Make Your Ch{o}ice

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    Liesel grinned, a slight grin that could show the adviser wasn't around to piss him off. "Well, I guess I'm not very creative, that's why I quit being a stylist trainee." she shrugged, "and most of my family is full of assholes. I use sarcasm because that's what I'm used to, it's the Elite after all, eh?" she shrugged.

    [size=8]Sacrifice forced himself to chuckle, nodding his head. "Yup, conform to the rest of the Elite. Hell, the reason I have such violent mood swings is because my soul is split in two. And believe it or not, but I'm two years of age and only have one litter out of love. A rarity in the Elite anymore. It's either rape or one-sided love." The blue ticked tabby sighed, ears flicking back toward his skull.

    "Well, Sacri, you learn a few things in death. Even Ecclesia knew that. It was her cat-side that got her in trouble. The daemonic side could've pulled her out. But I doubt you guys evern knew she was a merged soul," Syryn mewed, sitting down and flicking her tail. "And Vasilica was merely a puppet, in my opinion. A puppet always trusts the person who pulls the strings. As for the other leaders, I was trusted by Capone, Sorna, Vasilica, Ecclesia, and I'm assuming these new ones.


    Turning to Leisel, the former Adviser gave a nod. "Stylist Trainee, eh? I remember when those guys used to have power over members. Of course, that all changed with Vasilica. I could've been leader this day too, if it weren't for Rika."

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    "Soul is split in two?" a small frown gripped the adviser's lips. "Well, that sounds like shit." she was a very blunt young girl; she didn't really know how to say 'I'm sorry about that' or show any type of sympathy in general but she'd been through mounds of hardships that changed her over time. Her cheeks flushed a little at the mention of litters - three, she had, with Lorem, that was her love and she didn't know if he shared it, Ampora, the mate she had spilt up with due to legions, and Allen, who she indeed liked but he was.. well, Midday liked him and she'd never to that to her little miss.


    "There is a lot of rape. Honestly ridiculous, if you ask me." the seal point snorted in disgust as she shook her head, damn vunerable females simply asking for it by straying away from the safety of home. Whatever. "Yep, stylist trainee, I was a softie then." Liesel chuckled and shrugged. [b]"Vasi was very young when she ruled so it makes sense that the little thing would trust about anyone. A temper, she had, I recall."

    "Well, I don't give a fuck about Ecclesia anymore, but she wasn't a split soul, she was two souls merged into one. A normal cat, which was what she was born as, and a daemon, Invidia of Envy," Syryn said, shrugging. She just gave the facts, and didn't really care anymore than that when it came to certain topics.

    [size=8]"Yup, he calls himself Odisse, or hate in Latin. He split Sola's soul in half and now apart of my soul is possessing her, and apart of her soul is possessing me. Her name is Regalis, or royal, and she's a pain in the ass." Sacrifice grunted, mentally snarling at the soul. Flicking his gaze back toward Syryn, the Adviser shrugged. "I don't exactly have Daemons as a religion. I'm not atheist, but I don't pin a name on a higher being."

    "Well, each cat can believe what he wants. I believe in no religion. Though I have to admit, Capone, that StarClanner, taught me a thing or two," Syryn meowed with a shrug.

    Mayzie wrote:


    {Timeskip, Kat, seeing as the demotions/legions never happened? Gideon is Adviser again. (:}


    OOC: So flippin confused >< Merp.


    IC: Helvetica listened to the conversation with amusement.