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    TAKE IT ON THE OTHERSIDE — He'd offered to hold some sort of event in order to welcome all of the new people, and this was all he could come up with. Set up just in the northern outskirts of camp, where there was room, were a couple of tables with food and beverages. Set up a few feet away from the food tables was a table laden with darts, and ten feet away from there was a bulls-eye target. "Yo! Shadowclan!" He called out, voice booming, "Meet in the northern outskirts of camp for a mass meet and greet!" He added on.


    His idea for this might have been a rather dull one, but he supposed it was better than just having everybody call out their names. He waited for a few people to show up before he padded over to the table with darts on it, "So the idea here today is to get to know each other better, make some friends, meet some new people, welcome some new members, yadayadayada. I figured we could spice things up a little bit with a friendly competition." He placed a paw on one of the darts and rolled it around, "That's where these come in. One at a time, you'll come up to the table, pick up a dart, say your name and three interesting facts about you, and then you throw the dart. Now since this is just a friendly competition, there will be no winner, but hey, you get to throw sharp pointy objects at a board, and who doesn't like that?" With that said, he picked up a dart to begin his demonstration.


    "My name's Cavalryheat, or Calvin. My tongue and bodily fluids are orange, I've never been to any other clan besides Shadowclan, and I'm a Duskreacher." After that, he threw his dart, listening to the thud it made as it landed two circles out from the bulls-eye. "After you've thrown your dart you can mingle, have some food, or whatever the hell you wanna do." Now that he'd said his peace, he grabbed a piece of salami off of a snack tray and went to have a seat by the dart table so he could oversee the meet and greet.

    It'd been awhile since she had actually been to a meet and greet. The last one she went to had quite a few people that weren't around here anymore. She always had to wonder where people disappeared to, and whether or not they were safe. Hopefully, they were. But now wasn't really the time to worry about that; this seemed like a fun event to go to. She was probably one of the first people to show up, seeing that she was pretty enthusiastic about this whole thing. This was honestly a great way to get everyone situated with each other.


    "Hey, my name's Sugarpop! But I prefer to just go by Sugar," she started by introducing herself, in a rather enthusiastic tone. Three interesting facts about herself? She had hesitated for a moment, before thinking of what to say. She didn't really think there was all that much interesting about her. Most people knew about her powers. Well, two of them. She doubted nobody knew about her save points, and she'd rather keep it that way. Plus, bragging about those just felt weird. So, she decided to just go the route of lesser-known things about herself. "I've got pastel pink blood, I sometimes steal things and I used to travel a lot." She completely glossed over the fact that she 'sometimes' stole stuff. It was usually from human stores or abandon places. Usually.


    She had attempted to throw the dart, although completely missed the board. The dart just went off somewhere. Hopefully, it wouldn't hurt anyone. She moved over to one of the food tables, looking over it for a moment, before just deciding not to grab anything. For now, she'd just sit and watch everyone's introduction. She didn't want to really miss anything.


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    Hearing the call had roused the female from a short nap she had been taking and she allowed a light yawn to pull from her throat. Turning her gaze to the side she tilted her head a bit and managed to come together with what had been said. A mingling thing on the northern outskirts of Shadowclan's territory. Softly she grumbled to herself about wanting sleep before she pushed herself to her paws and headed that way. After all she loves social events and she wouldn't want to miss this one. It took her a moment to get to the area but when she did she remembered the bonfire she had hosted here. The fire raging as she had attempted to burn the box but there was no burning it. It remained a connection to her and she sighed dully before shaking her head a bit and pushing the memory away. Her paws tingled at the idea of throwing a dart as Cav explained the game and how it worked. She understood it and when he went she listened to his introduction. All of his bodily fluids were orange, interesting. Sugar as she explained her blood was pastel pink. Bright colors they had and she was slightly amused by the idea before she moved forward and picked up a dart. "Alright, So my name is Sekhmet Dakarai Resurgam Alexsandrov Reaver. All of my bodily fluids are black and they glow, the markings on my body also glow which is kind of weird it being black and all. I love fire and I especially love caramel." Few facts there and then she threw the dart, it whistled through the air, spiraling before it landed on the outside ring. Aiming was a thing and she tilted her head a bit, well better luck next time. Moving off she went to mess with the drinks, getting a small bowl of soda to sip on.

