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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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OOC- Since we're doing a Halloween theme this week I really want to get a piece of art for Blackops where he's in a costume of sorts- nothing to complicated or anything, and I'm willing to pay of course- just let me know how much 
Anyways, Ops is a large, muscular white lion with blue eyes and lots of scars. For the costume I was thinking maybe either a pirate (with a pirate hat, eye-patch, and hook for a paw) or maybe a vampire (with visible fangs, black bat wings, and maybe some nice/creepy black markings just to contrast against his coat?)
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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It was initially the scent of the Exiler, Bill Cipher, who'd drawn the massive white lion over. He had little patience for outsiders and trespassers, especially after Cains more recent announcement that he had permission to run them off. Upon arriving though, it was words of healing he managed to walk in on. Rounded ears would prick forward in interest, and blue eyes would land on the female with a somewhat critical look- not mocking, simply observing what she was. She didn't seem like much now, but Ops knew better then to pass judgement so quickly. Instead, he was far more interested on this 'knowledge' she held. Was this, perhaps, the Medical Expert he'd been looking for with the Specialist Team? Only time could tell, but he was willing to do some digging.
"Hey." he called in greeting to his clanmates, offering Malkyn, Reflection, and Cain a small nod before his blue eyes landed back on Forgiven. "I'm Blackops, the Lieutenant here. Welcome to The Rift. Oh, and if Cipher shows his face around here again there's order to chase him out, so don't hesitate to remind your clanmates of them." the lion said, knowing she was the female that the other Exiler kept coming here to harass.
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the red-eyed feline wished his mouth was big enough to carry five buckets, for his super strength surely would have allowed him to do so. where he could have just shape shiftedinto a larger and more fit body for the job, he supposed that for the time being they had to be quiet. the oil in his bucket did not hardly splash around as much as he had pictured it would have in his mind, but perhaps that was because he was carrying it so well. he had been so pissed off at the rift's antics that he would have personally challenged every member there all at once, but he had thought twice about being double-crossed for powers, and thought about whether or not he actually wanted to do that. nonetheless, even though this wasn't something that he had in mind when talking revenge, he supposed that anything to get his anger issues out of his system was good enough.
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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Oath didn't have powers to rush out and intercept a chunk of the enemies like Cain did, so the pale furred feline would stick to the old fashioned method, and would lead the charge forward with fangs bared. Subaru was the closest one to him, and so he'd aim to unsheathe his claws and slam a massive paw into the side of the others face, looking to make them drop the bucket while smashing them in the face with a mean right hook. One this one was down he'd move on to the next in line, unafraid of being hit by Cains electricity since he was immune.
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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OOC- Time to get this guy some plots, as he needs to be more active with the actual community. Random threads are fine, though I usually prefer a little bit of plot, even if it's something as simple as patrolling the border together. He's open to anything accept death,capture, and maiming. That means friendships, romances, one sided crushes, apprentices, family, rivals, etc. Just suggest it.
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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So, this was Colouredclan. It was a little odd being here- he'd never planned on a dual alliance when he'd first arrived at The Rift, after all. Then again, he hadn't expected Cain to see such potential in him and promote him to Lieutenant, either. It was a role he was willing to accept though. He knew it was a wise move strategy wise, this whole Ambassador business, but as someone with relatively no experience with clan life prior to joining The Rift this was all very knew to him. Of course, one wouldn't expect this by the way the white lion handled himself. There was always a relaxed confidence to him, a stoic quality in place that didn't care what others thought. He'd always been like that though, most likely the outcome of being trained as a soldier since childhood; things like outsiders and their opinions were irrelevant as long as the end result was achieved.
Coming to a halt in a rather populated area of the camp, Ops would pause beneath the shade of one of the numerous leaning buildings. The weather was fast cooling thanks to the changing of seasons, but he wasn't really bothered by this- it was colder on The Rifts island in the ocean then it was here, so the change was rather pleasant if anything. "Meet and greet!" called the blue eyed male as he sunk down onto his stomach, getting comfortable in the grass beneath him as he waited for others to approach.
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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"Get the hell out of here Cipher, or I'll turn the Rifters on you. Not even you can withstand an entire patrol." Ops would growl as he made his way over, not sounding as if he were personally offended by the others presence, but more then happy to see the Exiler off Rift territory. He was tired of seeing his clanmates simply overlook his presence. He was an enemy, after all.
With that said cutting blue eyes would turn to land on Finn, someone he'd seen around enough but had never actually spoken to. "I'm up for a game." he'd offer, not caring exactly what was chosen just as long as it gave him a chance to do some interacting. He didn't like how distanced he was here, especially with a rank like Lieutenant. "I'm Blackops, if you don't already know."
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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Blue eyes, as sharp as any blade, would land on the kit who was first to approach him and loudly state his name. The corner of the white lions lips would quirk upward into a small smile, half formality half amusement, before he replied with a, "Nice to meet you, Homekit. My name's Blackops." replied the made, his rough, masculine tones insisting he didn't engage in conversation often, which was true. Still, he kept neutral enough air about him, nothing unaproachable, even if he wasn't as enthusiastic as the child before him.
Movement from the corner of his eyes would catch his attention next, and he find himself a little surprised to find another male lion coming his way. This was the first he'd seen of his own kind and gender, the Rift being generally populated with cougars, wolves, or other animals. It would bring a bitter nostalgia to him, defiant memories of a home lost and a Pride destroyed. Behind the lion a third person trailed, a small white canine who seemed rather disheartened. Two more after that. "Nice to meet you all. My name's Blackops, the Ambassador from The Rift."
