Both went mad| 50/50 personality swap and M&G| Open!

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    ♡ ♡ ♡ Alexa grumpily trudged up to a space near a tree. God, she hated nature. It was awful. The femme was forcing herself to be more sociable because she hated people and didn't usually talk to any of her clan mates. Sitting down with a humph the femme flicked her tail before begrudgingly shouting out "My name is Alexa. I'm hosting a Meet and Greet because I know it many of you know me" she said, trying to look and sound as happy as possible but you could still see the trace of annoyance that was hidden behind her eyes as she pretended to be interested in the rest of the clan.


    // Basically, its a meet and greet where your characters personality is the exact opposite of what it usually is. You can see from what I've written as Alexa is usually flirty, chatty and bubbly. I used to find personality swaps really fun at my old clan so I hope people enjoy these as much as I do xx


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    OUR HEARTBEATS SWINGIN' — eggpaw — blizzardclan — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]//anti-eggie tryna start a fite im sor ry


    Eggpaw had simply been sitting up in the higher branches of a tree, trying to take a brief nap when Alexa's shout pierced his ears. The feline winced in annoyance at the rude awakening, tail lashing as he looked around until locking his gaze on the female below the tree. So, this was the asshole who decided to try to ruin everyone's day? Eggpaw prowled down the branch he stood on, leaping to the ground when he reached the base of the branch. "Je m'en fou! I was trying to relax over here, and you thought this would be a good time to start being as obnoxious and loud as possible? Psh. Ferme ta gueule, salope."


    //translation:
    I do not care.
    Shut your mouth, sl*t.

    tags | 03/22


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    CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]If there was anything Loveletter hated more, it was hearing anyone talk, ever. Interaction gave her an incredible headache and the bubbly personalities always made her want to bash her head against a rock. Even so, Love knew it was good for her, no matter how much she despised it. There was obvious boredom as she approached, briefly glancing to Eggpaw before allowing her eyes to land on Alexa. "Already know you, unfortunately." she muttered, a scowl on her face.






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    [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]"Why are you all upset and angry? If you are going to make everyone unhappy, you should go away!" A loud, childish voice spoke up. There was no trace of hostility in Germanicus's tone, it was rather bubbly and excessively bold as he made sure to make his opinion clear and known to all. The dark-furred Turkish Angora ran over, tripping over his large paws constantly, looking as if he were walking lopsided and carelessly - almost in a drunk-like manner one could say, though he wasn't actually intoxicated. In his annoyance at some of his Clanmates's angry auras, he had forgotten to introduce himself, as this was a meet and greet and he didn't know Loveletter personally, but he had better things to do - as in, lecturing these people to not ruin a perfectly good day.


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    [spoiler=tags — updated 13 march][align=justify][size=8]★ I THINK THAT CHEST MIGHT BE HEAVY FROM THAT CROSS ON YOUR NECK
    germanicus | “german” | gehr - mAHn - nee - coos
    combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | riverclan ambassador | titles: adventurer
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous
    seven 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: CURRENT 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.
    ALTERNATEDOMESTIC 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 (currently lost it)
    - 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

    Trying to find

    my way back home to you


    Pixel sighed as she ponded over, a frown on her muzzle. She just had to keep acting. These fools would fall to her false sadness and smother her with happiness and gifts. Why bother... she mumbled, staring down at the ground. She let out a fake sob as she shut her eyes, Nothing matters anymore...


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    think of all the roads, think of all their crossings
    taking steps is easy, standing still is hard


    Evelyn Marianeta tried to avoid reflections. She knew she wasn't beautiful, or anything special. Eve knew without a doubt everyone else was better than her, and she wouldn't hesitate to tell them that. The young fox did what she could to brighten other people's day, and she absolutely despised those who would do others harm or manipulate them in any way. Rudeness was a pet peeve but Eve was too self conscious to rebuke anyone. And really, who was she to scold anyone for anything? Nothing. Eve was nothing.


    The fox's tail curled a bit as she padded towards the group, offering a polite and kind smile to each creature there. "Good morning, guys." She yipped cheerfully. "Oh, this is so exciting!" Her dark brown eyes took in everyone once more and she smiled wider. "You're all looking fantabulous today." She beamed and sat down on the ground, flicking an ear and politely waiting for someone else to speak.


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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Hmmph. The BlizzardClan leader approached the small group, making no attempts to disguise her contempt for her clanmates. They were all either too unpleasant to be around, drowning in self-pity, or so sugary it made her feel ill. "Sweetophelia Targaryen," she introduced herself grimly. "Leader of BlizzardClan, if you weren't aware," she added, a trace of smugness in her voice. The tall Ragdoll took a seat, her pale gaze sweeping over the other BlizzardClanners present.


    OOC | lmao it was so difficult figuring out how sweet would behave
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    ♡ ♡ ♡ Alexa scowled at the thing above her head, she didn't know he was sleeping and it wasn't her fault that he wasn't sleeping somewhere private and not outside. "I don't know what you mean and I don't care!" The femme shouted back up.
    Turning to the next person who arrived she made sure to be extra loud when talking. Hearing what they had to say about her Alexa didn't even bother replying just turning away when she saw Germancius bound up. Come on! He was going to give her a headache with how he was acting. She saw no reason to be happy. "This is meant to be a meet and greet not annoy everyone with how happy you are thing," she growled out.


    Hearing a sob from behind her she turned around p, someone was crying on the floor. How sad! It was so upsetting she hadn't been the one to cause this kind of pain. Maybe she could go and torture some bird after this to make her feel better. Just as when she was thinking about what she would to do the bird another voice popped up saying how she looked good today.


    "I already knew that, there is no point telling me again." she said, bluntly. Not caring to waste anymore time on someone who didn't have anything interesting to saw about her, even if she was taken aback. Not many people had said she looked good.


    When Sweet came the femme tried not to get annoyed. Sweet was the one person she had to respect considering she was the leader and even though Alexa hated her smug attitude she didn't want to get kicked out the clan so decided to stay quiet instead of replying.


    // I felt so mean writing this, Alexa loves all of you!


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