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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]a hh ayeo everybody !
i'm so glad to see you here and super hype to get things rolling!
the title & badge systems should be done tonight + the mass adopt and hp tryouts will be up as well ♥
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]accepted ! ah i love her name ♥
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]a yeoo ahh i'm so hype
ALSO I GOT THE MASS ADOPT UP !
[&] THE SANCTUM MASS ADOPTION | dhpr, fcfs
hp tryouts are next ! any other suggestions? ♥
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]Jet paws skimmed over the soft ground as the doberman prowled forward, late in the wake of Marzipan who she could admit traveled much better than herself. The Crown of the Sanctum lacked a good deal of the endurance that the strange wolf like creature did so she figured out about half way here her adviser would arrive before her. Thankfully the gap wasn't too impressive and she arrived just as BlizzardClan's leader inquired about the leadership of the Sanctum. "That'd be me, my apologies Miss Targaryen, my fellow acolyte is much more capable of long distance travel than myself." Her tone was even and respectful, clearly she cared for forming the alliance so she knew she'd need to cut back on her commentary and remain formal.
"The Sanctum is a newly formed group that has taken residence up in what once housed another group I believe. I'm unsure whom but the paths are well worn and there are herbs and the like grown in very specific places. Some of the rooms even contain old decorations. What makes us unique? Aside from the fact our arrival at our home stirred up something old and powerful who is now our goddess Herthe we take a pragmatic and logical approach to most situations. Though we mainly keep to ourselves another huge focus we have is maintaining our traditions and keeping close allies who we interact with often." Her lavender eyes shifted over Imperia as she answered her question belatedly, clearly sizing up her response.
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]SIGN UP FORM
LINK TO THE THREAD
THE SANCTUM MASS ADOPTION | dhpr, fcfs -
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]UPDATE
the hp tryouts & mass adopt + mass adopt signup are all up !
THE SANCTUM HP TRYOUTS | updated 4/17/17
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]adding them up !
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]y ells oml this chat is rlly active
ahh i appreciate you guys so much, tomorrow i'll get to making some threads and getting tons of stuff running ! ♥
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]She'd been leader for... what? Officially a day? Perhaps even less than that in all honesty, and already there was some sort of gathering she was encouraged to attend. It truly was a strange world, where word spread quickly and empires could fall as fast as a autumn leaf could fall. She recalled Marco, the german shepard that she'd been informed the Kismet Union's leader when Marzipan, Slinky, and Duchess herself had arrived on the scene. A clan in shambles, it wasn't an uncommon sight, what she hadn't expected was for the members to shove herself into the role of leadership. 'Not that I'm complaining I suppose.' The thought was awry and aimed solely for herself, given the silence of the area upon her approach she may as well make a habit of it.
'Let's see, a cat, typical, a... whatever the fuck that is, and me. Looks like I come in second as a heavyweight.' An irrelevant train of thought she admitted, but nonetheless she was easily bored and made use of it to entertain herself. "Er, greetings." That's how leaders greeted one another right? It wasn't like this shit came with a manual. "I'm Duchess Darling, Crown of the Sanctum." Though ShadowClan was an ally she didn't really expect the hellhound to remember that as insignificant as the Sanctum's presence was in the world right now. Sweetophelia though she supposed seemed the type to make note of such things, in all of the short exchange they'd had anyways.
"Sango, Sweetophelia." She greeted individually then, unsure of what else to do other than attempt at small talk while she waited for any others to arrive.
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]Her shoulder ached dully as puss seeped from the wound that had gone septic, as little as she liked to admit it she was getting weaker and weaker by the day. Eventually she'd lose and if she lost...
The doberman's train of thought faded as a familiar scent reached her angular muzzle, 'Slinky.' The interesting little blonde dachshund was definitely a strange individual, but the leader supposed she wasn't an unwelcome presence in day to day life. Even if her biggest hobby was growing various beans. As she drew near the huntress cleared her throat softly, lowering her head more to her friend's height as she spoke, "Tending to your... farm?" Gardens of beans were called farms right? Sure they were vines but she'd never heard any dumbass call it a pinto vineyard or some shit.
Fuck it, a bean garden was totally called a farm. No one could convince her otherwise at this point, a vineyard soundest dumb as hell. "Maybe you can grow spices to add to your beans once the weather warms up a little more." In her opinion the best addition to baked beans was bacon but maybe that just her.
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]tracking on this girl's subbie too + as a note we for sure plan on developing more traditions ICly as we go !
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]ahh these all look so good ! alrighty so meetings will be on fridays for now so feel free to all jump in to rping and judging from that i'll announce those we've chosen at the meeting this friday! in the mean time, some of you have already been selected to step up at today's meeting!
celestialsaint to blackblood
harvest blossom to blueblood
adam and nicholas to medic trainee !you'll be promoted further to desired ranks as we get to know your character and see ya' in the community!
