Posts by LÉON Targaryen-Mikaelson

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  • standard instructions [ open/windclan raid ]

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    Léon swooped into the air over the battle field, flying low to easily pick off any NPC's that were unlucky enough to be near his claws. He narrowed his eyes, talons lightly brushing the ground as the second in command searched for an opponent. A low chuckle rumbled from his throat as he could see that his clan mates were much too easily holding their own against the attack. Now, was there anyone worthy enough to fight here?

  • THE TIME IS NOW // OPEN, IMPORTANT QUESTIONS

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    Léon nodded, a slight smile appearing on his maw. He was glad to see that this was going pretty well. "Right, we definitely need more joiners. The mass adoptions seemed to help out a bit, but not as well as I expected. If anyone has any ideas that could help with the activity and the amount of new joiners, that would be great. Now, as for the history of Stormclan, that could help a lot. When would you say was the golden era of Stormclan?" He asked, his head tilting slightly as he gazed at Fangraven.

  • One, Two, Three (Open)

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    Léon spotted Magic, one of the more prominent members of Stormclan. He made his way over to the other male, for no reason in particular other than to spark conversation. Just because the Insignia was "taking over" the clan, didn't mean they couldn't be civil.
    "Magictrick," he nodded as a greeting, gazing down at what he was doing.

  • What Did You Expect? -Open + Insignian Raid-

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    Léon chuckled with an amused darkness as he spotted one of the Windclanners fleeing form the scene. "That's right, run away." He warned, his power causing thick tendrils of physical darkness to snake out of his paws and towards the Windclanners. He controlled the darkness, causing it to wrap around an NPC and suffocate it by flowing into it's mouth. Yes, this was going to be fun, especially sense the second in command had mastered this power by now.

  • I COME WITH HAPPINESS / FAVOR, OPEN

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    "No, Lilith, you won't." Léon warned, appearing at the scene. He stood by Lilith, and his words were just him being an overprotective brother. He turned his gaze to Citrinevision, giving him a cold once-over. He raised an eyebrow, stepping forwards ever so slightly. "If I remember correctly, opium is a drug. If it is we don't need any of our members dazed and distracted in their own 'lala land'." He paused, letting his words hang in the air for a moment.


    Finally his eyes rested upon the tiger again. "I'm Léon, the 'hella rad' second in command that Grim here was talking about," a dark smirk came upon the Commdore's features, "now, what do you need?"

  • WE TALKED ABOUT MAKING IT || RECEPTION

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
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    Léon entered, his dark optics drifting around the light decorations. This was a bittersweet day because the Insignia was strengthening bonds with one of their allies, but also, his sister was getting marries. And, being the overprotective brother that he was, it was a bit irritating that he hadn't even met the groom.


    He supposed he should... congratulate his sister. So, the Commodore strolled up to the front, nodding in greeting at those that he passed by. Finally he came to Lilith's side, "best of wishes to he happy couple." He spoke to her with a slight, playful smirk. Was she happy about this, the only emotion he could read from her at the moment were mixed and uncomfortable ones. Léon leaned closer to her, "if he hurts you, I'll take care of him." He whispered to her, so that only she could hear.

  • I COME WITH HAPPINESS / FAVOR, OPEN

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    "What can you offer us?" Léon asked with a flick of his tail, his chin raising slightly. "Besides the drugs," he added, a bit of an edge to his voice.

  • I wanna dance with you ;; open, exiles raid

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
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    Léon rushed into battle his narrowed eyes accompanied by a dangerous smirk as he searched for an opponent. Everyone seemed to be preoccupied at the moment, which was a shame considering the second in command was itching to wrap his claws around something. Instead, he flew low to the group keeping his eyes peeled for entering exiles or clan mates that needed help. His darkness manipulation power had already been summoned, and the black manifestations swarmed around his paws, grasping around npc's and crushing their necks and ribs with a sickening snap. Oh how he wished he could play with someone worthy enough.

  • CHIPOTLE IS MY LIFE | mass meet and greet

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    The male seemed to know everyone that was here so far, though there were a few unfamiliar faces. He had been busy lately with Stormclan and other matters. Nether-the-less, meeting new clan mates was always important, especially for the second in command.
    "I'm Léon, the Commodore here." He introduced himself for the sake of the newer members. His eyes focused on Procel, seeing the similarity between her and someone he recognized quite well. So, Sylmae had had her children.

