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  • GOD HAS GIVEN YOU ONE FACE,
    AND YOU MAKE YOURSELF ANOTHER
    ・゚✧

    Arriving into the scared hollowed gathering area, Sweetophelia turned to look around at her setting. The other leaders had yet to arrive, but once they did they could do their typical check-ins and discuss the problematic issues of the day.


    OOC | This is gathering is reserved for leaders of official clans


    TAGS

    credit goes to lingerie


  • FOURTHWALL FALLOUT

    leader of the blackheart rogues



    "JUST BECAUSE WE CHECK OUT GUNS AT THE DOOR"

    "So much for being fashionably late." I'd say with a chuckle as I padded over to where Sweetophelia was already waiting. I'd never been to one of these so I had zero idea in how this was supposed to work, but I wasn't worried. It couldn't be that hard to watch what they did and then mimic it. And if I didn't meet their standards what interest did that really hold to me? The only people I really had any interest in were the two allies I was closest to, Sweet and Littlestar, and my clan was doing it's part to show they hadn't been a mistake. We were Julys most active backboard clan after the board changes and even the Bloodclan/Colouredclan dual raid hadn't been enough to wipe us out. We'd held out own brilliantly and it had given me a new-found confidence to deal with Bloodclan head on, because now I knew. I knew they weren't strong enough to devastate us, and in another months time we'd have the numbers and will to hold out own against anyone who wanted to mess with us. We didn't need to drag our allies into things, just as I'd promised, and we were fast becoming a weapon that the proclans and neutrals would be glad to have on their side.


    "Hey Sweetophelia. Workin hard or hardly workin?" I'd ask, though the answer the that was already apparent. Any decent leader was always working hard. Even I was always on my feet doing something and I was probably one of the most non-leadery leaders you could find. So a clan as large and successful as Blizzardclan definitely didn't have a Leader that was sitting on their ass all day. But, as most knew after meeting me, when business talk wasn't happening I was as casual as you could get, and I definitely wasn't the sort of person who worried over weather someone wanted me around or not. So I took a seat over by her in what I assumed was the area meant for Leaders to gather in and settled down to see who else would be making an appearance.

    "DOESN'T MEAN OUR BRAINS WILL CHANGE FROM HAND GRENADES" 




    Basics
    Canine/Feline Hybrid - Hellhound - 5'9 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

    Interactions
    Aloof - Blunt - Sarcastic - Social
    Impulsive - Corrupt - Possessive - Unpredictable
    Aggressive - Dominating - Highly Intelligent - Fast Thinker
    Violent - Prone to Apathy - Capricious - Playful

    PLEASE NOTE;; Fourthwall is known to break the 4th wall, as his name suggests. He is a person who -instead of gods or reincarnation- thinks that he is just a character made up in a story, and so nothing he says or does has any real consequence. This allows him to suppress emotions like guilt or hesitation in order to enrich his life, as he believes that nobody is actually real, and so none of the bad things he does to others in order to enjoy himself are real either. He will often refer to his 'Writer' during 1st person posts and complain about the way they write him or his story, and is convinced that the entire world and FF's reality is just some big story.

    THE LEADER OF THE BLACKHEART ROGUES

    THE MENTOR OF XIA

    THE OBSESSED LOVER OF HYPOKRISIS


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  • Ah, the leader's gathering. Barbara had been to one of these before, and it had been kind of... boring. Not to mention the tension between her and the enemies of Bloodclan's leaders. The femme attended nonetheless, head held high as she ambled toward the gathering place. Only two other leaders were gathered so far, lovely Sweetass and- Barbara wrinkled her nose in unashamed disgust as she observed Fourthwall. So much for the slim chance of this actually being enjoyable. However, despite wanting to make a snappish or rude remark, the typically-childish Bloodclanner ignored Fourth and instead shot Sweetophelia a charming smile. "Heya, Sweet," she purred with a wink as she settled down a short distance from the other two, separated from the leader of the Blackheart Rogues by Sweet's body.


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    barbara fawkes | 12 months | cream tabby | bloodclan | queen/leader | played by cobblepot


  • He had been to one of these before. The last time the subject of the End Game had arisen as well as the topic of some male named Felix and disgusting crimes he had committed. He was a new leader then but now he had survived another month in and he felt a bit more confident in his abilities. Or maybe that was this new body talking. It felt emotions stronger than he was used to them feeling and it was hard to reign them in. Still the overly large tiger made his way over to the area in which all the leaders were to gather. His breathing leveled as he looked at who was all already there and he dipped his head before he settled down. He had met Barbara briefly and had talked to Sweet on a number of occasions. But the Blackheart Rouge's leader he had only seen on passing. "How is everyone today?"

