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    ARCHIPELAGOISLAND

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    Another day, another meeting. This time, Archipelagoisland's wasn't feeling it. Instead she placed a fifty inch flat screen TV inside of the middle of the camp, slid in a VCR tape and let it play. A blue screen appeared across the screen. She pulled out the tape, blew on it, and threw it back inside. Thus, it begun. She walked away and went to go chill by herself. After all, she deserved a break. Dealing with the lame meetings were rather a hassle and she really needed to get some stress off her back. Archipelagoisland was almost six years old. If she stressed any longer, her bones would crumble and her skin would peel away, leaving the ashes of her body on the ground.


    And so, the video begun to play! Well, there was some minor grunting and tapping at the lense before the actual announcements started, along with a mumble of slurs under her breath in annoyance towards the camera. Thankfully, that faded off quickly. Thus, begun the real part of the video.


    Through the loud speaker spread across the camp came her shout. "Rifters, listen up! It's time for announcements." They could either gather to watch the TV(who didn't want to see her beautiful face!?), listen to her announcements like it was a radio, or simply not care. Archipelagoisland wouldn't know otherwise. "You have three minutes to clear out and come here before I begin the meeting." A paw loomed over the screen now and made it black. Silence proceeded her words as she watched the clock on the wall.

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    Well, wasn't this strange? Ridgewhiskey found himself rather amused as he padded over to the television that had been set up, watching Archipelagoisland's face on the slightly static-y screen. So this was how the meeting was going to be held? Fair enough, he supposed. He wondered, mildly, if anybody else was going to watch the TV, or if they would listen. He had decided on watching, just because he didn't have much else to do, but he figured it may be more manageable for the others to just listen.


    life is hell, but so is dying!

    frightfur seraphim muzikant / whitecoat of colouredclan & lieutenant of the rift & reaper of the sanctuary / genderfluid + female serval body / tags

    *:･ﾟ✦ Frightfur had come running, thinking that the TV recording was actually Archipelagoisland’s voice and he’d be late. When the bionic serval arrived, he stared blankly, blinked, and broke out into giggling as he held a metal paw to his mouth. ”ha, is this for real?” he said brightly as he choked back another laugh.


    Still, he gravitated to where Ridgewhiskey was in front of the giant (currently blacked out) screen. He bet it was worth waiting to see what the black and white elder had taped for them to watch like a movie. It had to be interesting and he didn’t want to miss a thing.

    hiding under the covers

    ✧･ﾟ━ the pyrenees saw the tv, and her head cocked in confusion. had archi decided to give out announcements from a screen? hmm.. interesting. shiloh took a seat by fright, eyes intent on the blacked-out screen to see what would happen next.

    with no one else to blame

    ARCHIPELAGOISLAND

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    "BOO!"


    The female lifted her paw away from the lens and screamed to scare her clanmates. Nevertheless, she covered the camera again and resumed her silence. They would have to wait. Announcements were coming soon.

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    Acecard was beyond confused. What the fuck was Archi up to now? Nonetheless, he took a seat by Shiloh. His ears perked in surprise when Archi gave them a scare, but he relaxed again.

    — "speaking in #bf0000" —

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    hiding under the covers

    ✧･ﾟ━ shiloh would jump at this scare, falling backwards and onto her back. the large animal's fall would make a thump on the ground. archi... she wanted to say something, but she knew a recording would not answer her. so, with a soft, sheepish smile she pushed herself up again and gazed at ace, mortified.

    with no one else to blame

    Falloutboy arrived a little bit after the scare, and wondered why in fuck's name Ace and Shiloh looked shaken. Shrugging, he took a seat next to his Ridgewhiskey. He hadn't actually been at one of these meetings before. He missed the last one but decided it was better to be absent than late. After all, when you were late, it was likely that people would just stare.

    — "speaking in #9957cd" —

    - tags -

    life is hell, but so is dying!

    frightfur seraphim muzikant / whitecoat of colouredclan & lieutenant of the rift & reaper of the sanctuary / genderfluid + female serval body / tags

    *:･ﾟ✦ Fright’s eyes widened at the sudden loud ‘boo!’ of Archi’s voice that sounded form the speakers. ”Ack!” he cried at the sudden noise. Hey, she’d said three minutes and then they’d get the info! Of course, he wasn’t sure if he’d expected any less…


    When he caught Shiloh’s fear and shock-struck fall, he giggled again and pointed with a paw like a jerk to the pyrenees until she was sitting upright again. ”Ha, Shiloh, nice one,” he muttered with a winsome grin.

    — IT'S TOO COLD OUTSIDE

    Frostbite padded over lazily, her feathery wings spread out as she'd just landed. Tucking them in, she took a seat near Frightfur and waited.


