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They say that time's supposed to heal ya || open, hunting and possible joining

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"Starjelly is right, you are indeed trespassing."
The lion spoke up as he prowled over to join Starjelly, his gaze now studying the avian creature. There was no anger in his voice though as he personally wasn't overly bothered by the trespasser who was hunting on their grounds, these were harsh months and everyone deserved to find food where they could.
"I'm Briareos."

EAT ALL THE TURKEY // open, Thanksgiving feast!

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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Iolair was not required to bring Briareos, the delicious aromas alone were enough to lure the lion in. He was not even fully awake yet and was following his nose through a sleepy haze, gradually being guided to the feast. Entering the room he let a smile fill his face before he promptly crashed into a chair.

Groaning, the Primus would get back to his feet and was now of course fully awake.
"Hm, huh? Oh my goodness, what is all of this, Solarflare?"

THE FIRM HAND OF JUSTICE // open + stranger on border

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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The scent trail had lured him here of all places, BloodClan. It was among one of the last places that he wanted to be, another filthy anti-clan that stood in his path. But today he was not here to start a war with them in particular, he was here searching for a single individual like a man obsessed.

Maeve.
He was hunting her because of her crimes. Briareos knew he should have never trusted her, and he regretted giving her a medical rank as well. He had tried to convince himself that he had been a paranoid old man but it soon became apparent that his gut instinct had been right all along.

The RiddleClan leader sniffed the ground along the border as he tried to confirm that she had come past here. He needed to find her at all costs.

THE FIRM HAND OF JUSTICE // open + stranger on border

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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A stalker? Were they seriously roping him in as being a stalker?
Well... he guessed it was partly right since he was hunting down a certain individual but BloodClanners weren't exactly on his menu.

Quirking a brow he let his gaze roll over those who had arrived, feeling like the only adult at a party of teenagers. He held his ground but partly shut his eyes when Chess tapped his nose, a low groan of annoyance escaping him before he regained his composure.
"Right... well, I'm Briareos, leader of RiddleClan. And I'm not a stalker, but I am searching for a certain vampire. She committed murder and pretty much shit all over a clan's trust."
He explained as he puffed his chest out a little more.
"Have you heard of a female called Maeve?"

They say that time's supposed to heal ya || open, hunting and possible joining

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"It's an easy mistake, Ace. Even I've been guilty for crossing borders and accidentally taking food, besides, no harm has been done."
The lion replied in a warm tone before he padded forward and used his paw to push the rabbit back towards the gyrfalcon as he gave them his blessing to have it.
"Take it, as the leader of these lands I give you my permission. During these difficult months no animal deserves to starve."

THE FIRM HAND OF JUSTICE // open + stranger on border

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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The response was expected but not something he wanted to really hear. The lion exhaled slowly as he looked at Amour.
"Very well, I will respect your wishes. But watch her, she will turn on you."
Briareos wasn't necessarily giving up on the hunt, but he knew he was alone here and picking a larger fight would only get him killed and he wasn't sure he had any lives left to spare. Dipping his head he would then take his leave, now hoping he had spread the seeds of doubt. With luck Maeve would be cast out and he could finally pounce.

Rather Late, Don't You Think? | Open, Flower Crowns

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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Briareos approached when his curiosity got the better of him, a times a dangerous thing. Sitting himself down next to Pippa he then looked at the wire and flowers before he pulled a warm lopsided grin.
"I guess as Primus I really ought to have a magnificent crown. Could you help me make one?"
He would ask, he didn't have the paws for delicate work and he didn't have an eye for style either. But he still wanted to give it a go regardless.

WANT YOU HERE WITH ME || open, PalisadeClan

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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The blue and white lion soon approached, dark rings under his eyes from a lack of sleep. He was exhausted from his recent hunt for Maeve, though at least he had found out she was hiding in BloodClan. Problem was getting at her from there.

Lifting his head he would look at Lovelykit, a questioning look on his face. Was a child in charge of a clan? That seemed... unwise. Though if they could complete their task and duty with competence then who was he to deny them.
"I am Briareos, the Primus of RiddleClan. If you want an alliance you'll have to convince me, starting by telling me where your clan's alignment stands; pro, neutral, anti?"

