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    Leo wasn't late at all to this meeting, surprisingly, as he was normally busy with unimportant stuff before meetings and therefore had a tendency to arrive late. However, it seemed like Leo managed to make it soon enough to hear the announcements this time, which was nice. He didn't have to guess what happened judging by the reactions of others. Trying to ignore his pounding headache, the blonde feline approached the area and sat down by himself. Then, realizing that there were promotions, Leo quickly added in a somewhat loud voice, "Woo-hoo! Congrats!" He didn't know either of them too well yet he had seen them around quite a bit and they did contribute a lot, so they deserved those promotions. Yet there was something about the promotions that made him feel uneasy...it was nothing to do with those promoted or the decision, but rather Leo's own personal memory.


    He pushed the thought to the back of his mind, deciding that now wasn't the time to dwell on inexpiable feelings like that. "Dittoing the idea of something Halloween related." Leo commented uselessly, knowing that the remark was overall pointless as he didn't offer anything but agreement. "We can also add a little contest to the party. Like, whoever has the most creative costume wins something. Or the most clever." Leo continued, mainly just putting ideas out there. He often went with things upon impulse and wasn't much of a planner, which was partially the reason why he had little to nothing to contribute. It was unfortunate yet expected.


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    ^^^ 100% agreeing with rap battles
    how about a harambe themed weekly party


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]i rise from yet another state of inactivity
    and i plan on getting leo involved in drugs because he needs a plot kickstarted


    yo congragulations jayjay!!


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]tracking 'cause i'm too lazy to do this right now lmao


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]tfw you wanna be more active but you're too tired fml
    i'll try to post something today if time is on my side


    so anyways how was your halloween? or if you don't celebrate, how was your day yesterday


    i'm not making any sense lol


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]Unfortunately, despite wanting to go trick-or-treating and perhaps even visit BlizzardClan while he was at it, Leo had been unable to go. The blonde feline quickly approached the scene, his pink eyes flickering with a childish excitement. "Finally! Man, I totally wanted to go trick-or-treating with this boss ass costume I made but I…" Leo's voice trailed off as he mentally finished, Did drugs in a random corner instead and now my nose feels weird, like it's burning. I hope that's supposed to happen. Unfortunately, as much as Leo didn't want to admit it, that was the case. Ever since figuring out that drugs could cause more memory loss, Leo found himself instantly drawn to them. It wasn't like he had anything to lose - plus, what if the drugs did the opposite to him? What if they helped him gain his memories back? If so, he was totally down, even if it meant missing Halloween. In his opinion, he spent way too much time without knowing about his past, his family, and even himself, so now would be the perfect time to get on with what his original goal, before he even joined the Rebellion, was.


    Trying to push those thoughts away and focus on the situation at hand, Leo asked with curiosity lacing his tone of voice, "Where'd you find these? Did you go trick-or-treating?" Leo hadn't been in the loop lately, mainly because he had been busy with his other multitude of issues, but now he should be back in business. At least for a couple of more days until his insomnia managed to catch up to him again. Hopefully he would be able to fix that as soon as he got his memories back because man, it was annoying as hell.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]Aw, what luck it was to stumble upon this scene just in time to see Epiphany's reaction. Leo hadn't been doing anything that was entertaining - if one could call making sure that his nose wasn't burning anymore so he could get another chance to do drugs entertaining - so this was like a blessing sent from the heavens. Anyways, the blonde feline hadn't actually stumbled upon this scene as a result of wanting to check out what the Cartel wanted, as he honestly couldn't care less about what they wanted with the Rebellion, and instead he had been taking a short walk. That walk was mainly meant to help him clear his thoughts, decide if he should pay BlizzardClan a visit and check out how Helix was doing, etc. It was safe to say that Leo had a lot on his mind and a lot of stress to carry on his shoulders, which was why he was so thankful for moments like these.


