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*THE WILD INNO FLED THE BATTLE*
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]The void. They. Had. To. Check. That. Out. He was just being a big dummy and kept forgetting. No more of that as of today. Tomorrow it was. Tomorrow they checked that out. "SKAIA, GATHER FOR A MEETING!" He called out the words with lots of enthusiasm, sure that the news for today would be good.}

_{"I've finally got some promotions, so thats going to be fun. Also, just a thank you to those who showed up to watch birdemic with me. That was great. hehe." With a pause, he took a seat, waiting for the squad to saddle up and show up. [align=center][sub]TEMPLATE © WINNIE}
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{[abbr=LUNARCLAN,PROSPIT]SKAIA[/Abbr]— [abbr=leader,heir]CZAR[/abbr] — [abbr=(Info.) Your name is JOHN. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for REALLY TERRIBLE MOVIES. You are a PRANKING MASTER. You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE, and are an aspiring AMATEUR MAGICIAN. You go by GHOSTYTRICKSTER. You're a POSTMASTER of PROSPIT.]INFORMATION[/abbr] — POWERS — [abbr=You've been playing this game for a long time. You have MASTERED your WIND elemental powers. You can summon winds that travel of speeds up to 250 MPH. 300 MPH if you're REALLY PUSHING IT. But you push on your LIMIT all the time. You can lift and levitate objects that weigh up to THREE TONS while still maintaining DECENT control of your OBJECT. But after that, you just end up DESTROYING the object YOU'RE TRYING TO LIFT. ]GOD TEIR POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=EBONY feline, BLUE EYES, LONG BLUE scarf, thick rimmed GLASSES, bleeds RED BLOOD normally. Can bleed COSMIC RAINBOW BLOOD when bleeding from the HEART. Cosmic blood has OIL like PROPORTIES.]OTHER[/abbr] — APPEARENCE
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]"Melody, I'd like to promote you to Knight. Oaklad, keep it up and you can totally be one at the next meeting." The words where delibrate, he'd obviously put a lot of thought into them. Casey chirped something from below. The cloaked Giant salamander actually climbed up onto the fountain, waving around a sheet of paper with some form of salamander writing on it that looked like chicken scratch.}

_{"I can't read that Casey." Poor dear sweet child. She ran off to get a crayon and a better piece of paper, making Ghosty wonder what she was trying to tell him. He kind of thought of paying no mind. "Feferi, I'd like you to prepare to send gifts to our allies."He said the words with a small grin,hearing hurried salamander footsteps picking up from the distance.}

_{He paused. "In other news, the snow melt has started. Watch out for Avalanches, and look forward to some snow free days ahead." This weather forecast is brought to you by Ghostytrickster.}

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Thats a good idea Bunnymund! I'd say we do that. They are going to a void, so I can't imagine you'd find zombies there. OR we can totally introduce a videogame fighting style with zombie NPC's. It depends.i"M SCREAMING THIS SOUNDS GREAT
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]<sub>[abbr=LUNARCLAN,PROSPIT]SKAIA[/Abbr]— [abbr=leader,heir]CZAR[/abbr] — [abbr=(Info.) Your name is JOHN. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for REALLY TERRIBLE MOVIES. You are a PRANKING MASTER. You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE, and are an aspiring AMATEUR MAGICIAN. You go by GHOSTYTRICKSTER. You're a POSTMASTER of PROSPIT.]INFORMATION[/abbr] — POWERS — [abbr=You've been playing this game for a long time. You have MASTERED your WIND elemental powers. You can summon winds that travel of speeds up to 250 MPH. 300 MPH if you're REALLY PUSHING IT. But you push on your LIMIT all the time. You can lift and levitate objects that weigh up to THREE TONS while still maintaining DECENT control of your OBJECT. But after that, you just end up DESTROYING the object YOU'RE TRYING TO LIFT. ]GOD TEIR POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=EBONY feline, BLUE EYES, LONG BLUE scarf, thick rimmed GLASSES, bleeds RED BLOOD normally. Can bleed COSMIC RAINBOW BLOOD when bleeding from the HEART. Cosmic blood has OIL like PROPORTIES.]OTHER[/abbr] — APPEARENCE
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]The sun was shining, the snow was melting, making little streams of water flow on the sides of old cobblestone roads. Today was a good day to explore the anomaly on top of the hill. He wasn't sure what to expect yet, but he did know he and his clan where committed to going there. Sunbeams tickled the colorful rooftops of Skaia, giving the place a nice golden sheen. In the shadow of the hilltop was the void. Even from here though, he could see color flickering in it’s depths. Whatever was going on in that void, it had to be active. Geographically speaking.

