SIPPING WHISKEY NEAT — BLIZZARDCLAN RAID

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]The Cartel was proving to be a stubborn nuisance. They didn't have the numbers nor the strength to actually attack BlizzardClan territory, so they seemed to have settled for snatching away individual members of BlizzardClan. In name, Sweetophelia was here now to retrieve her vice-leader, Pierce, but truly this was also a good opportunity for BlizzardClan to knock some sense in the drug dealers' heads as well as test the resolve of their newest ally, the Knights of Eden, in battle. She was also curious to see whether the new Godmother would show her face. The raid patrol had already broken through the borders, and were now making their way through the jungle, on the edge of reaching the Cartel's heart.
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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 be at Sweet's side, her gaze icy as they stared down CArtel's territory. There was a pang on anxiety in her chest, recalling her own memories of her time here, but the panther did her best to shove them away. None of that mattered anymore. What mattered was Pierce, and they weren't going to leave without him. Not on her watch.


    Olive's dragon body had more than healed from the last scuffle, and the vixen was ready. She had fought odd creatures, odd villains, even from Odd Todd, whom had possessed her multiple times over the course of her fox life. She hoped he was here, so he could kick his ass. Or maybe Bill had come back. Wouldn't that be a surprise.


    She soared high, gaining a nice aerial view. She was confident BlizzardClan would win, and that she would win. Wearing her badge, she was immortal--could never be killed.


    The dragoness let out a bellow as she neared the Cartel's camp.

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    Bethany raised a brow at the sight of the Blizzardclan passing through their territory. Okay. There is no way in hell they are not here for a raid. What the hell! They haven't even touched Blizzardclan in ages! The capo hissed curses under her breath before pulling Maura to her side. She transfered energy to the soul before it shot up into the sky in a pink flare, signaling the Cartel to get ready for battle. She then whistled sharply, the spirit rushing back down and shapeshifting into a wolf. Bethany hopped on its back and rode back into Camp where she whistled sharply once more to catch the attention of the clan. Which one of you idiots managed to piss off Blizzardclan to the point of an attack! she snarled and glared down at the clan. Doesn't matter! Cuz they're at our doorstep and we are not giving them mercy! Anyone available to fight, get to the feild. Anyone too injured or a pansy, get to cover! And with that, Marua transformed into a small dragon and the two took to the sky. There had to be someone flying they could attack.


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    [fancypost=background-color:;border:0;width:480px;text-align:justify;font-size:12px;line-height:1.5]The hell was that? Twilight shot yo at the sound of a bellow and growled, trotting quickly towards the sound. She stopped as soon as she saw the BlizzardClanners, staring at Betty. "Calm down! Sheesh!" she said, before turning to the three that were approaching. "You're on the Cartel's territory. Please leave, I really don't feel like fighting today," she said with a yawn, her trial flicking irritably.
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    GENERAL INFO
    Twilightzone Resurgam-Stormus-Acerius-Break-Harbringer-Cipher | Twilight, Twil | Matriarch Break | Cartel Matriarch/Leader | Female | DOB: April 30th | Eighteen months old | Demisexual Polyromantic | Crushing on Mercy | Ex-girlfriend of Suga Arcanium | Single | Bubonicplague x Lirim | Many half siblings | No apprentice | Ex-½ of Sugarzone | Roleplayed by zyacinth | PM for plots
    PHYSICALITY
    Reference | Domestic feline | Lithe build | Short fur | Horn mutation | Vampire | Fangs always poking out of mouth | Ghoul eye | Wears a pink collar | Brands from Luca and Bill Cipher
    PERSONALITY
    Aggressive | Usually mistrusting | Loyal to her Crew | Somewhat hard to befriend | Manipulative | Never lies | Cares about her children | "Still young and hip" | Bad role model
    [size=8]COMBAT & INTERACTION
    Overall extremely difficult | Trained and very skilled | Ghoul eye glows when using powers | The Instigator | Will start fights, will hit first if provoked | Uses an elemental axe for combat | Attack in bold white | PM for capture | Dark magic, telekinesis, telepathy, fire & earth elementals, shapeshifting, conjuration | Friendly actions may be powerplayed

    Navigating through thick undergrowth had become second nature to Driftingspirit: the Knights of Eden resided within a jungle, too, and he had grown very used to it, even if he wasn't appreciative of the humidity. This, then, was familiar ground. The Field Marshal moved with fluid agility at the head of his own detachment of raiders, not especially fearsome to look at but giving off the definite impression of pent-up anger and endurance. The flare was the first thing he noticed and his amber eyes shot upwards, following it and then following Betty and Maura as they ascended. He could do nothing about aerial targets, but he was primed and keen to fight the first grounded opponent he spotted. This person soon appeared, in the shape of Twilightzone, and he dove forward, attempting to lock his powerful jaws on her hind leg.


