Posts by AGENT OPRAH

Well, she figured she should get some events rolling, because why not? She was going to convert this place into Odd Squad for a bit after all. Not that she would do tht now. "Hey, um, Ms.O? Erm, Niva? I'm wondering if I could start a mass adoption. Just to get something going."

She simply gave a nod. Three Clans in one month? Damn. He was thr king of getting exiled almost. She waited for his response, trying ever so hard to stifle a smirk. "Cravings, he said."

PHANTASM OMFG YOU'RE HERE
AND MYSTYERIA
AND CHUWIE
AND- *explosion*

Okay but seriously Oprah needs a thread with everyone
Except Nivata
Because they already have a thread

Spanish? Heh. She playfully rolled her eyes. Ahh, she hadn't had anyone make an Oprah Winfrey joke yet--"If you know Oprah Winfrey, ya gotta know me." Her gaze drifted to Eden next. He still wanted to call her Ms. O? "All right then. Well, basically the second time I came around here I had my memories wiped clean. I had no clue what Odd Squad even was. I thought I was in the freaking 1800s!" Sighing, she settled in further. "It's very nice to meet both of you though."

Oh jackaloping *, alcohol? Pshh-no. She had juice. That was her alcohol. "Agent Oprah." she said in between slurps of her apple juice box.

Ooh, good. She already had one kid running around in RadicalClan as it was. That damn Boyce. "If I say I'll do something, I'll definitely follow through with it." That would have been a lie if she were leader. But she was an Officer. Giving a nod, she bounded off.

Well, she had to make this journey sometime. She was going to ask around about Agent Olive, and Yucks. Maybe Yucks was still here. Taking in a deep breath, she paused on the border, taking in the sights and smells.

Sure thing, who makes?

Welp, here was the grey wolf making her first announcement. Climbing up onto a tall rock, she barked, "AGENTS, GATHER! NOW!!!" she barked authoratively. When a few NPCs arrived, she went on. "With permission from Nivata, I am hosting a mass adoption. Feel free to sign up!"

(Link: http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2326382.new#new)

Well that's good! I really like Nivata :) I can see where you're coming from though.

I had a huge plot list somewhere but I might have lost it...if I find it I can list off a few. We are garnishing a lot of new members though, more than I saw when RPing in DarkClan the first time, and that's a good thing.

Oprah had been napping in her room when she heard a buzzing noise. In her sleepy state, she had at first thought she swallowed her badge phone. But nope, that was still on her chest. And her belly wasn't vibrating. Rather, it was a fly, being a pest as flies were meant to be in the world. Sighing, she killed it with one swift swipe, slicing it into three pieces. She was impressed. Her long sharp claws had sliced a tiny thing like that, killing it.

Hell.

Her eyes widening, she continued to stare at the now-dead fly in awe.

Here, Phantasm: http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2326501.new#new

I will now present to you Oprah/Ms. O's sub's very first avvie:

[img width=477 height=510]http://vignette3.wikia.nocooki…/latest?cb=20150207140840[/img]

(Her current one is outdated, lol)

Oprah was on alert. She didn't recognize the voice; she wasn't the best at recognizing voices nor was it common in her mind. "Come in!" she called, her voice stern.

"My name is Agent Oprah, ex-commander of DarkClan. I am here to see Yucks Schmumbers, my friend, and also my son. Littlepaw I think his name was?" she inquired, tilting her head at the three gathered.

Oh. This worried her a tiny bit. What if she was attacked by someone? Shaking her head to clear the thoughts aeay, she gave a nod and waited.

Hmm. She gave a nod. So V and Poison were her partners. Good to know. She had seen Poi in combat but she was very interested in seeing how V would fare.

Oh. A newbie. Oprah had no clue who Carnage was, but he hated this game apparently. "I've never been in a relationship. In Odd Squad, those are sins." She had to try so hard to not drink her juice. So. *ing. Hard.

"Ew *no"? Whatever. A lot of people didn't like juice, so what? She gave a mere shrug and simply watched the events unfold, not bothering to step in or anything for not-so-much-fear of making her look like an ass.

Oprah was the first to come across this sick body. She didn't know this girl--she didn't smell like a Clanmate. Quickly, she conjured an orange, and some meat. Slicing the orange into two, she commanded, "Open your mouth, ma'am! I'm going to get some juice in you and you should get better soon, all right? Just listen to me!" She glanced around. Goddamnit, where was a medic? "DR. O!" she called, her gaze filled with anger.