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    Alas, BlizzardClan was way too bustling with people that Aphra had to leave. And she wasn't getting the attention she deserved, either, though that may be because she was new. Aphra remembered some cats whispering about her father, Bill, whom used to lead a group called The Cartel. So the white she-cat started looking for the group they formerly lead and halted at the border. Huh, Aztec temples, huh? Seems like someplace Bill would be interested in. Too bad they aren't here now. Aphra mused to herself, tail tip flicking. She heard about how they just abandoned the throne and seemingly disappeared. And supposedly they weren't doing that thing anymore where they went around sleeping with everyone. Being the personification of lust - which doesn't necessarily always mean s*xual desires; Aphra just chose that to be her focus since she looked up to her father when he went around popping kids like no one's business - Aphra decided to take it upon herself to continue her father's 'legacy', though she most definitely won't be forcing herself upon someone.


    "Aphra Cipher." Aphra spoke with a soft voice as she took a seat next to the border, knowing someone would be by soon enough. "Here to join."
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    xael didn't miss bill cipher. he might've been the leader that the cartel needed, but he was perhaps the worst of the people she'd met in her life, at least morally speaking. he'd sold his own members for their bounties, and left chaos everywhere he went. that was the name he left for the cartel. they were hardly what he'd left behind, now. but the lilac feline didn't care enough to do anything about it. she lazily padded through the jungle, absentminded gaze drifting across the stranger. huh, a joiner. she hadn't seen one in a long time, now. but a cipher.. she didn't exactly want them here. they already had at least 1 too many in this group. "welcome to the cartel, cipher spawn." while her words were spoken with venom in her mind, none of this emotion was visible through her appearance or tone. her delivery was apathetic, though she did her best to summon a smile. it was tight and small, but it was there. "i'm xael. let me know if you need anything."
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    Cipher Spawn? Aphra's lips curled into a smile at the mention of that word. The she-cat chuckled, shaking her head. "I haven't heard that term in a year or so." She commented. "Well, it's certainly an honor to be here. You wouldn't happen to still have that prostitution division, would you?" Granted, she was already in one with The Angels, but rumors say that The Cartel got rid of it. A shame, really, but Aphra wanted to see if it was true.


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    if this girl was to hang around the cartel she'd probably be hearing the phrase a lot. it seemed that the feline's children were simply extensions of himself, the ever-presence of his surname prevented anyone from forgetting him. "yes, the monarch just didn't feel right having a prostitution division." her smile curled upwards at the edges, and her tone edging on spiteful. no prostitution in a gang-- a gang populated by hitmen and drug dealers. but, wait, at least they weren't prostitutes. perhaps these thoughts, thoughts that wouldn't make the monarch very happy, were due to the buzz of alcohol in her system. or perhaps she was growing fed up with the way the place was being run. "we do have the drugs, hitmen, and arms divisions, if any of those tickle your fancy." her head tilted with inquiry, now returning to her passive shell. she'd left the currency division- her division- out, because it had been useless for the past months. with no one selling anything (besides herself), there had been nothing for her to catalog.
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    Aphra frowned. So it was true. "Would the Monarch be willing to bring it back?" She asked, though if Twilightzone (whose name she didn't know) wouldn't bring it back, that wouldn't be an issue. After all, she had the Angels.
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    [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;][color=#00FF00]"Truly depends if she will or not. But I think it would be a good idea to do so. Welcome to the Cartel. I'm the Underboss." The male spoke with a light tone as he made his way over. A lollipop pulled along his muzzle as he sat down, eyes flicking over the female that had asked the question. He gave a half nod of his head to there and he wondered if with her help they could get the prostitution branch back within the Cartel. It was a branch for those willing and not forced upon anyone so it didn't seem like something that should have been taken away in his mind.


