FEELING LIKE YOU'RE LETTING GO | MEETING

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.


    This was a day early, but she didn't care. She had a lot of announcements to make. She padded into the large room she had reserved for meetings. "Rifters, gather for the weekly meeting!" she howled, her tail wagging back and forth as she waited for others to gather. It would be a good meeting. She could feel it.

    TAGS


    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]Huh, it appeared Gray would be the first to arrive. Padding over, the raccoon would take a seat off to the side, silent.


    //track


    Tags | Updated 3/15/17

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor transparent; border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.5] Walking over, the black pawed tigress took a seat besides Gray in a quick track post.

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 435px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;][color=black]Stepping lightly over the female would move her scaled legs around the small gathering crowd before she found herself a comfortable spot to sit down at. Shifting her shark tail she curled it against her chest before she focused on the Rift leader.

    [center]

    BE A SIMPLE KINDA MAN — Blake — the rift — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 125%]As she had recently just joined, Blake didn't expect very much. So for now, this was a tracking post.

    [center]


    [center]CAINSMARK PENDRAGON GRIMM

    [center]you can't wake up, this is not a dream
    you're part of the machine, you are not a human being


    Better early than late, honestly. Cainsmark was there moments after the call, settling in with his analytic stare trained on O.

    [center][font=georgia][size=9]king of the dream realm | son of set | weigher of hearts

    [center]© madi #candycains #cainsbby


    JULIAN WILSON-ALEXANDER



    Using the mirror he normally used he appeared for the meeting, pleased that it was certainly busier than those from the past. It was nice seeing all these new faces, maybe one would even be viable for becoming an apprentice physician at some point.


    template made by #nowi | please do not remove this credit



    [center]

    Character Data

    Oh good, there were a lot more members at this meeting. "First off, a big welcome to all of our new members. Thank you for coming to the Rift. I keep forgetting to say my name is Ms. O, not Olive." She gave a smile. Always forgetting. She had to be on the top of her game.
    "We may be merging with the Arcane pretty soon. When we do, please treat them with respect." She had never visited the Arcane. She was curious to see what it was like.


    "I'd like to promote Cainsmark to a Squire. You've done a great deal helping me with alliances, and for that I am grateful. Shutouts go to...well, pretty much everyone. Keep it up and a promotion is in your future." She gave a small smile. "No demotions or warnings this meeting.


    "We are now allies with Westeros, LithiumClan, SkyClan and ColouredClan, and we have a trial run with BlizzardClan. I need ambassadors for these Clans, as well as for the Kismet Union--if you want to become an ambassador, please state so, and you will be added to this list." She had to keep that alliance strong with BlizzardClan too.


    "Recently Ghoulian has struck again. He now has electrical elementals and has broken my toes in the process. I've also heard he sucked the life out of my old boss, Agent Oprah, who normally is resilient and strong. I know what his goal is now: he wants to take over all the Clans for himself, and he wants to suck the life out of big bads like Bill Cipher to do it. I want everyone to be on their guard, and I also want one of you to host a training session. Julian, if you can host an herb training session that would be great also." She should host one, she figured.


    "If anyone has any suggestions for events feel free to stop by my room. I don't bite." She let her gaze travel over the crowd.


    "I believe that's all I have to say. Unless anyone has any questions, meeting adjourned."

    TAGS


    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]Gray tilted his head slightly when Olive said her name was Mrs. O. Strange, but if that's what she wanted to be called, whatever. She mentioned a merge - that should be fine. Cain was promoted and he certainly deserved it, then she shouted out "pretty much everyone". He supposed he was included in that, though he'd only just gotten there a couple days ago. Then she talked about allies, he'd already signed up to be ColouredClan's ambassador and had already paid them a visit. Then there was some stuff about Ghoulian, which he listened to attentively. She asked for a volunteer to host a training session, but Gray was too young and inexperienced to offer himself. What could he teach someone like Cain? He'd just make a fool of himself and that was not something he was keen on whatsoever. "Noted, congratulations Cain."


    Tags | Updated 3/15/17


    JULIAN WILSON-ALEXANDER



    Host a herb training session? Well, he could certainly try to anyway. Though he naturally feared that his backwards speech would cause some sort of issue. However, at that moment a plan came to mind, an obvious fix to their communication barrier.
    "!od lliW"
    He barked before fading from the mirror as he headed off to prepare with his new plan in mind.


    template made by #nowi | please do not remove this credit



    [center]

    Character Data

    [center]


    [center]CAINSMARK PENDRAGON GRIMM

    [center]you can't wake up, this is not a dream
    you're part of the machine, you are not a human being


    Cainsmark was watching attentively already, tracking the announcements and logging them away, but he offered a nod instead response to his name. "Thank you, Ms. O." Ms. O, not Olive, not Agent O or Agent Olive. Cain had more of less just been calling her whatever, but he was keep it to Ms. O from now on if that was her obvious preference.


    A pause, before he added, "I believe ColouredClan and Westeros have ambassadors. I've taken BlizzardClan myself. The Kismet Union and LithiumClan don't yet, however."


    [center][font=georgia][size=9]king of the dream realm | son of set | weigher of hearts

    [center]© madi #candycains #cainsbby

    [center][fancypost=background-color:; border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:1.5]
    Vulpes rushed into the clearing, blatantly late for once, which was something he never was. He had managed to hear a majority of the news still, and took special interest in the Allies of the clan. "I am willing to become an ambassador for either clan, Allies are something that should never be taken for granted, and it would be an honor to strengthen said allies." Friends, or Allies were always something Vulpes took seriously, and he hoped to strengthen the bond with one of the clans.
    Does it really matter that much!?

    Display Spoiler


    She nodded at Cain before glancing at Vulpes. "Feel free to go to the Kismet Union, Vulpes. I'll take LithiumClan myself."

    TAGS


    [center][fancypost=background-color:; border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:1.5]
    The Fox nodded before heading off to make plans for his journey
    Does it really matter that much!?
    [spoiler= Come and follow me, this is it (3/15/17)]
    GENERAL INFORMATION —
    Vulpaes Daemon | | Male
    NPC xx NPC
    The Rift
    Asexual
    APPEARANCE —
    • Vulpes is a predominantly white fox, though his pelt takes on different colors depending on the occasion, he has pale yellow eyes and a pair of glasses with cracked lenses rests casually on his nose
    BATTLE TAGS —
    Very Hard | He is used to taking on larger enemies, and always comes with a strategy
    Attack in #800000 or risk being overlooked/ignored
    Everything realistic permitted | Ask for anything serious
    [/spoiler]