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    The beast would trail over and sit down. She had finally returned home and had her companion back. So, she would have to be on her toes and take care of what was hers. Yes. She would come to this meeting and watch, but she had o listen out for her companion. At least for the moment.


    thinking | "speaking"

    CRASHEDPAW

    The male had approached a little late, which was odd, considering he had a habit of coming to things early. But, it was fine, because the announcements had not actually started and he had not been there in time to hear Archi's little prank. The cub's head was low, gaze downcast, as if he was trying to hide his face altogether. Every step hurt and felt humiliating, but he knew he couldn't just stop being around because of this. He quietly relaxed near Shiloh.

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    ARCHIPELAGOISLAND

    "TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

    Finally, the paw pulled away from the lens. The feline clasped her paws together for the camera and let out a sigh. "Alrighty, folks. Everyone here? I assume so. I can't check either way!"A laugh left her. "We're on a good schedule lately and I thank you greatly for our frontboard position, hence... as promised... I will be throwing out the open thread competition and offering art at our mass adopt." She'd been saying that for awhile. It was finally time for her to follow up. "Along with that, I'll try to incorporate any celebrations we can get because I am so thankful for your help and how you've been here, even if it hasn't been long. So thank you." She figured she shouldn't ramble on too long about that.


    "Speaking of new beginnings and achievements, welcome to the clan everyone! Meet your new clanmates. Ciciero, Diego, Hiddenflame, Sonambuli, Foggedperspective, Cainemate, Luciano, Shiloh, and Gareth." With each name, she'd point towards the subject. "Treat them as one of our own. They are heavily appreciated." It was a good sign to welcome joiners and treat them well, along with plotting with them, if any of her clanmates wanted a promotion of their own. On the though of promotions, that's where her mind went next.


    She offered a sigh. "I would also welcome some of these members to the team. Please welcome Shiloh, Deepsea, and Crashedpaw to the team of Officers. This team will now be led by Ridgewhiskey and Acecard." She had warned the Acecard about his activity many times, but he seemed to be improving. A little nudge wouldn't hurt though. "This also means Frightfur may step up to commander, the deputy equivalent." But they had Frostbite as a deputy too, so she also had to do something with that... "Frostbite is now off probation. She may resume as a vice-leader as long as her activity is on par and she's sober." Even though she had forgiven, she would not forget.


    - Congratulations to everyone. We made it to frontboard and I am so proud of everyone.

    - Will be throwing up that open thread contest finally. Things are sorted out accordingly

    - Welcome CICERO   DIEGO.   Duskflight   DEERBLOOD.   CHARISMATICKNIGHT   CAGEDTEETH   ARSONIST. @s h i l o h GARETH -

    - No warning to youngblood . due to their problems

    - Frostbite may drop her probation and resume as vice-leader as long as she continues to be welcoming, sober, and active.

    - Frightfur Seraphim M. ! is promoted to deputy.

    - Shiloh, DEEPSEA. , and crashedholidays to officer.

    Part 1/2 of the meeting.

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    hiding under the covers

    ✧･ﾟ━ shiloh listened intently to the recording, beads of sweat forming on her head due to embarrassment. when crashed took a seat next to her, she attempted to place her tail on the injured cub’s shoulder, heart aching with empathy.

    then, she was promoted to officer, along with deepsea and the cub right next to her. she was shocked, but deeply honored as well. the pyrenees gave a little smile to crashed in congratulations. she wouldn’t say anything to the recording, obviously, but she would congratulate the others who were promoted, ”congrats everyone!”

    with no one else to blame

    CRASHEDPAW

    There was a secure feeling that came when the female placed her tail upon his shoulder...as well as a little bit of pain. That was where some of his deeper cuts were, after all. Oh well, though, he still felt good about the gesture. The meeting started out on a happy note and he would perk his ears upward, glad to hear they were doing well as a whole. Upon hearing the names of the newcomers, he would try to pick up on all of the names. He hadn't gotten the chance to meet most of the joiners recently. And then she said his name.


    Oh, what did that mean? She thought he was doing good? Oh, jeez, he hoped he wouldn't screw this up. "Th-Thank you," he whispered in shock, lifting his head. "Congratulations to everyone!" he'd say next, raising his voice a bit. Everyone deserved a congrats - they were doing good together.

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    Ridgewhiskey listened to the announcements with rapt attention, never having been one to just let the words slip by him. After all, a good Rifter knew exactly what was going on with their group, didn't they? His ear twitched as the joiners were welcomed, and again when his name was called. He was promoted to lieutenant? Fair enough. "Thank you, Archi, I won't let you down. Congrats to the others as well."