    As soon as he caught sight of what was going on, his pink eyes sparked with momentary happiness and a smile graced his features. "Ha!" Leo crowed, unable to keep himself from laughing. "Oh man, they got you good! You should have seen your face, it was priceless! I'd pay to see that all over again but it literally just keeps replaying in my head!" Thank goodness he was able to witness that because that just made his day. At this rate, he would be laughing about this for years and believe him when he said that he would never let this memory fade.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]leo has a ton of friends and as good as that is, it's interesting to have enemies, too. i need more muse for him and i figured that since he gets along with a majority of people, it would be interesting to see him actually begin to hate someone (or a couple of people).
    how they become enemies is ultimately up to you, although if your character is an exiler, leo will hate them automatically due to being tortured by the group twice. you can shoot me any ideas, there's very little that i won't accept lmao


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]welcome back!
    i can't tell you what you missed since i just came back from a period of inactivity, too, lmao


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    / tw: drug use


    It wasn't his fault, was it? All he wanted to do was get his memories back. All he wanted to do was know who he truly was rather than base himself off of his own assumptions - at this point, he felt like his entire life was a mere lie that he managed to think up of once put on the spot. It wasn't who he was and Leo felt that deep in his gut. He had always felt that, to be honest, he just always managed to keep his mouth shut. It was his special talent.


    Ah, how long had he kept this up? Ever since he joined the Rebellion of Terminus. Ever since he woke up in the middle of nowhere only knowing his name. Ever since he befriended Antipaw, ever since he witnessed Erin's death, ever since he confessed his love to Helix, which was probably the only thing that came out of his mouth that didn't happen to be a lie. Leo spent multiple nights up thinking about this, wondering who he was. A somebody was a nobody if they didn't have memories, if they didn't have a past, if they didn't have mistakes to look back on, if they didn't have an identity. Name someone important who didn't have their past mentioned.


    In times like these, people had a tendency to do what they normally wouldn't do, what they swore that they would never do. It was pure nature, after all, especially if said being had an addictive personality. Therefore, what did Leo turn to? He turned to what he believed would help bring his memories back, something that took away memories in the first place. Drugs.


    "No, Leo, you're better than that!" One could argue, yet would they be right? No. After all, how would they know that Leo was better than that when they didn't know who he really was? How would they know him better? "Okay, but it's still wrong." One could continue to protest, only to realize that there was no accurate definition of right and wrong. Not to mention the fact that Leo wasn't black and white, he wasn't fully good nor was he fully bad.


    So what argument was there against his drug misuse? There was none.


    Hey, who knew? Perhaps it would work.


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    Everything was a blur. At that point, the pain in his nose had numbed down to a dull ache and his head, once smarting from a headache, was now at peace. His thoughts were organized yet chaotic at the same time, creating a simple balance within Leo that made him feel okay. His pink eyes were strangely clouded and he walked in a strange pattern, almost as if he couldn't keep balance. There was a strange smile on his face, one that seemed forced yet real at the same time. He was certainly a sight to see, certainly a feline to pity, certainly a feline that would make any feel grateful for the fact that their own lives didn't amount to this.


    "Wow, we're lucky we didn't end up like Leo. Heard he became a huge addict…"


    "I know. We are lucky to have our memories. It's a shame that he doesn't."


    "Oh well. Not everyone can be as lucky. Come on, let's leave him alone. I heard that users are dangerous."


    "Shaddup…" Leo murmured in response to the imaginary voices, words slurred to the point where they made him sound like he was speaking a different language. His paws gave out on him somewhere in the middle of camp - just his luck, huh? - and he toppled down with them, shocked at how the world spun as he did so. It was in a good way, though. It was a good spinning. He liked it, he could do this all day if he wanted to. No one would stop him! They would all stick their noses up, claim that they were better than those who did drugs, and then leave. Leo would be alone but God, he didn't know how much he craved it.


    "Look at that poor kid, he's completely gone."


    "I know. What a shame."


