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TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - FELIKS - 08-19-2018
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]The time had come to move on from Snowbound, for whilst the territory had given him some solace and the ability to feel nostalgic for easier times, there wasn't enough daily hustle and bustle to keep the griffon satisfied. Even if he didn't participate in the socialising, crows were satisfying white noise for him, and with a rather disappointing display of a 'takeover' from the 'Pitt', Feliks figured it was best to bail on the pet project before the aggressors realised that they had backbones. Where he was to go was something that the mythological hybrid couldn't be so sure about, with a flimsy knowledge on the land's plethora of groups he was practically blindfolded, spun around several times and forced to find a donkey still enough to pin a tail onto... whatever the hell that meant. A particular spring appeared in the male's steps as he padded along the grassy knolls, the corners of his ashen beak curling upwards in callous mischief.
Thoughts were racing, he had so much to say and no one to say it to, even if he suspected that he was sort of trespassing Feliks didn't want to wait just a second for some company. "Oh toodlie-do!" he cawed out, rearing up like a horse as he let his hoarse voice ring throughout the plains. Sometimes he wished he was a horse, at least then when he was asked why his face was long sometimes he could make a joke out of it. Realising quite quickly that he was going off on a tangent, luckily being able to catch himself this time, the male would come to a standstill, digging his talons into the fresh ground idly. He had no idea whose territory this belonged to, had no idea if they were good guys or gits and if his previous little quips were anything to go by, the male seemed to care very little for joining. He'd just leave if he didn't like things, no bush league squad was gonna keep him from doing what he wanted.
"Name's Feliks, looking to join if you'll let me. I presume you have that auto-acceptance thingie-ma-bob around here so if someone could show me to camp that'd be lovely," he chuckled, the mature individual testing his boundaries. It was the best way to figure out if a group was the real deal or not, at least it was through his emerald eyes.
Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - ONISION. - 08-19-2018
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"Are you stupid? Slow your roll." Onision's voice rang out from a bunch of bushes, where the small brown felidae jumped out into sight, favoring his broken right front leg as always. It was awkward, in all honesty. He never really showed such weakness, but he didn't want Moonmade to touch his fucking wounds either, and he didn't know where Lessa went.
Lifting his head up, Oni gave the male a cold, silent stare, before he decided it would be easier to do just that. "Wait for an adult to come and see you. I'm not supposed to just let anyone in, and I haven't gotten the sleep I need to be able to tell if you're bad or not." Oni meowed, a stubborn tone to his voice. He didn't want to have to shift right now, but he would if he could make himself mad enough.
"My name is Onision Mikaelson-Folie. A Fireball here, by the way."
[/td][/tr][/table]Lifting his head up, Oni gave the male a cold, silent stare, before he decided it would be easier to do just that. "Wait for an adult to come and see you. I'm not supposed to just let anyone in, and I haven't gotten the sleep I need to be able to tell if you're bad or not." Oni meowed, a stubborn tone to his voice. He didn't want to have to shift right now, but he would if he could make himself mad enough.
"My name is Onision Mikaelson-Folie. A Fireball here, by the way."
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Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - Cosmic - 08-19-2018
"And I'm Crowdcontrol, Resident Bitch." I came to a halt beside Oni, long bushy tail flicking as I eyed the stranger. I didn't know if I liked him or not, but honestly I probably had no right to judge anyway. But regardless, I was cautious.
I was so tired.
"Feliks, you said? Yeah, slow down bud." Some folks talked too fast, and this guy seems to be one of them. "I hope you know you're trespassing, and I don't tolerate that. But welcome to the Ascendants, I guess?" My tone was bored and somewhat apathetic as I yawned, wanting to get this over with.
Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - imperia - 08-20-2018
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]Oh goodness. It seems that the Ascendants at the border today are all sour, aren't they? Luckily Imperia is in the area and happens to hear voices, luring the young female towards the confrontation near the border. Golden tendrils shiver and shake, revealing a lovely grey wolf with eyes the color of sterling steel. Sleek silver fur shines in the sunlight, strands of baby's breath woven into the longer areas of her pelt. "Oh, hush, mes amis," chides the elegant creature as she approaches on silent paws. A gentle smile graces her lovely visage. Large, doll-like eyes blink upwards at Feliks, observing his unique appearance with interest. Academic interest, that is. She wonders if the male will let her collect some of his plumage? Alas, that is a question for another time.
Right now, she just wants to make sure her clanmates don't bite the guy's head off. "Welcome to the Ascendants, Feliks. My name is Imperia Arceneau." she dips her head in a polite nod. "I hope the welcoming party did not frighten you too badly?" it is a joke, of course. If it cannot be gathered from the faint nuance of amusement in her melodious voice, it is also hinted at by the subtle upwards twist of black lips. At the end of the day, Onision and Crowdcontrol did a good job being threatening. Hopefully their skills are not necessary today. "What place did you come from, if I might ask?"
Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - FELIKS - 08-20-2018
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Hearing the type of friendliness he expected out of strangers, the male would extend his wings, flapping them in hopes that the breeze created would try and cool the first two down. Poppycock... if he was bad or not... he was the sweetest angel on this side of the hemisphere! "Well I'll give you a hint kid, if I was bad you'd be dead right now. Chopped up and served as a feline soufflé, perhaps with a side o' cream," he teased, tail lashing just slightly at accusations that he could've been evil. A little bit of a dick, sure, but Feliks loathed evil more than he loathed the letter X. He'd sacrificed everything trying to fight it, to suddenly join the demons after failing to beat them just seemed asinine. "Though I can give you that sleep if ya want,". He lifted up a forepaw, making a 'punching' motion with it to indicate knocking Onision out. It was just more of his ill-intended teasing, Feliks not really seeing the potential issues with making a joke of that threatening caliber.
