Posts by Diamond H.R.O.

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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]As Ululare began, a knot started forming in her stomach. She could easily why the Rift had been invited, since they were allies with anti-Clans (for the most part) and shared their enemies, despite being a peaceful Clan. [b]"The Rift was not great because we preyed on others." Dia said. "Though if that's your definition of great, maybe we never were. But by mine, we were great, and if we aren't now we are on our way again." She remembered the days when it was faster and larger than most of the other groups at the time, faster and larger than any Clan now, even ColouredClan. They'd declined, but they were steadily on the rise once more, without need for violence.


    Then there was the issue of ColouredClan. There was no way in hell that she was turning on one of her closest allies, on her friends, or making Gideon choose, though it was the case with BloodClan as well and Ululare was quick to dismiss the idea. "ColouredClan and BlizzardClan are both allies of the Rift, and honestly, we're not looking for war. Most of the people here are my allies already, and I'd have a lot to lose and not a lot to gain by joining the Rogue Syndicate." She knew what war was like, even on the winning side. It was ugly and cruel and people suffered. She wasn't the kind of person or leader that would drag her children or her friends into that.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]//this is gonna be your... 4th character here?


    This wasn't a huge Clan, not too small but not too big, either. Dia remembered the days when it was unimaginably big, and while she'd loved the activity and the energy, she was happy with it now, it being smaller and more close-knit, like it had been right before and right after Blues' promotion. The only things that were missing were the people, Blues and Raff and Finn and Mal and Lasty and Sayaka and Aly. Ev, now.


    She was getting nostalgic. Uther couldn't let that happen, or she'd slip away from them again, spiral down until he either managed to catch her or she hit the bottom. He didn't think next time she hit bottom she'd be able to get back up.


    The raccoon's gray eyes moved towards the beach, noticing an unknown figure there on the beach, her previous nostalgic thoughts forgotten for the time being. Getting up and leaving her knitting on the chair, she scurried down and out, waving a paw to the stranger. [b]"Welcome to the Rift, what's your name and business?" She asked, upbeat.


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    [justify]The Exiles tended to leave a bad taste in her mouth, but she'd known too many former (even at the time, current) Exiles to be incredibly scared, especially with their allies there. [b]"I'll be ok, guys. I've dealt with Exilers before." Like Finn, or Belial, or Forgiven or Bradley. Or Bill. [color=white]And how well did that work out for you? [i]Shut up, this is different than that.


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    [justify]It probably wouldn't be a surprise to anyone that at dawn, Rift City's mayor was already awake and sipping coffee, looking out the window of her apartment that overlooked the city, the ocean's waters sparkling under the sunrise in the distance. Diamond didn't get a lot of sleep, and she figured if she was going to be up she might as well enjoy the quiet, right? In the kitchen, Uther was cooking breakfast, the smell of bacon and eggs filling the air.


    Finishing her coffee, Dia got up and went to get ready, first taking care of her black hair and noticing that it was starting to go gray, then getting dressed, though for once it wasn't in work attire. Thick and soft pants, a warm sweater and a matching hat and scarf were put on instead, as well as some faux-fur lined boots. It took a bit of digging, but soon Dia found her ice skates.


    Uther seemed a bit surprised that she wasn't dressed to head in to work, but glad that she was taking some time off. He did frown when she tried to leave without breakfast, though. [color=white]"Eat." He ordered, but Dia darted out, heading for the ice skating rink. Much to the irritation of her roommate.


    //ok this is my noncanon answer to the weekly task rip
    pfft just act like Uther being around and Dia's housemate is totally normal


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]It wasn't too often that Dia saw people from BlizzardClan. Enough that she knew that Tama hadn't forgotten her, but still fairly infrequently. Nonetheless, they were greatly appreciated and Dia was happy to see Enkonix. [b]"Thank you very much." The raccoon said warmly to the Paladin. "How's BlizzardClan fairing? And Arian you look wonderful." She added, smiling as he wrapped the scarf around his neck. It really did look good on him.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]There was always someone telling her not to hurt herself, always someone urging her to take care of herself. Be it Uther or Blues or Span, no matter where she went there was always someone there to talk her down from the edge. She'd only been close to that point once though, after her sister disappeared and she returned to her birthplace and revisited some extremely painful memories. It had been Uther then, since back then she didn't have a bond with Blues or Span or Ruby. Marcy and Fintan weren't in the picture. It was a lot simpler back then. Even in that moment when she'd been ready to give up, it hadn't been as painful. She hadn't lost as much. Wait... it was around a year ago, wasn't it?


