Posts by buttercup123

[justify][sub] danijel had figured a meeting would be comin' up soon. the strategist simply slid forward, sitting near riptide, leaving the usual bubble of space between them, watching noirstar. honestly, today was a busy, busy day. lots of stuff was happenin' today, which included the fact that she needed to get her speech done. procrastination. hahahah.

[justify]_{im laughing
theres already a four ship
riptide x danijel x noma x patchy}[/justify]

[justify]_{its rip x danijel
danijel x noma
noma x patchy
patchy x rip
;3}

_{im screaming sea}[/justify]

[justify][sub]this needs some updating eheheh<3

[justify][sub]oh my god noir and danijel i cant even

bUt omg danijel and rip should have a fling and then afterwards they should b rly good friends

aND sadly danijel doesn't rly like manny ;c

[justify][sub]groans
i never want to look at weebly ever again after today
this bio is taking so long
ive been working on it since 1 o'clock and now its 6
http://danijelhc.weebly.com/
its not even close to being done?? i have to do her personality and finish her history

[justify][sub]its been so long since i tried on a bio tbh??
weebly did like
all the work
its rly pretty but i feel like its not as good as it should be

for some reason??
your quotes weird
hh
http://danijelhc.weebly.com/
??

[justify][sub]tbh i just put character bio??
and that is personal
i didnt rly plan it actually
i was gonna??
but i literally was like
i got this
ok!! i'm gonna get to work again
bc i think i have like,,,,
4 hours
oh god

[justify][sub] this speech was only for noirstar, due to some information which she didn't feel needed to be shared publicly, so she had gathered her wits and came to his den.

today was a nice day, the sun shone, the sky had been slightly cloudy. she liked the clouds, they meant rain, and rain helped the flowers, right? she also liked the world, nature. nature helped the flowers and the animals that fed her, the plants that fed those animals and some of her clan mates. the plants that healed and helped too. today was nice, with her small smile and her gentle fidgeting, danijel had gone over it in her head. well, not really, because she was winging it. she just went over what she wanted to say. she wanted to point out her virtues and vices, so he knew what to expect with her as a aristocrat, she wanted to say how she could help the clan, and what would possibly hinder her from helping. she wanted him to make the decision while knowing all the facts.

but she still doubted herself, as it was how danijel worked. she doubted and doubted, and doubted some more. but she only doubted her own self, and those she knew were weak. weak was not what was needed for hawkclan, which was why she doubted herself. she was weak, she would always be weak. she wouldn't even be strong, but she was okay, how she was. she hoped someone else would agree with that.

today was a nice day, she breathed to herself, blinking at the thoughts, repeating it over and over. she had procrastinated on this, she had avoided it, really. she hadn't been ready, she would never be, but today was a nice day, and the schizophrenic had watched the flowers and the squirrels and the warriors and the shamans, she had watched the fish and the gulls, the borders. she had sat, thought, and decided. today was a nicer day, today was the day she'd try. the last day, of course. she could only hope, really. hope, pray, wish. she really did hope he didn't judge her by her personality. it wasn't pretty, she wasn't pretty, her personality was nasty, and she was plain. so she had come to him plain. today, she walked naked, lacking her accessories, she came to him as she would every morning, slightly groomed, still messy, without a bandanna, or a knife, or a fox pelt, nor a flower in sight. she came to him with a natural look. she looked like toma, which hurt a little bit. she had left him for this, really. she hadn't known then, but she didn't now. she had left him to be here.

today was a nice day.

"hello, noirstar. my name is danijel dragan kostic, daughter of posiepockets kostic and hilaria kostic, and i am the identical twin of toma kostic. i'm one of hawkclan's strategists, i've been in this clan for a month or so, i am a male to female transgender, and i currently possess three bodies. this is my speech for the aristocrat's contest." she cleared her throat, squaring her shoulders. that was the basic information, the stuff she knew. no, danijel didn't know she was a early stage paranoid schizophrenic, she would have told him that, too.