BLEACHED BONES // open + meeting

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"RiddleClan, gather round!"
Briareos called out in the courtyard where he would wait for others to gather. He had a stern frown on his face and he looked deeply bemused.

"Lets get the bad news out of the way first shall we? Demotions! The following individuals are demoted for their inactivity; Starborne, Jack, Charlotte, Mikaela, Cinnamontwist and Morgandy. Warnings for Nuri, Zane, Megalomania, Liberatore, Illryia and even Akina. And Maeve, as most of you know, is both demoted and exiled for her crime of murder. If you see her then bring her forward for punishment."
Well then, that emptied the HPs and s/HPs by a fair bit. But he had to be harsh, as much as it upset him.

"Promotions! Just one I'm afraid, Starjelly, I want you to step up to Alchemist."
They were active and got on well with pretty much everyone and he believed it was high time they got more influence in the group.

"As many are aware by now the Brotherhood are living with us. Treat them well during their time here, make sure they are made welcome and work with them."
He offered a warm smile before his expression darkened again.

"In the last meeting we touched on alliances. I still need volunteers to go speak with SolsticeClan, BlizzardClan, SunClan and the Foundation. If I have to chase you there myself then I bloody will!"
He growled as he flashed his teeth as his anger threatened to boil over.

a pure song [open, weekly tasks 11/28 - 12/05

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"I'll take a task."
Briareos chuckled lightly as he strolled over, a warm smile on his face as he looked at Akina. The lion was curious about what he'd be made to do.
"Actually give me two, I'm sure I can manage the workload."

My mind | open+ joining | is a little more than wild!

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"What in the name of StarClan is this?"
Briareos watched the scene from nearby, partially obscured between the trees. The lion was unsure about how to handle the situation as this was no ordinary event. His gaze would flick between the bodies and the spirit, steadily beginning to recognise a possible link between the spirit and the deceased child. Were they the same? Why hadn't the spirit been able to pass on? Who or what had killed them in the first place.

Cautiously he soon approached, slipping out from where he had been hiding and moving towards the spirit.
"Hello, young one. What is your name? Do you know why you're here?"

BLEACHED BONES // open + meeting

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"Alright then, we'll work it like this then: Akina goes to SunClan, Iolair goes to SolsticeClan, and Locklyn, would you like to visit The Foundation for me? That should spread everyone out evenly."
Briareos breathed a sigh of relief at seeing so many volunteers. It was good to see.

Though he looked surprised at he turned to Liberatore.
"She stepped down? I didn't see a notice being posted, are you sure?"
The lion was honestly confused, he hadn't seen anything being mentioned, not even at the last meeting where she had been present.

My mind | open+ joining | is a little more than wild!

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"Captive Dream? That's... that's a nice name."
Though perhaps a little eerie, but he didn't want to upset the ghost.
"I'm Briareos, and you're on RiddleClan territory. Would you like to come with me? Perhaps I can help you feel comfortable, would you like to see where I live?"
The lion extended a paw out towards Captive Dream and offered her a warm smile. Frankly he didn't know what else to do, but if he could make friends with her then surely that was better than nothing. He would send someone out to bury the bodies later.

a boundless world [open, planning events]

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"A movie is like recorded memories and stories being shown visually. Moving pictures, so to speak."
Briareos spoke up as he looked at Locklyre, smiling softly with some amusement. Turning his attention to Akina he then dipped his head, wordlessly thanking her for setting this up.

"I like all the ideas so far. Once the snows come I think we should have a snowball war, perhaps with another clan."
Briareos was still a kitten at heart even though he was getting on his age these days regardless of his physical form.

TRICK SHOT! // open + arcade game 1

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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Briareos smirked as he stood patiently before a stand outside in the courtyard of the asylum. The lion looked rather smug with himself as he glanced back at the stall where three separate stacks of tins stood. A basket of balls were just beside him.
"Roll up! Roll up! Come and test your aim and strength and win a prize. If you knock the blue tins over you get a keyring, if you knock down the yellow tins you get a Pokémon plush toy. And if you knock down the red tins... you can pick a mystery box."
He would call out before waiting for the first individuals to arrive.