    The Underboss. If the name wasn't so obvious, Aphra would have asked what rank that was, but it was pretty damn obvious that the Underboss was, well, under the boss, i.e., the deputy. "Perfect. I think I might just ask her, then." Aphra replied with a grin. "But you have a name don't 'cha, Mister Underboss?" The white she-cat continued, tilting her head. She, for one, didn't want to continue calling him 'Mister Underboss'.
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    [fancypost=background-color:;border:0;width:480px;text-align:justify;font-size:12px;line-height:1.5]Maybe it would actually be a good idea to bring back that division. But...it still made her feel kind of uneasy. Besides, it was the lowest in sales when it was still part of the group. At the sound of discussion, Twilight walked over, staring at Aphra for a few moments. A Cipher. They were related, then. "It's Matriarch, not Monarch," she corrected, a bit of amusement in her tone. "Twilightzone, the Matriarch here. I'll think about bringing it back," she stated simply, stopping to stand beside Radio.
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    GENERAL INFO
    Twilightzone Resurgam-Stormus-Acerius-Break-Harbringer-Cipher | Twilight, Twil | Matriarch Break | Cartel Matriarch/Leader | Co-head of the Break family | Female | DOB: April 30th | Nineteen months old | Demisexual Polyromantic | Dating Mercy | Ex-girlfriend of Suga Arcanium | Single | Bubonicplague x Lirim | Many half siblings | No apprentice | Ex-½ of Sugarzone | ½ of Twikle [sister relationship] | ⅓ of Momsquad | 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 | Silver bracelet on wrist | Brands from Luca and Bill Cipher
    PERSONALITY
    Aggressive | Usually mistrusting | Loyal to her Crew | Somewhat hard to befriend | Manipulative | Never lies | Cares about her family | "Still young and hip" | Bad role model | Tries to be a good person
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    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 | Information on Twilight's dark magic | Friendly actions may be powerplayed

    "Really? Well, they're close enough." Aphra responded with a huff, clearly not happy about being corrected. She would have learned eventually, and she may even call Twilightzone the Monarch just to spite her. "Good, I'll definitely be in that one." Probably not any others, she didn't care for drugs or being hired to kill.


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    [fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;color:;]---- george waltzed over, his golden eyes dark like molten bronze today. his dark red robe hung in his back, almost touching the ground, crown resting atop his head. "aren't you a doll?" fake lust burned off the tip of his tongue. he hadn't felt anything for anyone since thomas left. but george had to pass the time, maybe the little feline would be fun to have around.


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    GENERAL:
    ♔GEORGE WILLIAM FREDERICK | KING GEORGE III | MALE
    ♔ bisexual • biromantic • pansensual
    ♔ twenty six moons | ages every 60 posts
    ♔ executor of the cartel | no official titles
    IMPORTANT THINGS:
    ♔ reincarnation of king george iii
    RECENT EVENTS:
    ♔ promoted to executor april 11th
    ♔ promoted to vanguard april 3rd
    ♔ joined the cartel
    ♔ created march 25th
    PHYSICAL:
    ♔ SALUKI [main] | health: 100%
    — tall, white, regal saluki. has golden eyes rimmed with red from constantly being tired. has red and golden crown, lined with jewels on his head. has long red cape.
    — major injuries: throat cut open on the inside, scratched vocal cords
    — minor injuries: gash on left cheek
    PERSONALITY:
    ♔ extremely narccissistic. very clingy, lowkey cares a lot about everything. huge public flirt; hopeless romantic
    ♔ slowly growing insane
    ♔ has warped since of 'love'
    ♔ king of being sarcastic
    ♔ ENTJ - T • Slytherin • Erudite
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ♔ single; longing | ½ [nothing] | hardcore crushing on thomas jefferson
    ♔ parents - npc x npc | gen 1
    ♔ siblings - tbd
    ♔ children - viktor frederick
    ♔ friends - thomas jefferson
    ♔ allies - all crewmates, all squadmates
    ♔ enemies - frightfur seraphim, twistedpaw, menhit
    POWERS:
    ♔ thought manipulation + mind control - discovered - mastered
    ♔ eye color control - discovered - mastered
    ♔ dead body possession - discovered - mastered
    ♔ metal summoning - discovered - unmastered
    INTERACTION:
    ♔ slips in 'old english' as his memories return
    ♔ hoards precious metals and gems
    ♔ hard physically | extreme mentally | will start fights
    ♔ attack/speak in #ff6969


