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    Bill wasn't here on matters of The Rebellion, for once, but they weren't exactly pleased they were chosen to come here. But at least they weren't the only one, they supposed. Ululare was behind them, which would provide some sort of protection if they happened to be attacked. Bill's fur was puffed out as they arrived at The Rift's border, tail flicking back and forth. "Bill Cipher and Ululare." The demon rumbled. "Have news."


    @Ululare
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    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | ringmaster[leader] of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of the exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    body is constantly twitching
    compulsive liar disorder
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links
    Powers Bill can/can't use
    in-depth tags

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]He recognized the dream demon, but not their companion. This place sure was turning into a hotspot for assholes, what with Deathstroke coming yesterday and now Bill. Whether or not Ululare was one remained undetermined, but if he was with Bill it was likely. "Spit it out and leave, then." The Commander said, not pretending like he had any warm feelings towards their guests. At least they weren't attacking... yet.


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    Tags | Updated 4/30/17


    JULIAN WILSON-ALEXANDER



    "After what you've done you don't deserve to speak."
    The growl came from a nearby mirror, the blue saluki glaring at Bill with a passion. Normally Julian would simply hide and avoid such matters but after Vulpes' disappearance he had been left feeling colder and darker, his heart becoming closed off and leaving him without fear.
    "However speak quickly, I'll let you say your piece before you get torn apart like the vermin you are."
    Curiosity was the only thing holding him back, what could be so damned important that even the likes of Bill simply came to talk? And who the hell was the other guy?


    //ninja'd


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    Bill bared their teeth at Greyarea and Julian. "We speak when we want." No, they wanted to make sure Ululare was catching up to them first. They didn't care that Greyarea spoke to them like that, however it was Julian who set them off. The demon dug their claws into the ground, as if trying to restrain themselves.
    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | ringmaster[leader] of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of the exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    body is constantly twitching
    compulsive liar disorder
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links
    Powers Bill can/can't use
    in-depth tags

    [center][fancypost=background-color:; border: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; color: purple]「 may these words — be the first to find your ears 」

    Nemo had not heard of the horrors that had been inflicted by Bill Cipher or The Rebellion, they had been sheltered by their mother and had not known hatred until recently, although rudeness of any kind still surprised them, they did not believe that anybody should be mean, but they were a child and their opinion seemed to matter very little to adults.


    The young hybrid would make their way towards the border, paws shuffling slightly as they heard the angry voices of their clanmates, they did not want to be involved in a fight or argument, hopefully one wouldn't occur.
    After reaching the border, they would look up at the larger golden feline with a curious gaze, wondering what they could have done to cause Nemo's clanmates to dislike them this much.
    Nemo would probably be moved away when their mother came, they knew that she wouldn't let them stay here for very long, especially with the aggression from their clanmates.
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    Ululare was happy to have Bill on his side. To be honest, in his previous lives, Bill always seemed like competition. But now? They seemed to be aligned, and the wolf was not going to have petty jealousy creep in on his newfound power. He remembered how the meteors had crashed into the ground, called by his and his team's own ability. This was indeed the End Game. So far four groups would not be returning from his first attack. And oh, the power felt more delicious than any food he could ever eat.


    "Go ahead Bill, explain what they have to fear." Because it definitely was something to fear.


    Their appearance marked the end.


    Bill has always thought of Ululare as the enemy, someone whom they had to compete for ultimate power. But since the wolf had a great plan, the demon was happy that they were together. Among with several other powerful creatures, too. Bill briefly looked at Ululare before turning back to the Riftians. "We have meteorites. Will use them against Clans, already destroyed four." Bill seemed highly proud of these, and it was evident in their grin. "The end of Clans draws near." And they were ready for it.
    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | ringmaster[leader] of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of the exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    body is constantly twitching
    compulsive liar disorder
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links
    Powers Bill can/can't use
    in-depth tags


    JULIAN WILSON-ALEXANDER



    "I doubt it, you're bluffing. Get out now and sow your lies elsewhere!"
    Julian snapped furiously. At least he hoped this was a lie, this was the last thing he needed on top of Ghoulian's dimensional destruction quest. At least he still lacked one Orb.


