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  • I'M BULLETPROOF, NOTHING TO LOSE ★ open, meeting

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; margin-top: -20px]★ JINORA GRACE[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -10px][hr](sORRY GUYS)


    So, Jinora was still new to the whole “meeting” thing, so she was currently trying to be tell herself that people would second guess her, but she would just have to keep talking. Sure, that seemed doable.


    Jumping atop one of the chairs in the lobby, Jinora cleared her throat. “Tidalclan, gather for a meeting. I’m really sorry this is so late.” She had some promotions in mind, and was currently trying very hard not to forget them. dreamie was also crying and stroking the computer screen because her family's travel plans decided to just intervene with the life she didn't have.


    “First off, promotions. Cairparavel, I’d like you to step up to medic. You’ve had experience on the team before, and I think we could use you again. Cake, if you take the chance, you’re promoted to Officer. You’re very active around TidalClan, and a valued member. Madrigal is promoted to Ensign along with Differentkit, if she likes.” That seemed about right. Now, some other notices before she continued on to the titles.


    “Sammy is taken off of his warning – you’ve bumped up your activity. Good job.” The cinnamon calico smiled for a moment, glancing happily at her boyfriend. “I recall Bramblepaw leaving a notice, but I haven’t seen her at all for quite some time. Sorry, but Bramblepaw is demoted to regular status.” Huh. Jinny guessed that along with the great perks of being leader, there also came those tough calls with old friends.


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  • DEMANDS MAKE IT SO ; private, sammy

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; margin-top: -20px]★ JINORA GRACE[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -10px][hr]"Ha." Jinora deadpanned, though the corners of her mouth twitched in amusement as he laid his head in her lap. Absently, Jinny began toying with his hair. She braided little pieces, twirled some of it around her finger, and tugged on a couple pieces in a rather flirtatious way. His hair was really very long -- Jinny was considering conjuring up scissors before it got out of control.


    Leaning down, she brushed her hair behind an ear, and planted a kiss on his forehead. "It should be summer more often, don'tcha think?" She asked, poking his nose with a gentle index finger. Because dreamíe was mobile, she was trying to find the muse to shove into this post. Jinora yawned, looking down at her boyfriend through sleepy mahogany optics. The one downside to the comfy (comfy was a debatable topic) heat was the drowsiness that it carried with it. Combing her fingers through his hair, she hummed something that sounded like the lyrics to 'Titanium.'
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  • I'M BULLETPROOF, NOTHING TO LOSE ★ open, meeting

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; margin-top: -20px]★ JINORA GRACE[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -10px][hr]Jinora flushed. "Sorry, Ref—dreamíe was sure she had added you in." Jinny apologized, while dreamíe repeatedly hit her head against the keyboard. "Other than that, meeting dismissed." She added.
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  • DEMANDS MAKE IT SO ; private, sammy

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; margin-top: -20px]★ JINORA GRACE[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -10px][hr]Feeling his finger touch her nose, Jinora playfully stuck her tongue out at him. It was cute when she poked him, but it always made it so much cuter when he returned the gesture. It assured Jinora that he was...listening. That he was there.


    Humming another verse of Titanium, Jinora promptly took a pillow and scooted out from beneath Sammy's head, replacing her legs with a pillow. Since this was one of those massive leather couches, she had plenty of room to lay down next to him, laying her head on his shoulder. At his question, Jinora blinked. "No -- I'm...fine." She replied, another yawn escaping her lips in the middle of her sentence.


    "Sammy," She said, aiming positioning herself on top of him, and her legs rested between his knees. Jinora rested her chin on top of her hands, hoping that she wasn't hurting him. The question she was about to ask was...silly, and childish, but it was a rather good one. Hopefully he wouldn't make fun of her for it. "do you...do you know any stories?"
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  • 100 ONE-SHOTS CONTEST

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; margin-top: -20px]★ JINORA GRACE[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -10px][hr]ooh maybe doing this
    we should do this in koe madi
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  • CAUSE BABY YOU'RE WORTH IT | beach party au

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; margin-top: -20px]★ JINORA GRACE[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -10px][hr]Jinora could dance -- sort of. She had that thin frame that made her look like a ballerina, and the flexibility to complete the thought. She never took ballet, though. It seemed...forced. Every little girl did it, and just was not up her choice of careers to become a dancing stick.


    Walking over, she noticed her friends (spare Clinton, who hated her, and Karkat, who she didn't know) and boyfriend. She'd gotten an alert that this was a beach party, not a booze party. "Agreed," Jinny said, pointing to Cair. She considered asking the medic if she wanted to go on a secret mission to rid Cain's store of all the alcohol without him knowing.


    Leaning on Sammy's shoulder, Jinora aimed to pluck the pretzel out of his hand and take a bite, before putting it back in his fingers. She hoped he wouldn't mind -- and if he did, she could always get him another one. Looking on the other side of Sammy, she noticed his adopted sister. Waving a friendly hand, Jinny was absolutely oblivious to Clinton's hate towards her. "Hi, Clinton."


    Glancing at the dancing pair, Jinny felt sympathetic towards Hospy. "You think he's a better dancer when he's not wasted?" She called out to Hospy, considering the thought herself.
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  • 100 ONE-SHOTS CONTEST

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; margin-top: -20px]★ JINORA GRACE[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -10px][hr]dibs on breeze (:
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  • LIVING LIKE WE'RE RENEGADES ★ jinora's one-shots

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  • LIVING LIKE WE'RE RENEGADES ★ jinora's one-shots

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ (for some reason, i found this prompt really well-fit and slightly ironic for jinora, since she is based off an airbender from The Legend of Korra, and her life has been anything but a breeze.)