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]ahh, we'd for sure love to have you! we've got our mass adopts up as well as our hp tryouts in the adoption boards as well! ♥
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]y ells radioactive bean or plague doctor !! they both sound hella interesting oml. also finger guns at nefarious omg i loved deadboy! duchess here is the reincarnation of adeline but isn't quite aware so i'm so eager to develop that!
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]She supposed she should probably get one of these going then huh? Sure she'd decided Fridays were a good meeting day for now but she at least had to get these fucks started on organization. Also... not very many people actually knew what the plan was so you know, she should probably lead... and shit. Lead and shit that is not lead and... anyways. Lean, hardened muscles rippled beneath her sleek black pelt as the doberman slipped through the elaborate halls of the mansion. They'd need to find an official meeting place she supposed but for now she'd settling with their grand entryway. The stairs provided her a place to stand above her clan and the area below could fit easily twice their numbers. Shifting up to rest of forepaws on the railing the huntress lifted her head to address the area below her with authority. "ACOLYTES OF THE SANCTUM, GATHER BENEATH THE GRAND STAIRS FOR A MEETING." That seemed firm and official right? Hell if she knew, she was still new to all this.
"I've got some announcements to make so listen up." Duchess barked firmly, her tail angled straight up so that it curled over to her back slightly from where she was perched. "First off I wanted to let you all know how infinitely proud I am of all you for sticking through this set up process with us. Slinky, Rosalie, Marzipan, and I are incredibly grateful for your presence and plan on having a successful future. We've got this. On that note, thanks to you three for helping me get all this set up. I wouldn't be here right now without you." Alright, now that all that sappy crap was out of the way, it was time for what everyone actually wanted to hear "Alright, I'm working on getting a title system set up as well as a header for the board, an advertisement, and badges. Special thanks to Mercurial and Copper on helping with those last three bits. In addition we have some promotions to deal out. Nicholas, little buddy, you were here when we arrived and trained to heal in the Kismet Union, for that step up to medic trainee. You've earned it. Adam, go ahead and step up to medic trainee too please. Now for the muscle of our little family, Celestialsaint, step right up to Blackblood and make us proud and our enemies scared shitless. Harvest Blossom, step up to Blueblood, let no secret go unlearned and be sure our allies remember our names. That'll be all for today but make sure you look out for another meeting this Friday probably since this one was to help us set up." Whoo, that was easier than she'd thought it'd be actually.
"Oh yeah, and lets get to posting on the board! We got this guys, the world will remember our name." Primarily because it was hard to forget it when Duchess was as assertive as she was but oh well, she liked to think it was endearing.
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]without further ado, here's the meeting !
ALL ABOUT THE RUSH | first meeting, 4/18/17
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]Jet paws skimmed over the soft ground as the doberman prowled forward, late in the wake of Marzipan who she could admit traveled much better than herself. The Crown of the Sanctum lacked a good deal of the endurance that the strange wolf like creature did so she figured out about half way here her adviser would arrive before her. Thankfully the gap wasn't too impressive and she arrived just as Marzipan requested an audience with the High King and a little femme arrived to great them. "Sounds excellent, it's nice to meet you. I'm Duchess Darling, Crown, or leader, of the Sanctum." Greetings and pleasantries, incredibly out of her usual but incredibly necessary for making a good first impression.
The doberman wasn't going to lie to herself, they needed this alliance. They were small and budding, if they wanted to blossom instead of wither it was of the utmost importance to get their name out there and make themselves a prominent presence in the daily lives of both allies and strangers.
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]Jet paws skimmed over the soft ground as the doberman prowled forward, late in the wake of Marzipan who she could admit traveled much better than herself. The Crown of the Sanctum lacked a good deal of the endurance that the strange wolf like creature did so she figured out about half way here her adviser would arrive before her. Thankfully the gap wasn't too impressive and she arrived just as Marzipan was informing the leader, or whom she assumed was in charge, of what they could provide. She remained silent while her Consort spoke, choosing to silently prowl up to her side and stand there as if to back up her words, her head head high and her tail arched over her back in confidence. When Marzipan finally finished up her bold claim the Crown dipped her head calmly and spoke for the first time. "I am Duchess Darling, Crown, or leader, of the Sanctum. We'd be more than willing to assist you in your time of need as well as participate as an active and interactive ally. We in the Sanctum hold our friends at high regard." Her tone was even and firm, her lavender eyes shifted over the form of those gathered and lingered most on the little golden retriever puppy.
Part of her wished she'd brought something now, they were only a child and yet famine, like many aspects of nature, knew no bias. The doberman wasn't going to lie to herself, they needed this alliance. They were small and budding, if they wanted to blossom instead of wither it was of the utmost importance to get their name out there and make themselves a prominent presence in the daily lives of both allies and strangers.
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