"i wish to see hawkclan prosper, to gain a good reputation with its allies and perhaps a bad one with the anti-clans. i want to see us become strong, yet reasonable. but reasonable does not mean that we cannot watch out backs when need be, and attack when the need is presented. i feel that you need reliable high positions to do so, and i have decided to let your decide if i fit the requirements. i have strengths common and uncommon, and weaknesses common and uncommon. but i will always tell you the truth, shall you ask, and i shall always inform you if i feel as if i am weighing the clan down- and if that feeling stays, i will likely retreat from my position to open it for someone more worthy. i know i have not been here for long, and that i do not know anyone- but how could i, as i may have three bodies that breath, i am but one being, one soul. so, i open myself to your judgement, i will say what i feel hawkclan needs, and i will say what i have.

"hawkclan needs someone strong, someone who can speak what needs speaking, and someone who can push away their own problems for the great good of their clan mates. hawkclan needs someone who can easily go under cover, who can rat out what is needed to be learned. someone with a good eye for traitors, and someone who can lead in case of the worst. hawkclan requires aristocrats who can protect themselves and the clan, but also knows when the clan should be protected first. yet, despite the need for strong members, we need ones who are also social. someone who can easily communicate, and figure out what the clan wants, and someone who can easily plan out their schedule. we need leaders, leaders with traits different between them all. of course, i mean characters with leader like attitudes, yet they need to know how to respect those higher and lower. age and position matters now, as relations and species, sex and gender, what matters is how the character helps their clan." danijel shifted awkwardly, suddenly. now it was time to get on about herself. time to tell the leader her own flaws.

"i myself, am not socially adapt. i have problems interacting for too long, as i am an introvert. i cannot waste my energy on things that are useless to me or my clan. yet, for my social weakness, i make up in my knowledge. i was raised in a house full of open minded beings, and i can accept anyone, and sure as i might be mule headed at points, i am also a viable resource to hawkclan, as you yourself know of one of my main strengths. i can easily switch between personalities, and i do indeed have mood swings, but my emotions can be pushed away, i can shed them if i need. if it meant to save hawkclan, i would help my mortal enemy, and i would smile the whole way through if they need it. despite my young age, i know much about close range fighting, but due to a lack of being blessed with powers, i have a inability to fight long range. i am frail, bone wise, and i will likely always be, but that does not make me useless, it just means that i must use my plan looks, and the shadows to my advantage." she was a spy, a rat, a weasel. but she was a loyal one. noirstar had to know that. "i am loyal, i am physically frail, i am fast, but i cannot tank, i am intelligent, but i am young, i am a goal oriented being, and i am bad with children. i can easy vent my own anger in private, and i can put my energy into cheering others up. i think through everything before i speak it, i plan ahead, and i have a vast knowledge of trading, selling, and battle. i also can outsmart most, and i am, admittedly, a master of manipulation and con-artistry."

she stopped, then. to let her words be processed. she was blunt, with everything. she needed him to know, she was a bad person.

"i grew up with my mothers, and my identical twin toma, in the loner lands. i was raised in a open minded house. i left them to join a merchant train at six months, and left that merchant train at eight months to find hawkclan. i haven't seen my family in a relitively long time, and it bothers me, but i will not ask you to visit them, because when i left, i knew what i was expecting. i left to find myself, and i know now that myself, i, belong here. in hawkclan, under your rule, as one of your knights, let it be high position or not." there, simple enough. the strategist kept a straight face, not a glint of sadness in her eye's. she missed them, sure. but she was here, now, she was a young strategist of hawkclan. she would be whatever she was in the future, she wasn't going to leave, to abandon what she had found. this was her, where her loyalties lay. "and no matter what happens, i plan to be a loyal subject, under the monarchs rule, for as long as my soul can be carried in a body." that was simple enough, right.

today was a nice day, "that's all. i hope you enjoy the rest of this beautiful day, noirstar." a polite smile, and the margay spun and left without another word. though when she turned around her calm look melted into one f slight anxiety. oh she hated speaking a loud. how did anyone do it?

ooc ..
her bio is located here!!
bio

[justify][sub]i'm goin' to my little brothers?? today
and im staying the night
so ye,,,

[justify][sub] yells hello this is meme calling i need to ask you where you got the art on your profile because its so pretty i cant

cOughs,,, but hello!! i'm zodi and i roleplay danijel!! she's one of the strategist's, she's nine months old, and shes a dmab! tbh i can see how your skittish with the threads bc sometimes i get anxiety about replying to open threads bc i'll probably ruin them or somethin,,, but!! its ok bc like everyones stated hawkclans got a funny, accepting community and we'll help you however you need it //w//

most people will take open and private threads- though some limit to certain types due to their characters ect ect, and most people here are happy to plot with you! ofc thats not the best help ever if your shy hahhaha. but!! if you ever need someone to rp with you, danijel's always open for friends and stuff, and most of the hawkclanner's are too.