    020. BREE[b]ZE .[/b]
    477 words    [hr]


    Maybe a breeze isn't always...maybe it isn't always what it the definition says it is. Sure, when someone says 'breeze,' everybody thinks of a gentle, blowing wind, or that stupid phrase 'easy breezy lemon squeezy' (it's the dumbest phrase I've ever heard). People think of wind chimes and dandelion seeds, and nice walks along the beach. Sometimes they think of a breeze as a level of difficulty.


    And yeah, breezes can be nice and gentle and soothing. You could always go with that. And maybe, just maybe, that's all breezes will ever be to you. But, like everybody, even a breeze has a little bit of evil in it.


    Now, I'm not saying a breeze would try to take over the world. That's someone else's job. Hitler, for one, if you want to get into human history. Breezes certainly aren't strong enough to rip a roof off your house or overturn a car, but a breeze can ruin your day by messing up your hair. It can blow all of your papers away, or lose your spot in a good book (it's happened to me several times). It can slap you in the face with a newspaper, and occasionally, turn your umbrella inside out.


    A lot of people reading this are thinking that I'm taking this prompt too literally. They think that I'm supposed to take it in a metaphorical way, not explain the stupid aspects of a gust of air.


    I've got news for you.


    I'm not taking it literally.


    My point in my needless explaining happened to be that not everything is, in a nutshell, 'a breeze.' Everything has a dark side. That was also another one of my accidentally-put-into-my-lecture points. Including my own life.


    Now, I'm not going to complain a bunch and say 'oh, my life sucks! i have absolutely nothing and nobody, and everybody i know keeps leaving me...' I don't do that. Plus, not all of that is even true.


    Maybe I never met my parents, and maybe I left my only sister to travel a little bit. Maybe I don't have any worldly possessions because I see no use in them. Maybe my best friend, my soul-friend, if you will, died and left me. But I've put mom and dad, Stolenpaw, and CaraLynn behind me. Want to know why?


    Because I have a new family. Sammy, Cain, Cair, Lady, Malkyn, Clinton -- even if she hates me --, Diffy, Reflectingpaw, Icepaw -- all of TidalClan. And, hell, it might sound sappy, but I couldn't care less. I really couldn't.


    Despite my little dark pieces of time in my life, I think the pros outweigh the consequences in my situation. And I'm glad. Maybe a breeze can be evil, but I think that the best way to keep moving forward in life is to continuously look at the bright side of the breeze.
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  • SHE'S A GOOD GIRL [OPEN, RADIO]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ Hey, hey, hey! A radio! Jinora had found one of these back when she lived in WindClan. Not many people had showed up to her exciting (exciting to her, at least) discovery, but she didn't really care.


    "Radios are really cool. There's this kind of radio, that plays music, and then there's the other kind of radio -- like a walkie talkie. Walkie talkies are cool because when we speak, our voices produce sound waves. Radio takes those sound waves and converts them into electromagnetic energy that is transmitted through the spectrum...and there's more after that, but that's all I can remember right now. I read a book on it once." Jinora rambled, trailing off after forgetting the rest of information.
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  • SHE'S A GOOD GIRL [OPEN, RADIO]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ Jinora shrugged. Nobody but Sammy wanted to hear information like that. "Jeez, fine." Jinny pinned her ears against her head to block out some of the noise, and turned the little knob until she reached a non-static-y station. Sighing, she pointed to a knob on the side of the radio. "Turn that, and you can adjust the volume." She explained.


    (ninja'd by wishy
    whY WISHY WHY)
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  • TIDALCLAN SUGGESTION BOX + INACTIVITY THREAD

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ apparently my high school has summer reading that i've hardly started, so i'm only allowed on the internet after i've met my mom's goals?? but everybody knows i put up inactivity notices and hardly ever carry them out, so, activity may be spotty.
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  • THROW SUM MORE// shadowclanner at border [open]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ "Hello," Jinora greeted, walking over. She noticed the gift basket, and immediately assumed they were for TidalClan -- which, they were. But maybe a message came with the goodies from ShadowClan. "Are these for TidalClan?" The cinnamon calico asked.
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  • CO-PARENTING 101 | open, capture

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ "Shit, Cain. You really did it this time." Jinora muttered, walking over. She was tempted to ask if Finn had any injuries out of old habits, since he used to be a former clanmate. But if he was a capture, then she wasn't sure what to do.
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  • Waves wash me up $$ healers needed, invite

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ Hm, a medic meeting? Hadn't SkyClan invited them to one of those a little while ago? And hadn't...hadn't dreamíe forgotten to post? Lol, yup. Trotting over, Jinny looked at the note, scanning over the words with a shrug. "I don't see why not." She replied. Jinora actually really appreciated how she was promoted to Commander, but everyone still treated her like a medic. It offered less stress, for some reason.
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  • Healers United! $$ private, healers only!

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ Oh, she was late. That was a first. The cinnamon calico from TidalClan slipped into the crowd, hoping Cair had followed her. Big crowds like this weren't exactly her favorite, so to speak -- but if for a good cause, she was more than willing to come.
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  • WE BROKEN FEW | O, JOINING

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]★ Jesus, this person was like Malkyn, Finn, and Clinton combined. Something would probably explode soon. The cinnamon calico wandered over, noting that the femme seemed blind and deaf. Unfortunate. And...it seemed they had telepathy, too. Oi. dreamie couldn't remember if Jinny had telepathy or not, so the commander stood silently next to Malkyn for now.
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  • we were victims of the night — dreamie's testing thread v.2

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 370px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:center; line-height: 115%; color: #FEF1B5; margin-top: -15px][i][b]when you're stuck in the moment
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