    TAKE IT ON THE OTHERSIDE — It was nice to see that there was some interest in the way of this little event he'd thrown together. He give a smile to Sugarpop as she introduced herself and threw her dart, "Ah, you'll get it next time, Sugar. Come back around after everyone's gone and throw another if you want." He barked, in all honesty he wouldn't care all that much if she'd went ahead and threw one now, he hadn't stated any rules against it, had he? Oh well, she probably wanted to get out there and mingle anyways.


    And then Sek came up, introduced herself, and threw her dart. It seemed nobody was having very good luck today. Although he'd learned some interesting facts about the both of them. For instance, he would have never known that Sugar had pink fluids, or that Sek loved caramel, which was a useful fact for future reference. Maybe he could bribe her with some if he ever needed to. "Same with you, Sek. Come back around if you want another go." He was surprised to find that he little chicken from hell wasn't following her around.

    「Every weakness exposes flesh — and flesh invites a knife.」


    The prospect of further getting to know his supposed Clanmates had drawn the valravn over, his eyes full of delighted interest. Every bit of knowledge he could glean about these people, this world, surely would be useful someday, wouldn't it? He waited for Sekhmet to finish and then took his place next to the table with the darts, lifting his raven head high in what some might call a show of arrogance. "I am Enyo Phrike," he proclaimed, "a 'raven of the slain'--a raven who has fed on the bodies of those killed in battle, and thus turned into a wolf-raven hybrid." That, he was sure, was far more interesting and/or creepy than anything else anyone had to offer, although this really wasn't a contest. What else, what else? For some reason the color of one's blood was mentioned by everyone, and so he decided to continue that. "My blood is colored a regular, normal red, and... I have a particular affinity for darkness and death, probably due to how I became a valravn."

    He chose a dart, long and skinny, and tossed it casually in the direction of the targets. It slammed into the target near the very bottom, barely on the board at all, but still it was there.

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    ❝ PICK HEADS OFF FORGET-ME-NOTS ❞

    a scowl would cross the beautiful creature's face at the prospect of darts. there was a good reason kerrigan hadn't spent their life honing any skill that required accuracy or strength and that was because they simply lacked those two attributes. glancing down to their paws, kerrigan wondered if they would even throw the dart in the right direction, after all how were they supposed to even hold a dart with paws? well, in the spirit of getting to know their clanmates (and all in one place, they didn't even have to track them down across the territory!) the star-speckled grey and black-pointed serval would give it their best shot despite the sinking feeling in their gut that this entire gathering were about to be called to an end due to them causing some disaster.


    they padded over, picking up one of the darts and taking a deep breath, staring down the target with lilac hues surrounded by ebony sclera. with any luck the dart wouldn't land in someone's thigh. "my name is kerrigan xerxes harbringer," they introduced before quickly reworking a few facts about themselves, "gardening is my hobby of choice as well as cultivating herbs and foraging for.. certain plants and objects. I love stories and lore, books and reading, anything fantastical and takes you on a journey without having to move your paws. and i'm terrible at games of every sort so i apologize in advance for whoever ends up the victim of my throw," they said before hurling the dart.


    it whizzed through the air and landed with a thud on the board, just outside the bullseye. lilac hues surrounded by ebony sclera blinked rapidly in surprise, portraying their disbelief just as clearly as kerrigan felt it. "oh, lucky shot," they said slowly. no, they were horrible at games of every kind, where had these sudden skills come from? fluke, simple as that.

