Gather 'Round the Meteor Fire -- End Game Camp

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    The panther was a little late, yes, but he had managed to listen in on the important bits. He wanted to see the destruction of a clan - he desperately wanted that kind of power himself, but seeing it in action would have to do - though he felt that he would be more useful causing chaos elsewhere.


    "I'm headed to Shadowclan to give 'em hell. Anyone wanna come with?" he suggested to the others present. 'The management' over there had just said to do whatever they wanted, and chaos was a good thing to strive for, but at least some of it needed to be planned. What he wanted was more effective when there was more than one person there on his side.


    ( Ok, so what Yun is planning essentially, is that more than just him join shadowclan, so that both/all of them can cause trouble, making it seem like not just an isolated incident?? Because that would work better?? So anyone wanting to join in with this would be great!! )
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    Splatterclaw glanced over to the panther with interest. her red eyes shone deep desire. "Typically, I'm not one to follow rather to lead, but since you suggested it, I'll suck up my pride and follow you." Splatterclaw spoke.


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    A smile crept over Talonfire's muzzle at the small dragon's words. "Cause havoc at a gathering? That sounds like fun!" He turned to Flurryblaze, "should we do that? We could join that cat in Shafowclan." His head jerked around at the sight of movement behind him. A small white and grey cat was slinking around behind him. "Hey!" He called to HiddenBlizzd, "want to join our havoc to the clans?"

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    [color=#85aff2]Finch narrowed her eyes at someone offering to join Shadowclan and wreak havoc. [color=white]"Good luck with that. Target someone inactive, you little asshole. The leader and vice leader are here. I'm the vice."


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    TAGS — As more and more creatures began to arrive, the hellhound would allowed a light smirk to play across her lips. Finally. There was speak of fire, and the canine's pupil-less eyes would shift to Bill Cipher. "Let's move, then, I don't have all day." She needed to get back to ShadowClan, and speaking of which, it seemed someone wanted to pipe up about them. "Bitch, we are right here." The ShadowClan leader would speak up from beside Finch, quirking a fictional brow to the feline who had spoke with a snort.


    //rushed


    Oh ho, pissing off the larger Clans. That was great, but it could also lose them as an "ally" for End Game. "Lesser Clan targets right now." Bill growled at Yun. "Then move to Big Clan that not ally." Like BlizzardClan, perhaps. They rose, shaking their fur out. "We go to Rebellion."


    //For those who want to join Bill, go here!: THE MONSTER YOU MADE ME || Fire! + End Game
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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 (from finnishwars)
    scratch scars on neck (from corrupt)
    torn left ear (from pierce)
    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
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    in-depth tags
    warned the rift and westeros [5/01]

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    A smile crept over Talonfire's muzzle at the small dragon's words. "Cause havoc at a gathering? That sounds like fun!" He turned to Flurryblaze, "should we do that? We could join that cat in Shafowclan." His head jerked around at the sight of movement behind him. A small white and grey cat was slinking around behind him. "Hey!" He called to HiddenBlizzd, "want to join our havoc to the clans?"


    HiddenBlizzard stood. He'd been found out, so he might as well show him self. "Hmmm.. What purpose is it for?" He wondered, walking towards the group of cats. From what he'd heard, these cats were not clan cats, rather seemed to want to cause trouble for them. HiddenBlizzard didn't like mean cats, but he was curious. "Who are all of you anyway?" As he talked, he recognized a scent. Turning to Talonfire, he tilted his head. "Do I know you? You smell familiar.." Though he was sure he'd never seen this cat before, he certainly knew that scent. Legend...

    Flurryblaze bristled. "We should attack something small first, not the large clans." She was startled as a black and white cat was all of a sudden confronting Talonfire. "And how would he know you? We've never seen you before!" She hissed.

    HiddenBlizzard shrugged. "I don't know. But I recognize his scent." He was beginning to realize that the tom was the same one he and Legendstreak had been tracking. He kept that to himself, though. "Who knows, maybe it's nothing. Anyway, I'm HiddenBlizzard. Who're you?" He saw no harm in introducing himself, and he awaited a reply.



