Posts by king george iii

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George waltzed in, head held high. Yet he couldn't keep his face frozen when he saw the state of the decoration. The last the castle had been like this was when he had held the masquerade ball here. He had heard of the party in whisperings, and had dressed somewhat nicely foe the occasion. A thin, golden crown was placed on his head, rest of him bare, leaving all of his sunlike scars open to viewing. "This is amazing, Dahlia."

"Speech."

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George barely had time to react before trying to collapse his leg to avoid the brunt of the attack. He would smile and aim to dart away from the caracel, putting a good distance between them. "Of course, just show. Mercy, could you possibly work with Leo after we show a couple things?" George would address her, moving in a slow circle around Dahlia, though not striking. He was on the defensive.

"Speech."

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George blinked, rooted to the spot after Leopold's words. Blood rushed in his ears, and his useless heartbeat was loud in his chest. "Oh.. I see." His voice was quiet, and cold, betraying none of his true emotion. He was torn on the inside. Half of him glad that the traitorous female was dead, the other half crying out in agony because he had loved her and she was dead. Kate, where are you? "I'm sorry, I believe I have some business to attend to." And George would quickly move away, disappearing around a corner of the castle.

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"Speech."

oi !! so i figured it was about time we got one of these,, plus i am going to be semi-inactive for the next couple of weeks due to school restarting and taking all adavanced courses. pm me if there's anything i need to know asap, otherwise tag me in a thread and i will respond when i get the time!!

tldr; my activity will fluctuate over the next couple weeks

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"This will be quick, I promise. But a handful of people have been active around here lately and I want to recognize that. Dahlia, due to your recent activity and prior experience, I would like for you to step up as my Grand Prior. Leo and Mercedes, I've seen you guys, and thanks for being around, I appreciate it. You guys keep it up." Short and sweet, and straight to the point. It was nice, and wasn't long and drawn out. Not like there was a lot of news around Eden anyways, there was like four people. "Heatherpaw, or Taemin, whatever you go by now, you're demoted until further notice. Dismissed."

"Speech."

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Though George was much larger than the caracal, she had the advantage of actually knowing how to fight in water. But, oh well, this was for fun, kinda. So George launched himself at the female, only to fall into a deeper part of the water, splashing himself and Dahlia.

"Speech."

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George had been prcrastinating in making one of these, but he figured he needed to get around to it. "Weekly tasks!" Plus activity had been slow, even for them lately. Not that he tried his hardest, but out of character issues always came up. Hopefully it would pick up around here and it would be easier.

"Speech."

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Sitting outside by himself had become a regular occurence for him lately, especially after hearing of Kate's death. But George was not expecting the shower of lights overhead, and remembered hearing of it from his last life. "Woah.." The stars reflected back into his red eyes, shining a bright ruby color. He moved to stand, angling his head to get a better view.

"Speech."

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George felt like he was kinda stuck up as a leader, and he wanted to come across more friendly to his knights. So the first fun thing he though of was defacing property. On a single patrol he found an old, halfway collasped house, the perfect place to just fuck shit up. The saluki got his hands on the first cans of spray paint he could find and posted fliers around the castle, trying to get the word out.

He stood alone in all black, a bandana covering his mouth and nose, white hair hanging over his scarlet eyes, shaking a can of dark purple paint in his hand.

"Speech."

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George smiled at them both, dipping his head, "Ladies." Then he his neck to face Mercedes. "Mercy, how about you host a game? And Dahlia, could you make a sort of contest? I can put together a badge for the winner. If you could get it out to Stormclan that would be great." He closed his maw, accidentally biting a piece of his lip. George was still somewhat adjusting to his vampiric fangs, this kept happening, much to his annoyance.

"Speech."

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George would hang back, eyes wary of the joiner, 'Sutton'. The only lions he had ever interacted with were his presumed dead son, Viktor, and Sweetophelia, neither were positive experiences. But for now the king was content to hang back and see how Mercedes and Dahlia reacted to her. Like the clouded leopard, George recognizes the oh so faint scent of Eden on the girl, so yes it could be assumed she was a returning member. That made the matter better, and he relaxed a small bit. He had many spies and assassins come after him as of late, and one couldn't be too wary.

"Speech."