"Skaia, gather for moving day!..." He sounded strangely disconnected when he spoke. It could be likened to talking to someone who was on their phone. Something must of grabbed his attention. Something interesting. "We meet at the top of the mountain before sunset, I uh....i'm sure everyone can handle the climb." He hovered above the ground slightly now, feeling his breath shorten a bit, his heart rate speed up a bit. A small excited noise left his maw—what could only be described as hype. The small ebony feline hovered over the snow melt, deciding it was best he led the way.</sub>

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{[abbr=LUNARCLAN,PROSPIT]SKAIA[/Abbr]— [abbr=leader,heir]CZAR[/abbr] — [abbr=(Info.) Your name is JOHN. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for REALLY TERRIBLE MOVIES. You are a PRANKING MASTER. You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE, and are an aspiring AMATEUR MAGICIAN. You go by GHOSTYTRICKSTER. You're a POSTMASTER of PROSPIT.]INFORMATION[/abbr] — POWERS — [abbr=You've been playing this game for a long time. You have MASTERED your WIND elemental powers. You can summon winds that travel of speeds up to 250 MPH. 300 MPH if you're REALLY PUSHING IT. But you push on your LIMIT all the time. You can lift and levitate objects that weigh up to THREE TONS while still maintaining DECENT control of your OBJECT. But after that, you just end up DESTROYING the object YOU'RE TRYING TO LIFT. ]GOD TEIR POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=EBONY feline, BLUE EYES, LONG BLUE scarf, thick rimmed GLASSES, bleeds RED BLOOD normally. Can bleed COSMIC RAINBOW BLOOD when bleeding from the HEART. Cosmic blood has OIL like PROPORTIES.]OTHER[/abbr] — APPEARENCE
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Such a grin was possible on Ghostytrickster, but he hadn't pulled it off in a while. Stress was wearing his spirit down, like sandpaper over plywood. "Hehe, nice to meet you! My names Ghostytrickster, I'm the leader here." The long scarf Cronus gave him dragged in the snow a little bit, which was fine. He was hovering two feet off the ground.}

_{"Likewise, can I assist you with anything? Temporary housing, some food?" They where moving, hence the 'temporary housing' part of his statement.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{[abbr=LUNARCLAN,PROSPIT]SKAIA[/Abbr]— [abbr=leader,heir]CZAR[/abbr] — [abbr=(Info.) Your name is JOHN. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for REALLY TERRIBLE MOVIES. You are a PRANKING MASTER. You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE, and are an aspiring AMATEUR MAGICIAN. You go by GHOSTYTRICKSTER. You're a POSTMASTER of PROSPIT.]INFORMATION[/abbr] — POWERS — [abbr=You've been playing this game for a long time. You have MASTERED your WIND elemental powers. You can summon winds that travel of speeds up to 250 MPH. 300 MPH if you're REALLY PUSHING IT. But you push on your LIMIT all the time. You can lift and levitate objects that weigh up to THREE TONS while still maintaining DECENT control of your OBJECT. But after that, you just end up DESTROYING the object YOU'RE TRYING TO LIFT. ]GOD TEIR POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=EBONY feline, BLUE EYES, LONG BLUE scarf, thick rimmed GLASSES, bleeds RED BLOOD normally. Can bleed COSMIC RAINBOW BLOOD when bleeding from the HEART. Cosmic blood has OIL like PROPORTIES.]OTHER[/abbr] — APPEARENCE
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]So it....wasn't self serve? Oh. Oh sh!t. He licked soup off of the top of his lip, smiling at nothing in particularly sheepishly, hovering over to the group. He'd dug in to it right then and there though, and had already asked for seconds. He was hungry, and that was an understatement.}

_{Hard work on an empty stomach usually ended in an emptier stomach, as he believed his dad used to say.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]He took his time hovering forward, above white powdery snow, crystalline tips pricked with moisture from the heat of the sun. "Well, I guess this is just about all of us...." He didn't know where Axel was, but it was worrying him. Anti too. He guessed he'd just have to hope the found the big sign he put up the other night. A really big sign.}

_{"Alright, lets make our way single file. The hills are going to get steep, and the snow and rocks aren't stable. Stay alert, and try to take it at the right pace." He let himself step in the snow, hearing heavy footsteps and turning to see Casey, who was holding her things. Some wizard wand prop, he had no idea where she got that. She walked behind him, eager to get to the new place as well.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]He reached the void, having hovered above the snow. He looked back to see the line of travelers, and smiled a bit to himself. And hey-- Twinruins! God damn he thought that guy had vanished. He flicked his ear, waving a paw. Then he took a deep breath, turning his attention back to the void. He took a deep breath. It was a lot bigger up close, and he knew it was probably a sort of gateway.}

_{Like a wormhole
or black holes possibly.}

_{With a deep breath, he jumped in. First thing he saw when he opened his eyes was black. Blinked again, color. He became aware that he was standing on something, and looked down to see grass. Sh!t---f#ck, YEAH. He knew there was something here. It was a big chunk of land, crystalline formations poked out of the grass in some places. There where some smaller tree's, but they quickly became bigger, and denser in the distance, forming what seemed to be like a forest. There was water---seemed like there was equilibrium here.}

_{It could definitely support life. Just a chunk of land suspended in the middle of a void. But of course, it was a lot bigger then when he dreamed about it. It was growing. In other words, just about anything could form. Endless possibilities, endless possible ecosystems. The gate back to the snowy hills was behind him. It was stable, and he had good faith it wouldn't close. So, poking his head out of the gate, he smiled. "Guys, IT'S AMAZING."
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_{Ghosty hovered above the note. The ebony feline was holding a bunch of wooden signs, and jabbing them into the ground. 'We've moved! you can find us at the top of the hill! Your pall, Ghostytrickster.' He looked up from one of his signs at the joiner, a small smile playing on soft ebony features. Bright blue optics twinkling. "Hello there, Ghostytrickster, leader. How can I help you?"}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Ghosty jolted up, cards scatting everywhere. The lawn chair the ebony feline was sitting on flung backwards, making him land on his back. A pathetic mewl of pain left his maw.}

_Silence.