HERE DUCKY DUCKY! // open + arcade game 2

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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A child's pool had been inflated and filled with water in the middle of the reception room of the asylum. A number of toy rubber ducks bobbed about in the water, going about their business in a lazy manner. Briareos sat next to it with a stick with a hook on the end of it.
"Gather round my friends, hook yourself a duck and check the colour of the base. Get a gold then you get a plushie toy of an anime character, get silver and you get a lollipop. If no colour at all then tough luck, no winner for you."

PINBALL WIZARD // open + arcade game 3

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"Come on! Budge dammit!"
The lion groaned as he heaved the final piece into place, an old pinball machine he had found in a local dump site. It was still in good condition however, good enough for him to opt to take it. He set up the pinball machine in the asylum basement next to a table of soft drinks and snacks for the avid gamers of the clan to munch on as they battled for the high score.
"The pinball machine is ready, try to out do each other to take home a sense of victory and the right to brag."

CHINS UP MEN! // weekly tasks 07/12 - 14/12

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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The lion stood in the courtyard and smiled lightly before he tossed his head up a little as he looked around himself.
"Come on over if you want some weekly tasks! Don't worry, I won't bite."
Briareos called out, chuckling lightly.

POWER OF THE SUN // open + death + new body

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

[align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
Are The Ones I Set"

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"Argh!"
The roar of pain burst out from the depths of the forest, the echoing of gun shots dotting around from the same area. The unmistakable stench of humans was carried along on the frosty breeze back towards the asylum. A few minutes passed before all fell silent again.

The crunching of boots crossing crisp snow soon broke the tense air as the humans closed in on their quarry, confused words passing from one to the other as they examined the oddly coloured lion. Prodding the corpse with a gun they soon relaxed as they became content that the lion was indeed deceased. Working together they dragged the body away as they exited the territory, leaving only blood behind as evidence of what had happened.

Briareos had been killed.

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StarClan.

"Hm...? Huh? N-no! Not back here! I'm not ready!"
Briareos recognised the starry fields in an instant, a sickening feeling twisting in his gut as he frantically looked around himself. How could this have happened?! And why had the humans come in the first place? It was just like back in the old days when the humans used to set their dogs on the clan in an attempt to massacre them all.

"Lost another life it seems, and you certainly won't be going back to that body of yours either."
The raspy voice came from a black cat who had an almost perfect white diamond shape over his shoulders. The friendly gaze however eased Briareos and he found comfort seeing the old tom after such a long time.

"I thought you had been lost to us, Omenstar. I haven't seen you in such a long time. Where did you go?"
Curiosity prickled Briareos' mind during that moment as he looked the former RedMoonClan leader up and down.
"I was out walking the dreams of the new generations, such fascinating beasts they've become. And to think I used to think having a hare being our medicine cat was as bizarre as they came, but it seems that our world has changed."
He reminisced but it brought him a pang of grief as well. The old days were long gone, the old enemies of RiddleClan now just tales for kits, no one probably even remembered the threat of Chaos of the Stars or how LuminousClan nearly destroyed them all.

"Grim, I will send you back, but... this is your last life. If you perish again you won't be able to return to the world of the living. Do you understand?"
The warning struck Briareos like a sledgehammer, his features becoming pale. So this was it... his final life? It had truly filtered down to this moment. Omenstar gave him a moment before he cat him a wicked smirk.
"Your final life however deserves a spectacular body however, I think I have one in mind that you will quite like, my old friend. Now go, you'll wake up in the courtyard. Take your time adjusting to your final form."

"Thank you, Omenstar. Thank you."

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"Ngh...."
He was cold and stiff, his mind and body still not yet fully synchronised. Lifting his head he found himself instinctively trying to crawl towards the nearest patch of sunlight. He needed its warmth. He was so cold!
"H-help... me..."

dead but yet alive [open, bone to pick]

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"If I fall I will Always
Pick Myself Up Again"

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Are The Ones I Set"

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Briareos frowned as Akina delivered the much needed boot up the backside to the whole clan, even to him. It was necessary but he wasn't convinced if it would work. RiddleClan was truly dying. He missed the days when they used to make 1,000 posts in a single month.
"Got any ideas on what we should do? We need fresh members, but attracting them to us is... proving problematic."

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