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    DESMOND'S TAGS

    THERE'S NOT MUCH LONGER, SO DON'T TRY AND HIDE

    YOUR BODY'S WEAKENING, SO WALK TOWARDS THE LIGHT

  • nothing burns like the cold.

    As Tsubodai approached, he glanced over those present, giving small nods towards Sweet and Barbara before he settled down by his sister. Judging by the indifferent expression on his face and how he ignored Fourthwall, it was quite obvious that he wasn't amused by the wolf's joke or whatever that remark was supposed to be. The jet colored lion turned his gaze towards Desmond as the tiger offered his inquiry. "Doing well, thank you," he returned with a small nod of his head.

    CROWN OR COFFIN

    KING TSUBODAI TARGARYEN

    avatar (c) phobs

  • Ah, another one of these. It would likely be her last one, though the pregnant femme didn't know it yet. Sauntering in, she took a seat and flashed a smile at the others. "Hello, everyone. I'm doing alright, and you?"

    //perpetually low muse rip

    I'm about as pure as poison
    So drink me up, 
    darling

  • GOD HAS GIVEN YOU ONE FACE,
    AND YOU MAKE YOURSELF ANOTHER
    ・゚✧

    "Working hard or hardly working"? Sweetophelia's brow lifted, surprised by the childish joke tumbling out of Fourthwall's mouth. "The former," she answered placatingly, offering a polite smile with the conclusion of her sentence. Turning, her smile grew at the sight of Barbara, Desmond, and Tsubodai - all faces she recognised and liked/tolerated to varying degrees. Selfdestruction also seemed vaguely familiar.


    "BlizzardClan is faring as well as usual," she answered simply. "How goes your conflicts against the Cartel?" she glanced to the Blackheart Rogues and Westeros leaders. "And yours against SunClan and ShadowClan?" she added, glancing to Barbara and Desmond. The Cartel was a most despised enemy so she would glad to hear of their impending destruction. As for SunClan and ShadowClan, they were in fact allied to BlizzardClan as were their enemies, BloodClan and RiverClan, but nevertheless Sweetophelia was curious to learn more about the on-going conflicts. She could not be certain if there was any other motivation for war other than tradition.


    TAGS

    credit goes to lingerie

  • Enderclaw
    15 Moons - Male - Enderclan- Warrior (Leader of EnderClan)
    Enderclaw
    - Ender, Endy
    AGE
    - 16 moons
    - 2/22/01
    GENDER
    - Male
    CHARACTER ORIGIN
    - Mauled by dogs as a kit. Put monster pelt on wounds to survive.

    - Alternate history: Twolegs had found the wounded Enderkit and revived him using monster pelt and lightning rope.
    ALLIANCE- Bluestar's Alliance
    - Warrior (Leader of Enderclan)
    Picture- See profile picture
    Description- Strong, Funny, Loyal, Brave, Daring, Adventurous
    Powers/Abilities (Non-Main Game): Can turn into human and any tank of choice (as well as a cat)
    Weapons (Non-Main Game): Double-bladed purple lightsabers, electrostaff, elemental cannons, arm cannon, Gatling guns, radar, and medical arms
    Weapons (Main Game): Crossbows, Flaming and regular bolts, bows, regular and fire arrows, med arms are old simple machines
    Has ADD

    Notify me if you have any questions or concerns about Enderclaw. He also has an armorless variant with a purple crystal embedded in his chest which enhances his natural abilities.

    OOC: I haven't been to one of these in ages.

    IC: Enderstar pads into the clearing and sits down, looking around.

    News: Enderclan has a discord server! https://discord.gg/Ud77baN is the link!
    "Speak", 'Think'
    [sub]TEMPLATE © Enderclaw The Cyborg (Enderclaw8876)

    You don't mess with salad.

    Quotes: "You're on the wrong end of the barrel, mate."

    "Ammo rack!"

    "Get racked son!"

    "Rekt"

    "Wasted"

    "Bruh"

    "Mate"

    "Respect the cannon! Respect it!