    "DON'T ACT SO NAIVE, YOU BUMBLING IDIOTS!" she roared in her deafening Ms. O voice. "YOU TOOK PIERCE AND WE'RE TAKING HIM BACK."


    She spotted @Betty ! Good, someone to attack. Narrowing her eyes she would attempt to send a huge ball of fire her way.

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    Yeah no. Not happening. Sorry. Bethany saw the Feild Marshal attempt to attack her matriach. Isn't that her job as a hitman to protect her leader? Welp. That's what she'll do. The girl clicked her tounge and dug her claws into the flesh of her spirit companion. The dragon roared to the skys above before folding its wings in. She gave a cocky wave to Olive as the spirit diving caused the attack to miss. The beast attempted to divebomb the dog before he could reach Twilight, using its falling momentum to its advantage. Bethany quickly hopped off its back and rushed to Twilight's side, ready to attack if needed. I know we've been trying a friendlier route, but do you really think they'll just turn around? She then whipped back to the Blizzardclanners, And who's Pierce? Never heard of him!

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    [center][fancypost= border-width: 0px; width: 330pt;][align=justify][font='Georgia, serif']Lucas followed the others into battle, rolling his eyes at the Cartel members. He didn't know much about them, but they had messed with an ally of Eden, and now it was time to teach them a little lesson. The massive canine flickered his fiery gaze all around, searching for an opponent to take on.


    / just a track since I'm at work right now. Note that if your character attacks Lucas it might take me a little while to respond.

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    -- GENERAL;
    - Lucas Cromwell | Brigadier of Warfare/Liberation [HP]
    - Ambassador to HawkClan | Currently no titles
    - 24 Months Old | Ages every 100 posts
    - Male | He/him pronouns | Bisexual | Biromantic
    - played by kicksie
    -- PHYSICALITY;
    - Alaskan Malamute dog | Custom pelt - tiger stripes | Looks like the Pokémon Arcanine
    - Bright fiery eyes | stands at 4'6 on all fours
    -- PERSONALITY;
    - Respectful | Noble | Witty | Courageous | Clever | Charming | Bold
    - Peaceful unless fighting is necessary | Fair and generous | Strong-willed
    -- RELATIONSHIPS;
    - Single | Not crushing | No current relations
    - Head of exclusive Cromwell family | Open to adopting characters into the family
    -- CONFRONTATION;
    - Extremely difficult | Will fight for justice
    - Swordsman | Fire elementals
    - PM to injure/capture | Attack in bold
    - Powerplaying peaceful actions is acceptable

    [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:500px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:140%;font-family:verdana]He remembered the last time BlizzardClan raided, it had been cool. The male had been a victim of BlizzardClan's capturing and blackmail regime, he had been heckled and threatened, and what did he do? He proposed to their Deputy in a lighthearted manner and joked around with Mack, yet he was somehow the bad guy in this situation. Still, he liked to consider himself a pacifist unless pissed off, and an ally's abuse wasn't enough to cause his hackles to rise. Even when a stranger with an odd smell joined in, the male sat with a smile on his maw, his supersenses turned on in both ears to hear the beef going on between the clans. He wasn't going to get involved, for reasons obvious only to BlizzardClan.


    That didn't mean he was going to sit around and be silent however - that was too retro. "What do you call a muppet with a frog in it's throat? Miss Piggy," the canine murmured a joke to pass the time, humming.
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    GENERAL ★ HOLD ON TO YOUR EVERY WORD SON
    ★ Feliks | Feli, Fel, etc. | No Former Names
    ★ Masculine | He/Him Pronouns | Born A Male
    ★ 41 Months Physically | Ages Real Time | July 22nd | Cancer
    ★ Leader of BoneClan | Executor [HP] of the Cartel
    ★ Ex-Leader of BlizzardClan | Ex-HP of DarkClan


    OTHER ★ BUT GOD KNOWS I WON'T REGRESS
    ★ Fear Of Restraints | Fear Of Snakes
    ★ Reads a Dictionary | Uses Big Words Occasionally
    ★ Born a Phoenix | Will Revive Under Right Circumstances
    ★ Shares Body With a Quiet Wraith | Source Of His Irrationality


