HOLLY CAUGHT A BULLET (open, duel alliance joiner)

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    Pyrrhia was slow, that was for sure. Though she didn't exactly want to leave it for another clan. It needed her. So she supposed that a duel alliance with one of the many clans that Pyrrhia didn't technically declare as enemies would be fine for now.


    She had decided to choose The Rift out of all of the clans. The location appealed to her. A large mountain that sat on top of a mountain? It was like Pyrrhia accept everyone was permitted inside. It seemed lovely, although it could be crowded due to having lower ranks and higher ranks living in the same premise. She would have to deal with it though. Different clans, different traditions.


    So with a small huff, the wolf crossed the bridge and stopped at where she assumed, was an entrance. It was wide open, it was destroyed, it was a perfect entrance for Exiles and other terrible beings to get in. What a bad display! They were practically showcasing that they were careless and would allow anyone in! How disgraceful. That she would have to accept as well though.


    So now the pup would wait for someone to acknowledge her and greet her, as they should. At least their clan could give one good impression.


    // if Diana thinks rudely of you, it ic! I love all you and your characters <3
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    She'd never heard of Pyrrhia before. It was most likely one of the many in the giant wave of new groups that had appeared after she died. But she'd never thought about the time that passed when she was gone and she wasn't going to start now. It hurt her head.


    The alabastrine would join the pup at the border, pale grey gaze idly settled on Diana for a second before that deceitfully charming curve appeared at her lips. She might've chosen a more creative introduction if she wasn't so goddamn tired, but she wasn't feeling up to it."Can I help you?"
    [spoiler=tags | updated 1/1/2017]
    [size=8pt][center]main character | active

    GENERAL: [color=white][biography]
    · Faux Praelium Harbinger Xerses
    · Panromantic Pansexual | Fem
    · Birthdate July 27 | Ages realistically
    · Bloodclan | Ex-Bloodclan Third Tier
    · Ex-Lieutenant of the Rift
    · Hell's executioner | ex-queen of Eden
    · Vessel of Salvatore's spirit [asleep] | ex-vessel of Belphegor
    · Retired bond to Trash
    · Fluent in Latin
    · Body was used by Belphegor under the name 'Mercy'
    PHYSICAL: [color=white][reference]
    Clouded Leopard [main] | health: 43%
    + pale grey eyes
    + salvatore's brand
    + recovering from death
    Snow leopard [secondary] | health: 70%
    + pale grey eyes
    + belphegor's brand
    + iron tails
    + recovering from death
    Raven | health: 100%
    + used only when other bodies are unaccessible
    Hellhound | health: 0%
    + dormant body
    + fed off belphegor's darkness
    + unusable without source of energy
    PERSONALITY:
    - charming, odd, charismatic
    - sarcastic, snarky, bitter
    - weak, broken
    - reckless, wild, absentminded
    - heartbroken
    - easily manipulated
    - a lil bit scared of the world
    association game:
    given by: rev
    silver chains, heavy fog, carbonation fizz, golden apple.
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    · Single
    · ½ none | No crush
    · Finnishwars x Envy [Volatiletimes] | Gen 7-ish
    INTERACTION:

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    She didn't expect a leopard to approach her. She was honestly surprised considering that the only animals that were in Pyrrhia were dragons. Diana puffed out her chest and cleared her throat. How was she going to word this, she could say it in a plain, boring way, or she could try to explain it in a more sophisticated way. She would have to go for the latter if she really wanted to be accepted into the clan. "Hello there ma'am. My name is Diana Barry, and I would be very gracious if you would allow me to join your clan. I currently hail from the clan Pyrrhia and having me in both of our clans could strengthen our clans bond and allow an alliance to possibly flourish. I hope this appeals to you." The wolf lowered her head into a bow, hoping that it would help the leopard make the right decision.
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    YOU CAN'T WAKE UP, THIS IS NOT A DREAM – cainsmark pendragon grimm
    YOU'RE PART OF A MACHINE, YOU ARE NOT A HUMAN BEING.


    Cainsmark could do diplomatic and elegant. He'd spent a good portion of his time as deputy almost stuck in that mindset, too concerned about The Rift's image and offending potential allies to speak in any other way. Some had told him it showed his intelligence; others seemed to think he looked like a goddamn try-hard or simply exceedingly pretentious. Now, he gave too much of a shit to reach for that sophisticated drawl unless he actually felt that it was necessary.


    Unfortunately, joiners weren't part of "necessary". They needed to see the real him if they were actually considering joining, didn't they?


    Her little spiel intrigued him as he approached, though. His gaze lingered vaguely on Faux, before it was turning to this stranger with heightened interest, flickering over her as he studied her details, her stance. "Welcome, then. I'm Cainsmark." He arched a brow at her mention of potential alliances, and grinned slightly in amusement. Clever, this one. "Maybe it will at that. We'll see how you do, first. Do you want us to show you around, or would you rather wonder on your own?" He liked this question - it could tell him a lot about newcomers.


    KING OF THE DREAM REALM. SON OF SET. WEIGHER OF HEARTS.


    WHO IS IN CONTROL? | 4.4

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    Ah, a cat! It seemed a bit bigger than her currently, but considering her breed she was bound to grow much larger than it. "It is lovely to meet you Sir Cainsmark, and thank you for allowing me to join your clan." His next question caused her to think for a minute though. A tour could help her to learn the history behind this place and get a clear image of what the room would be used for, but searching for herself would allow her to have more freedom and travel faster than she would when being guided. "I would like to look around for myself, if you would allow me of course."
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    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]Gray appeared shortly after Cain. Sure, he could do that political dance and show off some sophistication - or he could do what felt more natural and be an ass. Not to joiners, most of the time. With them he tried to put his best foot forward and then let them realize he wasn't not a dick. "Pretty name - welcome to the Rift, Diana. I'm Gray."


    Tags | Updated 4/7/17