on her maw, the cinnamon coyote stared up at Sweetophelia for several minutes before stalking out of the area.


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    general:
    Etherealpaw Dubois Wraith Gaudius Vaïnamoïnen Harbringer Xerses Bandini
    Etherealpaw - Etherealincandescence| Ahsoka, Snips, Ethe | female
    coyote | 6 moons | born December 14th & aged 3 moons
    bisexual | currently single (as well as too young)
    apprentice 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


    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 next one to arrive, following in after Etherealpaw with his guard following behind him. The masked panther would sit at the edge of the crowd, distancing himself from others as usual. He would glance over at Lottie when her name was called twice, one for recieving a title, and one requesting her to teach a hands-on lesson in the Greenhouse with Wisteria. Alastor would not say a word, though, tearing his gaze off of Iselotta, in hopes not to grab attention to himself.


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    Inactivity warning? Well, he wasn't surprised — his eye was still bothering him and his roleplayer had been busy with school. With a soft sigh, the male nodded, putting a paw to his eyepatch. The announcements just seemed to blur together at that point.

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    Why did he always seem late to the announcements these days? Perhaps he should stay inside of their camp more often. But knowing himself, Mieczyslaw was very aware that he wasn't about to do that. At least he caught the mentions near the tail end. Making his way through the crowd, the kitsune would seat himself next to Riddlersgame before turning his undivided attention to his mother. Honestly, the news that he did hear was kind of a bummer. Aurora and Novocain demoted? Speaking of that, he hadn't seen the two in a while. He especially missed the fluffball of a dog and her sunshine attitude.
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    [align=justify]Honestly, it was pretty fair that he received a warning. He hadn't been around much for most of the week, so by the time he was actually around again the week was over. "Noted," he said, making no further comments.
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    so keep your eyes on anything

    Harris appeared next, his tail flicking to and fro as he sat down and listened. He knew none of these animals, save for Sweetophelia. Grunting to himself, the male just nodded, before glancing around at all of his clan mates. Harris may not have known their names, but it would be helpful --especially during a raid or something of the like-- to know the faces.

    as long as it makes you happy

    [center][fancypost=border-width=0; width: 450px; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]Ivylee bounced over and seated herself down to listen to what was to be announced. It was odd, being the one sitting and listening to the announcements rather than being the one hosting the meeting. As Ivy glanced up at Sweetophelia, she couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic. She could remember sitting through meetings held by Athena - calling her name out for her first few promotions. Tadashi had only held one or two meetings as leader after Athena, and although nothing significant happened to Ivy during those she could still remember how proud she was of her mentor. And then there was Jager - who had been the one to make her his deputy. She hadn't served under him for long until she was made leader of RiverClan, and now here she was, acting as a normal member of a clan for the first time in months. The little canine must admit, she was surprised to have received a shoutout. It had not been something that she was expecting, but as she heard her name called out during a clan meeting for the first time in so long she felt her heart swell with joy. "Wow, thanks Sweet! I'll keep it up, I guess!" She chirped, unable to keep a smile off her face. She, as always, was sorrowful for those who were warned and demoted though, and hoped they would be able to pick it back up. She never liked to hand out demotions, and could only imagine that Sweetophelia felt the same.

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    Wist didn't bounce into the meeting with her usual chipperness; but, much rather, with a bitter wince. Her medication had yet to kick in, but she wasn't going to let it make her completely late to the meeting. She took to the easiest gait she was learning - holding her stump up and hobbling along with the other in front - and found a seat near Lottie. Where she immediately fell onto her behind, and listened to the announcements.


    Her ears perked as her name was called, along with Lottie's. Of course, she would arrange Kamari's Greenhouse Cleaning with her, later, but for now she just wanted to... rest. As Sweet continued through the warnings, Wist couldn't help but feel a tug in her heart. She didn't think she heard so many warnings in one meeting. Hopefully everyone would pick up the pace a bit. "Congratulations, everyone~" she called when the meeting was dismissed.

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]A large crowd had already gathered by the time Nathaniel snaked over. Next time he'd have to come on time, but at least this way there was a larger selection of animals he could chose to sit besides. He listened attentively, silently debating whether or not to attend the events Sweetophelia had mentioned. His own activity warning didn't bother the serval nearly as much as Aurora's demotion: he had something of a crush on the girl, and it hurt that she wasn't around.



    Charlot was rather fascinated by how this clan worked and figured it a good move to come to the first meeting that he was available for. He knew about some of these events that had happened but was genuinely surprised when his name was mentioned, a slighty shy blush appearing upon his pale maw.


    "C-Congratulations for those mentioned/promoted." He called out with a grin, smiling up at Sweetophelia.
    Charlot rather did like her, she was a fascinating person.

    In all honesty, Cheer zoned out for 98% of the meeting. Focusing was really hard, so to be honest, she only remembered the first bit. But a murder mystery event—talk about absolutely awesome! Not to mention the title of "adventurer." It would be pretty sweet to wind that, you know, considering all the years she spent as one. Grinning, she chirped, "Congrats to the pro–mies and the rest of you—bummer!" she called out, still not entirely sure who exactly had been promoted.