_{He sat up with a groan, looking at Feferi, flicking an ear. "Yeah, of course we're still allies Fef, westeros is cool." he said the words as if he was planning on saying 'duh', but he didn't. Leaders had to be mature and adult like. He could be mature and adult like. Totally. "Ehem, yes. We're still allies." he adjusted his glasses, blinking bright blue eyes.
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_{Ghosty looked up from that card tower he was trying to get right for once, jumping down from the lawnchair to pad forward. Yes, they found the void. All those signs he put up leading to the top of the mountain totally did their job. "Woah, thanks Erin! Nice seeing you again by the way," the leader said the words rather cheerfully. "Send TRoT my regards, will you?" curiosity had been piqued, he had to find out what was in the basket. This was a definite.}

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t burn yourself out okay--I burned myself out back in the day, I NEED HYPE)
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ITS DADDY CRONUS
SYMPATHY YES

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hey gUYS
ANYONE WANT A MEETING TODAY
MAYBE A WEEKLY TASKS
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Ghosty stood in the middle of the makeshift camp. He had some questions and doubts about how well sound would carry here. He guessed he could try it out. "SKAIA, GATHER TO THE FIRST MEETING SINCE OUR MOVE." he fell silent, blinking his bright cerulean gaze, glasses tilted on his dorky face. He felt a few things right now. Pride, maybe a bit of worry of things to come. A lot had happened, a lot in such a short amount of time.}

_{He was still stuck in the past, and he had to get his head in the game. These guys needed him. He was the friend leader. "PROMOTIONS, ANNOUNCEMENTS, AND EVENT IDEAS. BUCKLE UP!"}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]"Okay, first things first. I want everyone setting up a base camp. Right here, where we are now. The soil is nice, and level....I think we could build if we put our minds to it. I want people gathering sticks so we can have a camp fire, we're going to get some bedding ready. I know it's a big change from our old houses and the castle, but we're going to make it work. Think of it like ultimate camping." The ebony feline paused, chuckling a bit at his own words. He wasn't really the super outdoorsy type but he knew what he had to. "Next, Ammy, I want to see you around more, okay? On another note, I wanted to give Feferi a title for her hard work...but I haven't made any badges yet or trophies, so uh...look forward to that I guess....I've got crayons. Good crayons."}

_{he was hovering. He took a bit more effort to place his paws on the ground. Didn't want to be floating like an asshole while giving a meeting--god forbid. Heheh.}

_{"Oaklad, you can step up to knight if you want." He smiled brightly at the other, happy they where sticking around. That was nice, he liked that. "And a shout out to everyone keeping good activity! Thanks a lot everyone for putting in the extra effort. I know things have been hard with the move and all, but we're going to make it work."}

_{He trailed off, trying to stop himself from smiling. "Now, I've got some ideas for events I bet you guys will want to hear!"}

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_{"For event ideas, I was thinking of a few things. We could hold some sort of festival, competition, a member exchange thing, a battle of the bands. Y'know? We can do anything we put our minds to when you think about it, so maybe we should come up with something cool to invite everyone to." The ebony feline had straightened up when he began talking, but clearly relaxed into a more comfortable seated position when he talked. A sign this meeting would probably be winding to a close after everyone maybe said a few event ideas and such.}

_{The ideal turn of events.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Wind danced in his paws, spreading out into the air and tickling his fur. He hummed a bit, before he was tapped with a paw. The ebony feline jolted, bright blue eyes moving to see Casey, prodding his side, a note being waved in her other hand. The salamander chirped a bit.}

_{Ghosty adjusted his glasses, sitting up at accepting the note with his elemental powers. he read it, blinking curiously. That's when he laughed awkwardly. God, he'd forgotten, hadn't he? "Hey, everyone! Hehe, sorry, I just--listen, okay?" From the way he talked, it was obvious this wasn't a formal thing. "I've got a master plan to get more members. I was thinking we could all get duel alliances, and try to lure members from over clans to join skaia. It would be rough, but the payoff would be great!" He ended off in a rather chipper tune.}

_{While he talked he was stacking things in the background with his powers. Supplies. Right, project: duel alliance baiting was a go-go. He thought this idea was brilliant. Now to see what the others thought.}

_{"Feferi, if I end up going somewhere, I want you to come with me. I'd miss your company." No logic behind that, he just liked Feferi.}

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