  • I WILL NOT BOW | open, 'visitor'

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    // oh sh.t's about to go down


    Léon narrowed his eyes at this male, coming to stand beside Adam with a stance that held a warning. There was not much room for doubt that this was Adam's father, they had unmistakably similar features. Still, that did not mean he could come to the Insignia demanding things.
    "Sorry to ruin this touching, heart-felt reunion. But, if Adam doesn't want to go, he doesn't have to go." He stated firmly, staring straight at Adam's father. At least him and Sylmae agreed about something.

  • standard instructions [ open/windclan raid ]

    LIBERATEDBLAZES wrote:


    [sub]//any attacks on Liberated?

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
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    Léon finally locked his eyes upon an enemy that wasn't already being attacked. The dragons back was to him, and the second in command briefly contemplated if he should shift into his dragon body as well, but ultimately decided against it. Besides, he didn't need to change his form to bring down an opponent.
    Léon spread his black and white feathered wings wide, sailing with a ominous silence towards the Windclanner. When he was a beat away from reaching Liberated, he reached out his claws, aiming to sink them into Liberated's back and throw her to the side with a savage force.
    // can he capture Liberated??

  • I WILL NOT BOW | open, 'visitor'

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
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    Léon raised his eyebrows, stepping forwards menacingly as the other did. The other's sarcasm was humorous to him, coaxing a chuckle from his jaws. "I'm the second in command of this clan, and I was Adam's mentor. That's more than you've ever been to him." He gave this male a measured overlook, clearly not impressed. "For the record, it takes more than getting busy in bed to be a father."

  • Sometimes I wonder.... ((Open

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    Léon felt the small body of Meadow run straight into his leg as he entered the scene. His gaze immediately shifted downward, by his body relaxed at the sight of the kit. He raised his eyebrows in an amused expression, not recognizing the little girl before.
    "In a hurry?" He asked, figuring she didn't know who he was, anyways.

  • PLOT WITH LÉON

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    yessss, can you make it please?? : )

  • EVIL MINDS THAT PLOT DESTRUCTION // IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT/ DEFENSES

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    "INSIGNIANS GATHER QUICKLY!" Léon yowled, not waiting for anyone to arrive, as he knew that they would be able to hear him anyways. "THE EXILES, LITTLE SH.TS THAT THEY ARE, HAVE DECIDED TO ATTACK STORMCLAN. WHO, IF ANY OF YOU HAVE ACTUALLY BEEN PAYING ATTENTION, ARE UNDER OUR CONTROL! THIS IS A DIG AT US, AND WE ARE GOING TO FIGHT BACK LIKE THIS IS OUR OWN CLAN! NOW, GET OVER THERE AND HELP DEFEND IT!"


    LINK -- http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=2104262.msg0#new

  • IT'S NOT YOUR CHOICE // Exiles raid // THERE'S NO ESCAPING IT

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    Léon entered the battle, his eyebrows raised amusedly. Ah, how funny the Exiles were, trying so hard to get under the Insignian's skin. He summoned his dakrness manipulation power, and thick, black tendrils of solid darkness snaked out of his paws. He forced the black manifestation to shoot like lightening towards Bill Cipher and attempt to wrap around his legs, neck, and torso. At the same time, the second in command charged at him with a fierce brutality, also aiming to slam into him his his outstretched claws.

  • What Did You Expect? -Open + Insignian Raid-

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    Léon hearing the roar, already guessed was about to happen. Keeping the darkness wrapped around Jax's paws, he quickly put of a thick wall of the manifestation between himself and the fire. He could feel the heat of the flames, and it burned a bit, but the wall did not budge. Summoning force, he yanked with a rough force at the darkness that was coiled around the male's legs, aiming to slam him into the wall.

  • IT'S NOT YOUR CHOICE // Exiles raid // THERE'S NO ESCAPING IT

    [justify]Léon Targaryen Mikaelson
    Commodore of the Insignia - Temporary Leader of Stormclan - Immortal - Demon-Angel Hybrid Vampire Lion
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    Seeing Bill's fangs shoot towards him, Léon reared back, but felt the pierce of the bit land on his lower left leg. He clenched his teeth, but wouldn't let the attack faze him. After all, it was just a scratch. Since Bill was currently biting his leg, Léon swung forwards with his other three, aiming to ram the other demon in the jaw, claws and all. Then the Commodore reached out with his head and attempted to bit Bill as well, anywhere he could reach. Bill wasn't using his powers, so neither would he. Léon's uncontrollable, demonic rage- which fueled his darkness manipulation -prohibited the power from extinguishing. So, the solid black floated around them like menacing branches of a tree.