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    Talonfire narrowed his eyes at the second tom. Why was he acting so weird? "We are going to create havoc in some sort of clan. It will be fun." He nodded to Flurryblaze, "figure out if there is any clan you know that we could join to make trouble in. We can do that instead of a large group then. We will have to rally some cats first." He turned back HoddenBlizzard, "the name's Talonfire."

    "We can always do the Cartel, I could just flood them out into the jungle." Seasquall came into this feeling like she wanted to kill and maim but those feelings were getting weaker as she saw what they were planning to do. Maybe she could pull off being a double agent...


    //I'm open to Seasquall staying true to Endgame or being a double agent, whichever will cause a lot of chaos and doubt amongst people.

    //end game's theme song End of an Empire by Celldweller XD


    Why couldn't they just go with the leader and destroy the Rift? She turned to stare at the Tom as she waited for him to answer Talonfire.

    HiddenBlizzard nodded. "So, we're planning to wreck havoc amongst the clans?" He shrugged. Really, it wasn't his thing to be evil. But maybe he could stop whatever these cats were planning. Or who knew, maybe he'd find a home at last. "Well, I might be in. Depends, I guess"



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    He was glad so many people were scheming, and a high laugh exited his throat at the drama going on between ShadowClan and the others, "My my, Sango and, yes, I know you Finch. You guys have a mighty fine pole up your ass don't ya?" He shook his head, amusement in his blue eyes as he spoke his rather calm statement.


    Dismissing the matter entirely as Bill got it handled the dragon stood finally and yawned, snapping his teeth shut loudly as if to gather the attention of the bustling crowd, "End Game! As you see we have the fire at the Rebellion going on, I also need four people who are willing to guard a prison i'm setting up. This prison will be a small cavern that is heated to a nice, smoldering temperature by the surrounding rock and earthly gasses. It'll be a rather horrid place for our prisoners to stay cramped in. Your job will be to antagonize them all mentally, but no physical harm may be done. We want to open their minds and flay those instead of muscles, which can always be repaired. We will also be starving them. These four guards will need to guard the prisoners regardless of which group they call their home, so I need people willing to not break under the pressure of love or loyalty or what-have-you." He spat, as if disgusted by his own words.


    "Who volunteers to guard the prison? Quickly now."

    HiddenBlizzard tilted his head. Now that sounded cool. "I volunteer." He meowed quickly, stepping forwards.




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    [center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px;][font=georgia]End game this. End game that. That was all the chatter these days. But then again, she couldn't help but be intrigued by the subject of destruction, after all she was and technically still is a black hole. Approaching the rabble of blatantly 'edgy' creatures, the canine would look upon them with disdain. Stars. The words coming out of their mouths, well some to be fair, were down right cringey and power mad. But what did she expect to be here aside from the mentally ill. She guessed she was no better though her nature dictated her to destroy and consume.


    Volunteer to guard a prison? Fuck no. She was here to eat. This was her fucking feast and she did not want to play babysitter. Ignoring the pale dragon's call, the star patterened femme would simply loiter and listen to the buzzing conversations. As for the setting fire to a clan option, she'd consider it.
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    WASTING AND BURNING OUT | 5/4/17

    [center][fancypost=background-color:; border: 0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;]The end of all things, brought about by meteorites. How positively dramatic; something that would strike fear into mortals. Honestly, he was only here because Anima would likely to oppose it with the view that the world was meant to be saved, maintained, let to run its own course into ruin. This was its course, come to stare her in the fact, and yet she would still likely not be involved or actively oppose.


    And he hoped it was the latter. So she could watch everything she fought for fall apart. And that was something that was worth toasting to, despite the fact that he would possibly swing for half the people present. So, he watches the gathering progress, prison guarding sounding actually appealing. He was no fighter after all.


    "I wish to guard." He states, mostly because he has no loyalties to care for, no families to hold allegiance to. He simply wishes to watch the world burn to spite a woman.