    ❝ THE FADED LIGHT OF MEMORIES ❞

    Kairos wandered over, having followed the call for a mass meet and greet. So far, not many were here, which was fine with him as it meant he probably wasn't late. He watched as each clanmate threw their dart - his onyx eyes clearly focused on Sekhmet before he forced her from his mind. She had such a quizzical effect on him.


    Finding a break in members, he padded up to grab his own dart, "My name is Kairos and.." his eyes went wide as he drew a blank. Was there anything at all about himself worth mentioning? "I have wing." saying the first thing to pop into his head. He threw the dart and then turned before watching where it landed, quickly escaping the spotlight to stuff his face with food. God, why was he suddenly so awkward?


    TAKE IT ON THE OTHERSIDE — He quirked a metaphorical brow at Kerrigan, a grin spreading across his maw. They were different, and it was almost refreshing. They were quite formal, it appeared, well to him at least, and they had quite the vocabulary. He watched as they threw their dart, hitting the closest to the bullseye he had seen yet, "Yo! Nice throw, Kerrigan!" He barked out with a hoot. He was enjoying this so far, if he was being honest. It was entertaining to see his clanmates either fail miserably or get some lucky throws, and above all he was learning new things, and that was always cool.


    The boy watched Kairos next, that stupid smirk still on his maw as he watched the other stare at Sek. So, he wasn't the only one enthralled with the woman? Good to know. He listened and watched as Kairos did his part and he gave out a small chuckle, "Not exactly how this works, but hey, I'll take it."

    ❝ PICK HEADS OFF FORGET-ME-NOTS ❞

    at the sound of cavalryheat's voice, kerrigan would turn lilac hues surrounded by ebony sclera on him and an honest smile graced their maw, pulling the corners of their mouth upwards. it wasn't a look they wore often, but it was sweet and took away a bit of that air of mystery surrounding the grey and black-pointed serval dipped in stardust. they almost seemed.. normal again. "thank you. usually my darts land in thighs, not near bullseyes," they said with a small snicker to follow. afterwards, they would offer him a nod before moving out of the way of those behind them. kerrigan then picked their way toward the food, picking up a few melon balls before glancing over to the male beside them, kairos. "you'll choke if you don't slow down," they said, having noticed the anxious way in which he ate, "or at least give yourself a world of a stomach ache." kerri offered him a kind smile, hoping to calm his rattled nerves without verbal comfort.

    ❝ THE FADED LIGHT OF MEMORIES ❞


    Twilightfrost

    ShadowClan Warrior.

    19 moons old.
    Current body: Direwolf.
    Played by Frostsoul~

    Twilightfrost blinked at the call for a meet and greet. These had never been popular when she was in her previous life, though it was rather intuitive what it was. She figured it'd be a good way to get out of her shell. However, as the direwolf padded up she realized quickly that it was a competition. She was probably the least competitive person around. She hated competitions...she hated confrontations. Sighing, she nibbled on her lower lip, before slowly dragging herself over toward the group. Grasping a dart, she gave a worried look at those gathered around. "My...name is Twilightfrost. I'm much older than you'd expect, as I am reincarnated. I used to be a medicine cat of ShadowClan. And my favorite color is blue." with that she gave a feeble attempt to toss the dart, which didn't even hit the board and flopped to the ground. She bit her lip, wincing as if somebody was going to strike her or yell at her.

    TAKE IT ON THE OTHERSIDE — "We'll count ourselves lucky that the dart hit the board then." He said with a small chuckle to Kerrigan's comment. He listened with interest as Mirka came up and listed his facts, which all rhymed. That was quite interesting, he supposed, likely a purposeful act, but he wouldn't begrudge the boy for it. "Nice, nice, pleasure to meet you Mirka." He barked, shifting slightly in his spot.


    Glowing oculars shifted to Twilight as she approached and he listened with interest as she listed off her facts. The lady seemed rather nervous, and he cocked his head at her when she winced upon missing. "You'll get it next time, dude. Come back around and try again if you want, and it's nice to meet you." He was enjoying this little event. He was meeting quite a few people, and everybody seemed to be enjoying themselves for the most part.