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    Bill chuckled. "Are we?" The demon stepped forward now, trying to poke JULIAN with a flaming paw, trying to burn him. It wasn't a way of proving that they -- End Game -- had control over the cosmos. Regardless if Bill's attack succeeded or not, the demon stepped backwards and still grinned. "We are End Game. Be careful who you mess with." And especially your's truly. Bill was a creature that was easily ticked, and now that they could control meteors, their power should not be questioned. In their mind, at least.
    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | ringmaster[leader] of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of the exiles | messanger of end game | titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    body is constantly twitching
    compulsive liar disorder
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links
    Powers Bill can/can't use
    in-depth tags
    warned the rift and westeros [5/01]

    [center][fancypost=border-width: 0px; width: 470pt][align=justify]Her pale blue gaze is intent upon the duo, a cool and calm expression across her facial features, eyebrow quirked. "Sorry, what?" Sola slips up, laughing, lifting a paw and waving it around in the air a bit to get their attention. The husky isn't amused, although all signs say otherwise. "Meteorites? Destroyed four Clans already? Are you delusional? We have nothing to be scared of, Billy. Never have." The canine won't allow either of these two pests to intimidate her, and she won't let them touch The Rift, if she has anything to say about it. However, she knows that all matters are out of her control, like usual. That doesn't mean she can't fight back.


    "You two must be off your rocker. Even if the end is coming - ahem, a big fucking if - I'm not scared. Go frighten someone else with your pathetic stories of destruction and blah blah blah." The laughing has subsided, and the dog just looks annoyed now, glaring at the two of them with a sharp look as she steps up by Julian, Nemo and Gray.


    Her attention flickers to Julian as he speaks and she nods her head, agreeing whole-heartedly. It comes as a surprise when the demon makes the move towards Julian, and a low growl starts in the back of her throat as she lunges forward with the intention of snapping her jaws around their neck. "Be careful? Look who's talking. I'll rip you apart." And she very much wanted to.


    JULIAN WILSON-ALEXANDER



    Julian had no reason to budge or flinch, instead holding his ground and letting the mirror get burned. He simply narrowed his eyes at the demon and snorted.
    "I'm not afraid of you anymore, Bill. Not of you, or anyone else. Not you! Not Ulululu...whatever he calls himself. Not of Deathstroke! Not of Ghoulian! Not of the Shadow Wolves! I'm not afraid!"
    Julian shrieked as he slammed his paws against the dimensional mirror from his side to make a 'thump' noise. Though of course he would never break through, the void itself kept the two dimensions separate.


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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.


    End game. Cainsmark wanted to snort at that, and he wasn't one to take threats lightly. The wolf stalked towards them slowly, chaotic energy thrumming in his veins as he let his gaze wander over Bill indifferently. He didn't care for him or his friend's intimidation tactics, and could feel a sneer inching upwards as he stopped beside his Clan.


    "Right. Messaged received, what ever. Fuck off, Bill," he drawled, evidently unmoved by his posturing. He'd like to see these 'destroyed' Clans himself, though he supposed he'd find out soon when he discovered his missing ally.


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


    WHO IS IN CONTROL? | 4.16


    "Please do." Bill smirked, though they truly didn't want that happening, not with this body being permanent and all. Or, well, it wasn't their only one, but possessing a new body took fucking forever now that their mind was slowly deteriorating. Bill jumped back more as Sola snapped her jaws at them, and raised their paw in defense. Sola was able to bite down on that, earning a few laughs from Bill. "Pyrrhia, Tribe of Eternal Sun, SpaceClan, and BoneClan have suffered. Dare you be next?" They were certainly pressing Bill's buttons. They knew that three of those four weren't likely cared about, but BoneClan was once a well-known, powerful Clan. So if the Clans knew that they destroyed BoneClan, then maybe they would take End Game seriously.


    Bill snorted in response to Julian's words. "Whatever you say. We know how to break you, but fortunately not plan for End Game. Perhaps another day." The demon turned around to face Ululare now. "We leave." They stated, as if they had control over the wolf. And with that, Bill would begin to walk off.


    //Out unless someone stops them!
    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | ringmaster[leader] of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of the exiles | messanger of end game | titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    body is constantly twitching
    compulsive liar disorder
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links
    Powers Bill can/can't use
    in-depth tags
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    CADENCE.



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    Meteorites...? Cadence's coat bristled as she stalked over, brushing against Sola for comfort. "He's kidding, right?" She asked, glancing at her mother and father for confirmation. She'd seen what Bill could do- she'd watched them destroy people and Clans without even touching them, but... Meteorites? Destroying all the Clans? What were they playing at here? "He's not really going to hurt everyone, is he? Malkyn's big, I bet she could take 'em..." She was mostly trying to convince herself more than anything.


    hidden scrolling | starmie.*

    His muscles rippled under his heavily scarred skin as he slunk through the shadows of the nearby trees. His face was calm and passive as he surveyed the ones called Ululare and Bill. He didn't know nor care who the others were, but these two had managed to earn his notice. One did not simply call down meteorites from the depths of heaven.