    With that, Leo couldn't help but burst into giggles, a bittersweet feeling clutching his chest and forcing them out. He wasn't even sure why he was laughing, he was just doing it for the hell of it. Not everything had to have a reason.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]It was a shame that Leo didn't make it to this situation first, as he would have certainly said something. Leo despised silence, he was often uncomfortable in situations where silence was required. He was more of a person for being expressive, although it seemed like it was a little too late for that. Well, what could he do? "Creepy is our style. We stare into your soul until you get uncomfortable and then bam, we strike." Leo warned in a playful tone of voice, weariness evident in the way he spoke yet at least he was making an effort. "These two are complete champions, like wow. I cannot beat them at all, no matter what I do. They're just the best!" Leo added, gesturing towards Pearlcatcher and Epiphany. He was just having some fun despite not knowing those two. If they protested against it, Leo would most likely stop.


    Ah, he might as well get on with business, right? He couldn't just ignore the fact that they were strangers on foreign territory and that he had a responsibility to know. Well, he might as well get it over with. "The Brotherhood, huh? What do you guys need? You just here to chill?" The feline continued with a grin before realizing that he didn't yet introduce himself. "My name's Leo, by the way! Nice to meet'cha."


    / mobile post!


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]The last thing Leo wanted was for someone else to see him like this - someone real - but what could he expect when he had collapsed in the middle of camp like a useless sack of potatoes? The blonde feline didn't bother getting up, his pink eyes trying to fully focus on Barrenblossom, although it was a little difficult. Whatever he took was screwing with his vision. Thankfully, he was still fully able to hear her, which allowed him to grasp what she was talking about. What messed him up? Well, the evidence was all around his nose, which he made the mistake of not cleaning up. Who could blame him? He wasn't a veteran drug user so he was prone to making mistakes like that.


    "'M fine. 'M not dyin'." Leo attempted to protest against the mention of medical treatment, words still slurred as before. Perhaps he should attempt to prove it by standing up? He was sure that he would be able to do that. It wasn't rocket science, after all. That being said, the male rolled on his stomach and strained to get himself to his paws - unfortunately, he did it a little too quickly and ended up almost falling over again. Thankfully, he caught himself before that happened, flashing a triumphant smile to Barrenblossom. "See? Piece o' cake."


    Then Epiphany appeared, which did cause Leo did flinch but his muscles soon relaxed as soon as he realized who it was. Whew, he thought it was someone else for a couple of seconds. Leo caught on to what Epiphany was saying and he shook his head, refusing to be treated for what he intentionally did. Not to mention the fact that it would completely ruin his goal. "No, no, I don't want it. I took it fo' a reason. I need to get used to it so I can get my memories back, ya feel? 'M fine. Jus' need some time." His speech was rapid and excited as he spoke, making it a little difficult to decipher. However, the main ideas were there, the reason why he took it was finally out.


    He stubbornly turned his mouth away as Epiphany lifted the herbs up to it, like a child who didn't want to eat their vegetables. Why would he bother getting high only to have it end earlier than needed? Since he took it through his nose, it would end up lasting for only thirty minutes or two hours, anyway. He felt like taking it through his nose was easier, even if his nose burnt like hell afterwards.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]aight we got this


    and omg it's ev!!
    kinda


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]At this point, Leo wasn't sure if he would be able to handle any strenuous task. His energy levels were majorly low, he felt worse than usual as a result of drugs he took, and he was an overall mess. That was enough to get him out of doing one, right? Despite his mindset, though, Leo found himself in the area where Vanny called for weekly tasks, aiming to settle down on the ground and eagerly call out for one. Why? The answer was simple: Leo felt like he owed it to the Rebellion to pull his own weight and take a task. Not to mention the fact that Leo was way more uncomfortable when he wasn't doing anything that made him move or kept him occupied, so staying bored wasn't an option no matter how tired or ticked off he was.


    "Hey, hit me up with one, Vanny." Leo called in a somewhat tired voice, although a friendly smile was spread along his face, one which practically made his weariness unnoticeable.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]Wow, it really had been so long since Leo had last played Truth or Dare and if that wasn't an upsetting fact, he didn't know what was. He remembered playing it with old friends, perhaps even with Helix, as well, but that was about it. He really doubted that he played it after Erin's death and/or disappearance, which would make sense considering the fact that it would hold too many memories for him. Despite that, Leo found Truth or Dare to be the perfect distraction, especially with what he was going through at the moment. Maybe he could stop getting high for a minute and have some fun with his friends - he was aware of the fact that he didn't exactly know a majority of them that well but since they got along, he considered them to be friends.