    APPEARANCE ★ HEAL YOUR WOUNDS WITH FIRE
    ★ Eurasian Wolf | Male | Main Body
    ★ Small | Slender | High Endurance | Quick
    ★ Fallow Brown Fur | Light Green Eyes | Shortsighted
    ★ Leg is in Constant Pain | Started Getting Addicted To Poppy Seeds
    Scars: missing half of ear, bad scarring on hind knee, scarring on muzzle, long scar on shoulder, 'B' branded into chest, scar on cheek, bite mark on flank
    ★ CURRENT INJURIES: minor battle wounds


    PERSONALITY ★ YOU'RE BETTER OFF WITH THE SHARKS
    ★ ENTP - T | Cloudcuckoolander | Troll | Motor Mouth
    ★ Intelligent | Sharp | Playful | Charismatic | Lively
    ★ Stubborn | Blunt | Opportunistic | Wary | Eccentric
    ★ Dogmatic | Disrespectful | Manipulative | Selfish


    RELATIONSHIPS ★ WHEN IT ALL FUCKS UP
    ★ Biromantic | Scared of Romance
    ★ Bisexual | Unfaithful & Will Sleep Around | Iffy On Litters
    ★ Single | Not Looking For Partner | No Crush
    ★ NPC x NPC | Refuses To Have a Family Name
    ★ Fatalistic in Regards to Trust | Lies To Anyone


    INTERACTION ★ YOU'RE THE DYNAMO
    ★ Difficult Physically | Difficult Mentally | Attack In #e8e8e8
    ★ Will Start Fights | Will Fight Back If Attacked
    ★ Will Hurt Anything That Hurts Him | Easily Distracted
    ★ Peaceful Actions Can Be Powerplayed | Expect Bitterness
    ★ Has Most Powers | Can Only Teleport Thrice A Battle

    [fancypost=background-color:;border:0;width:480px;text-align:justify;font-size:12px;line-height:1.5]Oh come the fuck on. Twilight managed to dodge the attack, shooting an appreciative look at Maura, before snarling and turning towards the BlizzardClanners. "Listen, I'm the leader of this joint, and I've never seen or heard of a Pierce. If we captured him, I think I would know!"
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    GENERAL INFO
    Twilightzone Resurgam-Stormus-Acerius-Break-Harbringer-Cipher | Twilight, Twil | Matriarch Break | Cartel Matriarch/Leader | Female | DOB: April 30th | Eighteen months old | Demisexual Polyromantic | Crushing on Mercy | Ex-girlfriend of Suga Arcanium | Single | Bubonicplague x Lirim | Many half siblings | No apprentice | Ex-½ of Sugarzone | Roleplayed by zyacinth | PM for plots
    PHYSICALITY
    Reference | Domestic feline | Lithe build | Short fur | Horn mutation | Vampire | Fangs always poking out of mouth | Ghoul eye | Wears a pink collar | Brands from Luca and Bill Cipher
    PERSONALITY
    Aggressive | Usually mistrusting | Loyal to her Crew | Somewhat hard to befriend | Manipulative | Never lies | Cares about her children | "Still young and hip" | Bad role model
    [size=8]COMBAT & INTERACTION
    Overall extremely difficult | Trained and very skilled | Ghoul eye glows when using powers | The Instigator | Will start fights, will hit first if provoked | Uses an elemental axe for combat | Attack in bold white | PM for capture | Dark magic, telekinesis, telepathy, fire & earth elementals, shapeshifting, conjuration | Friendly actions may be powerplayed

    The great airborne reptile was not silent in its approach but Driftingspirit was still not able to dodge: claws ripped along the length of his side, tearing through his speckled pelt and the skin beneath like a hot knife through butter. He snapped his teeth threateningly at the dragon, mostly as an expression of the pain that accompanied the blood now running in rivulets along his lean body, but he carried on nonetheless, happy to spot his Brigadier of Warfare as he burst onto the battlefield. The Field Marshal slipped behind a thick clump of thorns so he was positioned behind Twilightzone and leapt again, aiming to smack her head or possibly her ribs against the trunk of a tree with surprising force.