    As his eyes swept across Bill once more he noticed the corrupt within him. "You have fallen far, young ones" he thought to himself "and now that we meet again, you will fall further." But now wasn't the time. They were unimportant when compared to the task at hand. He'd deal with them later.


    "Who has betrayed me? How did you fallen, broken creatures manage to do this?" He slowly stalked away through the forest, more questions now than when he came.


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    louise w.k.p.h.p.g.n.m . shadowclan, bloodclan, and the rift . duskreacher [shc] second tier [bc] member [tr]
    KEEP TALKING SMACK, I DONT GIVE A SHIT — tags

    this end game...it fucking terrified her. meteorites? well, she was better off fucking hiding in the ground all day! her parents' [two of them] disappearance left her overly suspicious yet trusting, and this...she couldn't take it. she had to tell someone...


    she had been watching, curious translucent eyes glancing at the visitors. they had killed four clans? oh crap. she watched them leave, and she stalked away in the opposite direction.


    now she felt hopeless, even more so. an empty pit in her chest lay like a bullet wound, right through her.[fancypost=background:#COLORHERE;height:1px;padding:0;width:450px;]

    Noelani had, presumably, been in the growing crowd. Terror had amassed under her quieted features as she listened, her eyes squeezed shut, her head pounding. Dare you be next? A dare. Gods, where were these ideas and words coming from? Why were all of these infamous people coming together? Why? Questions similar to these but also very different whirled in her head, making her sick, nauseous, pressing her claws over her eyes before taking three deep breaths. The avian then emerged from the now-dispersing group, eyes wide as she turned to Cain, or Grey, or anyone who would listen. "What's going to happen now?" It was said quietly, but in a surprisingly stable voice. It was probably a question most would be thinking. She just felt, for once, a simple idea that things were going to change.

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    A ringing laugh exited the wolf as he turned to follow Bill where he was leaving. Ah, so fearless these guys were, so valiant. "Go examine the burning rubble of what once was four standing groups and see if you have anything to fear." He said in an off-handed comment, turning and padding behind Bill as he exited the area. What they had come to say was done, and now it was time to move on. There was planning to be done, power to be gathered, and targets to be acquired. After all of his failing, he was finally succeeding. He was finally watching the world burn, in quite a literal fashion.


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    I NO LONGER FEEL THINGS I KNOW I SHOULD. – malkyn macabre rhodes.
    WHERE IS THE REAL ME? I'M LOST AND IT KILLS ME INSIDE.


    [ retro to her plot-start ]


    "How terrifying." Something in her is not impressed, even in the slightest. Bill is not terrifying, neither is his.. unimposing compadre, Ululare. She rolls her eyes at them as they leave, sneering slightly. She finds their display immature and idiotic seeing as they were morons. Terrible.. unimposing villains at that. She glances down at Cadence, huffing slightly. "They're just trying to scare you. Besides, you have nothing to fear from them."


    ALPHA OF THE CANOMAGICAE. CAINSMARK'S HELLHOUND.


    WE'RE UNCONTAINABLE | 4.16



    CYRUS;;


    Ululare. That bastard. Cyrus had met him personally in the past. He'd been trying to recruit groups into some sort of...iron alliance? Death alliance? By Theseus, Cyrus couldn't remember, but the Arcane hadn't gotten involved and they'd dropped allies with the Blackheart Rogues soon after. It had honestly been a relief, but seeing him here again was truly unexpected- especially when accompanied by the likes of Bill Cipher. This was the first the nyari had seen of the infamous rogue, and he looked...well, less intimidating than Cyrus expected at first glance. The mutated figures of Ghoulian and Darth Vader were what filled Cyrus' mind with fear, and by contrast, this...just looked like another feline. It was his words rather than his appearance that started to scare him. Spaceclan, gone? Could it be true? The nyari's tail lashed, but he said nothing, trusting that Cainsmark would know what to do. Their leader's reply, however, left Cyrus feeling more nervous. Shouldn't he be taking these two a bit more seriously? Did he know something they didn't?


    He could only hope that they were lying about the meteorites and the destroyed clans. Threatening the Rift with the wrath of space... images of the chunks of rock thrown up by the volcano came to mind, and after seeing the damage they had done to the Arcane, the nyari looked as fearful as the others as the End Game visitors disappeared. Surely rocks from space would do so much more damage than those from the volcano? He'd only just found home in the Rift, he couldn't lose it as well...


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