[justify][sub]good luck!! since i'll be gone all day, congratulations to the winners!!

[justify][sub] danijel knew as well as anyone else here, what day it was. today was the day, afterall. the day noirstar hopefully anounced the promotions. hopefully. unless he decided to play a sick game one them and add to the suspence. zodi was also rather subdued by this, watching the board for a hint of what was going to happen, using their brothers laptop at his house to see if an anouncement has been made. this was getting interesting, yet daniel was calm. the margay simply sat alone, watching the tuxedo, or was he a bear today? her eyesite had failed in one eye, so she was left with one, not so great eye. hopefully she, or someone she knew well, would get promote today.

[justify][sub] "everythin' i learned has lost it's value, from what i can tell. rumor says there was a mass demotion recently." danijel shifted awkwardly. what a pain, to have gone only to find her information wasted. she had known about the high positions, which ones were the real smart ones. she hadn't known a whole lot, though. "if you need a man in shadowclan i can go, any time noir. i live for the thrill, y'know." the strategist offered noir a grin. what did she knw about anti-clans? they had egos the size of the milky way. "i think there's some drama between the civil and another anti-clan. not sure which one." zodi festered with the info, while danijel shrugged at the rumors.

[justify][sub] "filth sounds great." danijel grinned, offering a look of challenge to the leader. filth, huh? shadowclan sounded fun, in all honesty. another moment to fake her looks. yes.

ooc .. rush

[justify][sub] danijelsimply nodded for those promoted, offering a small smile. seemed right, though she did worry that she didn't know one of the knew strategists at all. her inactivity ha eenpoor due to stress on her rper's part, but hopefully after this meeting she would happily be one of the active hawkclanner's. no demotions, either. sounded good, to her. a meeting filled with promotions. lets wait for the crushed hearts. yet, didn't this mean those promoted weren't in the running for aristocrat any longer? she slid beside noma now, offering a smile to he aristocrat.

[justify][sub] danijel had simply smiled at the promotions. she had missed her name, mainly because her rper had originally. the dark eye'd margay had opened her maw to call out a congratulations to those who had been promoted. but she was blinded by a smile and her jaw near hit the floor. wait. congratulations to her? she reprocessed it, before calling after noma. "thank you!" she also directed it to noirstar, offering a grin. she looked over her co-workers, too. seemed good.

[justify][sub] "i think you should let the medics do their job," the aristocrat appeared, with her new shiny rank, the margay slid forward in all her grace, though little weight was place in one of her own paws. "after all, they earned the rank for their abilities. it gets aggravating, having someone else do your job." zodi knew this, due to the fact that she had played multiple medics, and characters who healed and weren't medics were aggravating. the recently promoted fem offered a simple shrug, before speaking up again. "speaking of medics, i'll go get one for you, pocketpaw." with that, the aristocrat turned to go find one.

[justify][sub]( HIGH POSITION NEEDED )
shamans
( WHY YOU NEED THEM )
pocketpaw broke her,,, paw.
( THREAD LINK )
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1649613.0

[justify][sub] "i doubt it would be in your control, a new alter." the aristocrat pursed her lips, dropping from her place in the tree. the body didn't bother het, she watched it with interest. she wanted to get a closer look, really. she wanted to study it, the way it had been killed, the way it had been sliced. the assistant deputy stopped, opening her maw again. "how did noirstar react to the first incident, you seem to suggest there was one." danijel didn't know how to handle the situation, no, she did not. but, if she knew how noirstar had reacted the first time, she could likely figure out how to handle it. she really didn't want to get him in trouble for his mental ailment. it wasn't his fault that he had this disease, yet it was bad enough that he had killed. the shaman's should have taken care of it, really. found some herb that calmed his mind.