    Dia shook her head a little bit, trying to focus on Giana's voice instead. When the clouded leopard paused, the raccoon nodded. It was really all she could manage right now.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]Dia had known a few flirty people in her time, and had always been awkward as f**k around them, even before getting married and getting old. Jeez, before she'd fallen for Span she'd thought she was aromantic as well as asexual, though she'd happily tease her friends for their crushes and mess with them.


    It was a new generation walking the streets now, including her adopted daughter. And seeing Ruben flirt with her was a bit awkward to witness, even though in her younger days she'd liked watching romance bloom. It had been different with Aly, too, but Morning was older than Aly had been way back when, and the flirting (with Morning) was over now.


    Padding over, Dia took a seat. [b]"Hello." She said quietly. "We met, right? I'm Dia. Ah, can I get some cocoa?" She was at just about every joining, but she wasn't sure if she remembered Ruben's. Maybe she'd just showed up at the end, after the interesting part had concluded? Or maybe she'd missed it. S**t.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]It was implemented, finally, as of a couple days ago. But she'd only now gotten the time to actually pass out the sand dollars to her Clanmates, ten to start but easily earned in various ways. [b]"Rifters, gather round to collect your cash!" She called, setting down a case filled with sand dollars, some in slightly better condition than others but no less valuable. "Ten dollars each!"


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]While many residents here were felines and their scent being everywhere made very much sense, the first one to happen across Terrasen was a raccoon. She'd known all kinds of supernatural beings throughout her life, including Fae. Heck, one of her acquaintances in another Clan was one. But she couldn't quite tell that the bulky silver tom on the border was a Fae as well. Different, perhaps, but she couldn't pin it down. [b]"Name and business?" Dia asked softly, padding over.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]One more week had gone by, and it was alright. Nothing too terrible had happened, which felt like the first time in a while. She should be grateful, but she felt tired. Maybe because she'd put it off for so long, or because it had been days since she last got any sleep.


    [b]"Meeting." She called, climbing up to her usual place, taking a few minutes to let her Clanmates gather beneath her. "First off, big welcome to our recent joiners. If there's anything you guys need, just let me know, alright? Secondly, I gave you guys a lot of grief about being on the slow side last month, but things were a lot better than I had thought. A [i]lot better. So thank you to everyone.


    "Things have been rolling this week as well, we've got lots of new holiday-themed events, like an Advent calendar and a secret Santa, hosted by Morningharbor. The currency is also up, and I'm passing out some in a thread that will be linked down below with everything else. I've got some events in mind that I'd like to get up soon too, so keep an eye out for those." She'd go into it more when the time was right, but she had a lot to cover that was more important than things that might not even happen quite yet.


    "I'd like to thank Mika for hosting weekly tasks, and ask if anyone else would like to volunteer to take them up for next week. I'd also like to thank Morningharbor for all of the work she's put in of late, I really could not do all of this without her. So mad props to her." She had a lot of confidence that Morning would make a great leader one day when Dia inevitably died or stepped down.


    "No demotions this week. As far as warnings go, I'd like to see some of you around a bit more, particularly Mika. Aside from the weekly tasks I don't think I've seen you. Giana too. Gideon, I'm giving you a bit of slack because of all that's happened." There was a silent step it up, alright? on the end, but she didn't linger on that too long, since she wasn't technically warning him. "No promotions this week either, but Silverkit and Arian are definitely on their way to a promotion, once I see some more consistent activity." She didn't have a problem with them being around a bit less than most (especially with the effort that went into their posts), she just wanted to see some consistency and get a read on reliability. "Everyone else is doing great and I think that's about it for this week."



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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]It felt like throwing herself into work was all she could do anymore. She needed to keep busy so that she didn't think about the things that were hurting her and to make up for all of the time that she had let it hurt. Launching herself into work was what she had done when Ruby disappeared, when Blues died, when Giana left. It was all she could do, barely giving herself a moment to grieve. It made her tired, but she kept working, unable to face the nightmares that awaited her in the dark and torturous realms of her subconsciousness.