    Oh ho, who was this? Aphra looked over at George as he came over, her eyes glancing up and down briefly to survey him. "Aren't you regal?" She retorted back, though she meant her comment. Though she didn't know George's thoughts on her, she'd certainly agree to get with him a night or two, provided he gave her money for the Angels. Or hey, she may do it secretly and have no pay needed. After all, she wasn't bound by the Angels, and she didn't always have to report to them.
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    [sup]♥ ― caera was relatively new to this world, and due to that she knew very little. She was confused by this entire conversation when she padded over, coming to a halt on the other side of Radio. What was a prostitute, and why did everyone want a division for it back? And what was a Cipher spawn? Was she one? Was it good to be one? If she wasn't one, she wanted to be included! She'd have to ask either Xael or "Aphra" about it later- probably Aphra, since Xael scared her.


    "What are you, blind? She's not a doll! She's walking around and everything!" God, how could George be so blind! The child shook her head at the two, laughing to herself. Some people were just plain weird.


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    [fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;color:;]---- he grinned at aphra. that might be nice, he needed someone to help him forget thomas. the name burned his tongue, it even scorched his mind just to think of him. but the sheepdog kept dancing through his thoughts, in his dreams. god, he missed him. the saluki looked at the literal sheep-dog and laughed. "yes, i can see she isn't a reall doll, caera. i was simply comparing her to the beauty of a doll, even though she far exceeds it." george winked at feline.


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    GENERAL:
    ♔GEORGE WILLIAM FREDERICK | KING GEORGE III | MALE
    ♔ bisexual • biromantic • pansensual
    ♔ twenty six moons | ages every 60 posts
    ♔ executor of the cartel | blackheart rogues
    IMPORTANT THINGS:
    ♔ reincarnation of king george iii
    RECENT EVENTS:
    ♔ joined the blackheart rogues april 27th
    ♔ promoted to executor april 11th
    ♔ promoted to vanguard april 3rd
    ♔ joined the cartel
    ♔ created march 25th
    PHYSICAL:
    ♔ SALUKI [main] | health: 100%
    — tall, white, regal saluki. has golden eyes rimmed with red from constantly being tired. has red and golden crown, lined with jewels on his head. has long red cape. scar on left cheek.
    — major injuries:
    — minor injuries:
    PERSONALITY:
    ♔ extremely narccissistic. very clingy, lowkey cares a lot about everything. huge public flirt; hopeless romantic
    ♔ slowly growing insane
    ♔ has warped since of 'love'
    ♔ ENTJ - T • Slytherin • Erudite
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ♔ single; upset | ½ [nothing] | missing thomas jefferson; open to love plots
    ♔ parents - npc x npc | gen 1
    ♔ siblings - tbd
    ♔ children - viktor frederick
    ♔ friends - thomas jefferson
    ♔ allies - all clanmates
    ♔ enemies - frightfur seraphim, twistedpaw, menhit
    POWERS:
    ♔ thought manipulation + mind control - discovered - mastered
    ♔ eye color control - discovered - mastered
    ♔ dead body possession - discovered - mastered
    ♔ metal summoning - discovered - mastered
    ♔ shapeshifting - undiscovered - unmastered
    INTERACTION:
    ♔ slips in 'old english' as his memories return
    ♔ hoards precious metals and gems
    ♔ extreme physically | extreme mentally | will start fights
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    "keep your dick in your pants, george." xael shot a distasteful expression in the direction of the canine. she saw how charmed he'd been with thomas, and she doubted that any real sincerity lie with his words. but if the two wanted to do ungodly things they could very well keep it to their private chambers.
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