    "I'll play! I hope you guys have some good dares up your sleeves." Leo announced in a challenging tone of voice, his pink eyes flickering playfully. He settled down near the group, sniffing painfully (his nose was acting up lately, no surprise there), and gave them all a grin. "I know I have some good ones. I'm practically a champion at this game!" He boasted, just to attempt to spark some competition between them. In his opinion, it was much more fun when they played with a sense of friendly competition, although that was just how Leo specifically liked to play.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]Leo could very much relate to what the pup was going through right now, specifically in terms of memories. He had been granted the right of remembering his name yet he didn't know anything else about himself, including where he belonged, while it seemed like she knew where to go yet she didn't know her name. Which was worse? Leo didn't know nor would he liked to get the chance to know. He was already struggling with his amnesia - hell, he was pretty much at one of his worst states - and drug use, so the last thing he needed was more on his plate. He had enough to deal with, for a lack of better phrases.


    The blonde feline made his way towards the scene - not high, thankfully - and stopped beside Pearlcatcher, scanning the female before them curiously. She said that she belonged here, huh? Well, Leo was going to branch off on what Pearlcatcher had said. "Aw, you can choose your own name. That's so cool! You can make it something cool. Hm...oh, we can be zodiac buddies! You can be Aries, since I'm already Leo!" Leo then began to laugh, making it obvious that he was just kidding. He was actually referencing a joke from quite a long time ago, back when he had first joined the Rebellion, but he wasn't going to bother mentioning the origin of it. "Just kidding, just kidding. Hey, no pressure. I'm sure that whatever you choose will fit you best." He aimed to give her an encouraging grin, curious as to see what she would choose for her name. Then again, she might end up remembering it. Hey, who knew? Whatever happened, Leo planned on sticking around.


    He paused for a moment before continuing, "You plan on sticking around, right? You did mention that you belonged here? If that's the case, welcome back! You already know my name, right?" Leo was thankful that he wasn't as tired as usual today or otherwise he would be incredibly out of it in this moment and that was also something that he didn't need.


    / sorry for the kinda lame post lmao


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]A potential threat, huh? Leo was surprised to be hearing this, since the Rebellion seemed to be left alone as of late. He couldn't remember much conflicts except for the time when he was asked to plan a raid against The Exiles and even that didn't fully go through, thankfully. In a way, this was both exciting and dangerous, which made Leo a bit conflicted about what to say as well as what to think. Would Michael bother doing anything with them? No one could really know, after all, unless they were him. The fact was frightening, to say the least, but at least they were warned ahead of time. Therefore, if anything, they would know who it was and/or what to do. They weren't at a full disadvantage.


    "Huh. Guess we better be careful or big bad Michael is gonna get us." Leo said with a grin as he approached, his light tone of voice making it clear that he was just messing around. Sure, it was a serious situation, but the atmosphere around the area seemed to be too tense for comfort. He sat down on the ground near Epiphany, adding in the same tone as before, "We can make a nice and scary bedtime story out of that. Although Halloween already passed so I guess we kinda have to think it through more."


    His pink eyes then flickered to the two members from LithiumClan, the same grin remaining on his face. "Thanks for the warning, though. I hope he doesn't bother you guys." This time he was more serious, since he felt like they were saving the Rebellion from a bullet. He might as well show some gratitude, huh?


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]hey to everyone i didn't greet yet!


    i can't wait to get to leo's 400th post and go through with my mini plot ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)


    and yes loki do itttt


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]i like the idea!! i have a ton of one-shots that i never posted lying around somewhere so this is a perfect opportunity to put them to use lmao


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]^ DITTO


    also are you guys ready for the election today
    i guess if you're not american it doesn't really matter but i'm dreading today lol