    [b]"I'm fine." That was the automatic answer, the one she said without thinking about it. When she'd really been grieving, when there seemed to be a constant state of pain and suffering, way back long ago when no one but her remembered it, she tried to be happy so that no one would know how much it hurt, and in hopes that if she pretended long enough, it'd become reality, like sleep. It was the same concept here, saying that she was fine.


    But that didn't make it true. "I'm fine." For as many times as she said it, it wasn't really true. "What about you? Dying is... awful." Always shifting it back to others, because their problems were easier to focus on than her own. She couldn't fix her own suffering, but maybe she could help ease someone else's.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]To each person that arrived, Dia passed ten sand dollars. She gave Morning a smile, gaze going to the two newer males that seemed rather confused. [b]"We're introducing a currency, and everyone gets to start out with ten and earn and spend them. There's lots of ways to earn them, like by doing Advent prompts, weekly tasks and a bunch of other stuff. You can spend them in shops to get stuff!" She explained, though the currency's guide would have a more detailed summary. "You're welcome, Gid, and not breaking them is probably a good idea."


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]Dia was a little bit late to this, unfortunately, but here she was now. [b]"Hey guys!" She chirped, raising a paw in greeting. "That's about where the Rift is at too." She said, watching as Terrasen and Mika examined the weapons BloodClan had brought.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]Dia remembered that Gael Village merged with LithiumClan right around the time that she became leader, and aside from the LithiumClanners she hadn't heard much from their old ally either. Padding up behind her Clanmates, the Archon stayed quiet for the time being.


    //welcome (back) to the Rift, Maple!


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]Indeed Andraste was a familiar face to Dia, and she'd wondered where the other had gone off to. Though apparently she had a Clan to run, so her absence was understandable. [b]"Who are your allies and enemies, what can you offer us and what do you expect in return?" Dia asked, sitting down beside Gideon.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]There was a bitter hope that Kodiak had come to tell them that Deathstroke had finally gotten himself exiled, but instead it was news that Lyra had stepped down. [i]I hope she's doing alright. Dia thought - leading was a stressful gig and it could take a lot out of you, it did her. [b]"Congratulations, Kodiak. I wish you luck in your reign." If they became an independent group, it wouldn't change much in Dia's eyes - she didn't care if a Clan was anti, pro, neutral or something else as long as they were a good ally and meshed well with the other allies she had.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]Dia watched from a distance away. She rather liked traveling and had spent a great deal of her life doing so. Even now she still did quite a bit of traveling for alliances. Finally the raccoon got up and moved closer, not wanting to seem too creepy. [b]"You picked a good place." She said softly, glancing back and forth between the males, hoping her presence wouldn't bother them. "I think the two of you joined round about the same time." She'd been here for quite a while herself, initially joining more than a year ago. She'd spent the summer in SunClan though, trying and failing to connect to Phantom while letting her mental health recover from some... difficulties. That was probably putting it mildly, but whatever.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]Normally, Dia might make an ally-wide event for this sort of thing, but she wanted to make it a bit more personal, thus she only invited two Clans to this event. Members from the Rift, the Stadt and Westeros would find one of the side rooms filled with crafting supplies and undecorated ornaments, the purpose clear: decorating them however the artist wanted. There was also clay for anyone that wanted to shape their own ornaments. [b]"Happy holidays everyone!" Dia called, ushering everyone in.


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]Dia wasn't too sure when the last time someone had brought gifts over was, but it wasn't recently enough. Hopefully the fact that she had not only a gift basket filled with holiday-themed things (and of course, the bouquet of paper roses) but an invitation as well would make up for that. And it wouldn't be an ally-wide ally event either, just a small one with two Clans beside the Rift invited. [b]"Hello? Diamond here, leader of the Rift. I've brought gifts and an invitation to come and decorate Christmas ornaments with us and the Stadt!"


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    [justify][color=#C7D0D4]Dia wasn't certain when the last time gifts had been sent over, but she was fairly sure it wasn't recent enough. She had high standards, yes, and hoped there'd been a delivery since the feast. If not... hopefully the fact that she had an invitation would make up for it. [b]"Hello? My name is Diamond, and I'm here to drop off gifts and invite you to a Christmas ornament decorating event with Westeros!"


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