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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Sure! Who makes?
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You can insert the themes into post belonging to other threads, you don't have to make them all yourself
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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Normally Ops didn't pry with people, especially superiors. He wasn't even the type to usually be found underground. His ventures to the bunker most of the clan used were limited to necessity, and this was no different- a storm had picked up outside, and while the white lion would have preferred to be out on the wall dozing he instead found himself in one of the bunk rooms, coincidentally adjacent to Cains room. Which was the only reason the blue eyes enigma had happened to notice something was off.
The sound of unbalanced shuffling was what originally caught his attention, followed by soft cussing. From where he was lounging on the bunk he had a pretty clear view across the hall and into the others room, and while the Lieutenant had been minding his business and skimming over an old map left by the humans he couldn't help but let his curiosity get the better of him when he heard the sudden noises.
"You okay over there, Cain?" called Ops, voice echoing through the hallway and into the others room. Though he hated to admit it the other had been acting kind of off lately, and though he didn't think he was anywhere close to knowing the real Cainsmark he wasn't a complete idiot, and he could tell something was off with the other.
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I can get it up tomorrow, Bradley
And sure! He wouldn't be too harsh with her. I can actually see him coming to like Forgiven from what I've seen of her in threads, lol. He'll think she's sort of nuts, but in a lovable way xD
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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He didn't mind that someone happened to be eating during his meet and greet. He'd still gotten to find out who they were so it wasn't as if the action had interfered somehow. Upon being asked about The Rift a somewhat thoughtful look would appear on the lions face. This was the first time he'd ever been asked his personal opinion on The Rift, and while he'd accepted long ago that it was where he was meant to be, he'd never really stopped to ask himself if it was something he actually liked.
"It's different," he admitted, both from Colouredclan and the terrain he'd come from before. "but it's nice. Same with the people. We live on an island that's surrounded by a massive wall. The entire place is an abandoned military training base, so we have a pretty interesting set up." he revealed, not going too far into detail, but enough to give her the basic idea of the place. To be honest he was growing rather fond of The Rift, even if he wasn't used to eating seafood all the time.
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That would be great! And it's up to you. I think i've seen some of our work around before, so your welcome to just jump into it if you like. Let me know your asking price, also
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I'll give it until the end of the week for people to get their challenges for this done
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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OOC- Lame post xD
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Outside Ops would catch the Leaders words echoing from the bunker and would head down, promptly making his way over to take a seat, nodding a brief greeting in Cains direction.
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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Ops was always on guard, standing atop the massive stone wall that encompassed the island in it's entirety. Therefore it wasn't too much of a surprise that the blue eyed lion had caught sight of the approaching group. He usually was one of the first to spot incomers like this, simply because he didn't have a life to invest in anything other than working right now. Turning back over his shoulder toward camp he'd let out a soft huff followed by a typical lion call warning to alert the clan before leaping down and heading out to meet the group. Many of them were familiar from his brief visits to the other clan, and he'd nod a greeting to Nevermind and the others as they made their way toward the border. "Welcome. It take it from the group that this isn't a typical meeting. Is everything well with Colouredclan?"
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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Hearing the others call Ops would make his way over, knowing he had been lacking lately in most areas. Time to make up for it. "Hey." the white furred lion would greet, taking a seat next to Forgiven, blue eyes landing on the newcomer with mild interest. "I'm Blackops, Lieutenant here. Let me know if you need anything or have any questions."
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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The Ciphers definitely weren't on The Rifts list of favorite people, that much was certain. Though Ops didn't have any personal quarrel with the group his clanmates certainly had a point- why should they open their doors to someone who had the means and motivation to betray them later? From the wall where he was standing guard the white lion would wait for Cain to pass his final judgment on her.
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BLACKOPS ALPHA
Male - Warrior - Very Difficult
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Days were always the same for Blackops. He couldn't figure out yet if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but either way he appreciated the consistency, even if it wasn't to last long. Like a fast approaching storm the male had been sensing an approaching unease, as if soon somehow a change would be upon them. He couldn't tell if it was a bad or good thing, but it's presence was weighing none the less. Blackops, as always, was dealing with it in the typical fashion of the ALPHA Pride; preparing, but refusing to worry over it. Life had to go on, which was why the male had spent the better half of the last 3 hours up on the wall on sentry duty. There was still work to do, still things to be done.
"Sir?" came a masculine voice from behind him, and the white lion would turn to find a young male cougar standing behind him, a respectful uncertainty lingering in his tone." Your shift is up."
One glance at the sun overhead would confirm that, yes, Blackops was finished here. "Right. Take over, then." the Lieutennent would say, getting to his paws and stepping back to relinquish his spot. The NPC cougar would nod and offer him a smile before stepping forward to claim the spot, and Ops would turn to look out over the camp below, the one he'd had his back to as he watched the borders for incoming traffic. It was still fairly busy about, but then again it was only mid-day so that wasn't much of a surprise.
Hopping down from the wall to land on solid ground the white feline would linger only a moment before he began heading in the direction of the training field. Normally he spent his mornings warming up on the obstacle course before heading out, but he was thinking it wouldn't hurt to get a spar in. Someone was bound to be up for training. "Anyone want to spar?"
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