    Alastor "The Phantom"
    [font='baskerville old face']Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light | And listen to the music of the night

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    It was Alastor's first time being out of BlizzardClan territory since he captured those RiverClanners. Plus, it was the first time since he was allowed to have no guard with him. Of course, the Phantom had broken the rules numerous times, unknown to his clanmates knowledge besides Lottie. Anytime he sneaked away from his guard, it was nothing major, most of time he did it to see Lottie. As he ran onto the battle field, the male would breathe in the scents around him, being able to identify the Cartellians between his own clanmates.


    As he looked around, he spotted Twilightzone. She was being rather annoying in his mind, and from what she said, she was the leader. She was in charge of this group, which happened to take and torture the only person he cared about. Iselotta. He was going to make this female pay for what her clanmates did. He was about to advance on the female, but then he came to realize she was already in battle with someone.


    Letting out an aggravated growl, the male would dig his claws into the ground, his tail lashing behind him. He would tear his gaze off of the Cartellian leader, looking for a new opponent.


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    "Right. Like we would believe you? Then who took him, hmm? Three seconds and you've just revealed yourself." she huffed. "Not gonna do an Odd Squad interrogation with you."


    Narrowing her eyes, she would aim for @Betty ! again and attempt to evoke her worst fears via telepathy. If anything, it would distract her or stun her.

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    "It looks someone has been keeping things from his or her leader then." the leopard growled as he came up next to Sweetophelia, bending his knees slightly. This would be his first battle in his leopard body, but he knew it well enough to battle at full force. But for now, he would just stand there, ready to fight if needed, but it seemed the Cartel had bitten off more than they could chew for now. They clearly didn't have the numbers right now, and he'd rather stay back and protect for now.

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    //Im so sorry Olive i really wanted to take that attack but i found no IC reason for it to work c':


    Fear manipulation? Please. She eat drank and breathed fear. She was the embodiment of fear. She did not get scared. She instead whistled sharply and pulled Maura to her side. Yeah. No crap! she replied in a grow to Storm's comment. So maybe you can stop acting like little children that got their lollipops taken away and let us solve this without violence? We're kinda trying a less violent path right now and you guys are not exactly letting us!

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Sweetophelia ignored Feliks for the time being, focusing with cold intent on Twilightzone, the self-proclaimed new leader of the Cartel. She was furious with the fact that the Cartel had taken one of her members, her friend - let alone her right-hand man - and this certainly did little to improve Sweetophelia's already poor opinion of the Cartel. She knew what they were, what they stood for. She knew what they had done. She knew what they would continue to do if given the chance. She wanted her clanmate back, she wanted vengeance for all the wrong they had done.


    "Don't plead ignorance," the BlizzardClan leader spoke coldly, an image of Eren's torn and cannibalised leg coming to mind. "One of your members took him - I don't know who exactly it was but if you expect any mercy from us, I expect to see his captor punished and his immediate return to us." She would deign to give Twilightzone one chance to agree to her demands. The Cartel were heavily outnumbered by the BlizzardClanners, not to mention their reinforcements in the form of the Knights of Eden. She would find out now if the Cartel had any common sense. "I want to see him now. I want to know the name of the animal who hurt him." Not to mention the fact that Deathstroke had been attacking multiple BlizzardClanners recently - a fact that yet to come to light. What brought Sweetophelia humour was the fact that the Cartel was suddenly attempting to play themselves off as the victims.


    Who had declared gang war on BlizzardClan and their ally, Westeros? Who had kidnapped their youth? Who had ripped off Eren's leg? Perhaps Twilightzone hadn't been leader then, but the rest of the Cartel had still gone along with Bill Cipher's orders just as willingly. They were just as guilty. In truth, it was not enough to see Pierce's return now - the Cartel needed to understand their crimes committed. It seemed impossible, given their delusions of their own self-righteousness.
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    Alastor "The Phantom"
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    As Alastor looked around for an opponent, the male would spot @Betty !, currently in a fight with his clanmate, Olive. To be honest, it looked more like an argument than a fight to him. And Alastor wanted to get some Cartellian blood on his paws, he couldn't wait around any longer. He was going to attack Betty, he did not care if Olive was already attempting to do that. With his lip curling into a snarl, the masked panther would run over to the two. The Phantom would leap forward at Betty, attempting to knock her down to the ground. If successful, the Phantom would attempt to pin her to the ground.


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    "Yes, please do give us the name of his captor." she growled, landing beside Sweet and tucking her wings in. It seemed Alastor was doing her a favor by attacking Betty, and good on him. Olive would leave him to it and lock her gaze on Twilightzone.


    (Oh, it's fine! No worries)

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