His emerald gaze focused in on Crowdcontrol next, the second individual to tell him to slow down a little bit. A stunted 'hah' emerged from a parted beak, holding his head proud and tall. They seemed bored, which made them boring in return, so the male didn't want to waste much time talking to this one. I don't tolerate trespassers he imitated a whiny voice within his head, snorting when it was time to be provocative about that. "Can't be a trespasser if I've just been accepted into the group,". Tapping the side of his cranium with a long talon, his wide-eyed stare would finally reign in on Imperia, who appeared to be the most tolerant out of this band of merry mammals. In return for such patience, Feliks toned down his wicked grin, bowing his head in greetings. It seemed like a total 180, from being rough towards those rough to him to acting like more of a gentleman. "They had me quiverin' in my snake skin boots ma'am," he chuckled sarcastically, hoping that the others wouldn't get offended that he thought they were totally not scary.
Very few things scared the male, he'd seen enough shit to know what could and couldn't hurt him. "Depends on how far back you wanna go. Couple of years ago I came from a vivacious land ripe for the picking. It was across the seas though, can't be bothered to fly back there. Now in recent history... I come from Snowbound. Wasn't really active there, some D-bag from the armPitt deciding he wanted to 'take over' or whatever young bucks do was enough to get me to bail,". What an amazingly casual way to mention that exposition. "Good to meet ya though, regardless,".
Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - MOONMADE - 08-20-2018
[size=9pt]"Hope it's not too late to go back on that feline souffle thing." says the young lion as he approaches, heavy, sleep deprived gaze lingering on Onision and Crowdcontol before they flick to Feliks. "They both need some fuckin' manners." he drawls, only half joking. Given the kit's parents, surely he would know how to act? Marg was about the most polite creature you could find; how the fuck did she breed this thing? And Crowdcontol, too-- They weren't exactly upholding the whole Friendly Welcoming Star Nerds reputation. Thank God for Imperia.
The lion slips up beside the wolf, brushing against her just slightly, because that might just be a new thing they do and he's all for it. Plus, he'd like to leave at least a foot's length gap between him and the demon child. "Sounds like you've got some history." said Moon, a throwaway comment. "I'm Moon. Sorry for the first impressions. Swear at least 60% of us know how to act."
The lion slips up beside the wolf, brushing against her just slightly, because that might just be a new thing they do and he's all for it. Plus, he'd like to leave at least a foot's length gap between him and the demon child. "Sounds like you've got some history." said Moon, a throwaway comment. "I'm Moon. Sorry for the first impressions. Swear at least 60% of us know how to act."
Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - ONISION. - 08-20-2018
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Onision already didn't like this bastard. He was too cheerful, too peppy. When he motioned with his fist, Oni didn't take this lightly. "Touch me and I'll smother you to death in your sleep." The short-tempered chocolate feline snapped, giving the griffin a nasty glare of warning.
Imperia's presence was always calming, and he was about to shut up until Moonmade came onto the scene. "Haaah? You wanna fight, old man?" He turned, baring his tiny fangs towards the older male. Even though he knew he was still young, he knew that calling him old pissed him off. Which made it okay, to him. "Act right? You call going against our leader 'Acting Right'? How funny. Sod off with your bullshit." Oni grumbled, rolling cold silver-blue eyes.
Turning back to Feliks, Onision stared for a moment before he followed Imperia's example, dipping his head, however hatefully. "Welcome to the Ascendants, we're glad to have you." He nearly growled, before lifting his head and beginning his trek back to camp.
[/td][/tr][/table]Imperia's presence was always calming, and he was about to shut up until Moonmade came onto the scene. "Haaah? You wanna fight, old man?" He turned, baring his tiny fangs towards the older male. Even though he knew he was still young, he knew that calling him old pissed him off. Which made it okay, to him. "Act right? You call going against our leader 'Acting Right'? How funny. Sod off with your bullshit." Oni grumbled, rolling cold silver-blue eyes.
Turning back to Feliks, Onision stared for a moment before he followed Imperia's example, dipping his head, however hatefully. "Welcome to the Ascendants, we're glad to have you." He nearly growled, before lifting his head and beginning his trek back to camp.
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Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - melody - 08-20-2018
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify;"]The little kitten padded up after the others, still a little young to pick up on the tense atmosphere that surrounded the joiner. "Hi! 'M Melody!" She greeted brightly, if a little warily. "Um, are you a bull-shit?" She mimicked the word slowly, eyes blinking innocently as she had only picked up the word from Onision as he muttered. Her little ears flicked as she recited to Feliks hurriedly, "Oh, uhm- nice t' meet you! 'S that your real face?"
Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - ★ HAZEL - 08-20-2018
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Deus, this entire interaction was a trainwreck. Hazel wasn't great with strangers at the moment, but she knew a rude apprentice when she heard one. (Which seemed hypocritical, considering she was technically still of fireball age.) Onison's complaints drew her towards the scene, Arion in tow. The last stranger Hazel met had her cautious and hesitant, but this was of different context - context that had the cocoa feline frowning, frustration with the headstrong fireball apparent in her expression.
Oni was already on his way back to camp by the time Hazel actually made it to the group, and her reprimand was ready on her tongue and pebbles of rhodochrosite and peruvian opal trailing in her wake. But she decided better of it, thinking she might address his manners when it wasn't so public. In fact, she might not need to; it certainly wasn't her place, but Oni had plenty of people that would get on his case in her stead. Gritting her teeth, Hazel shook her head, letting out a short sigh that felt like it was supposed to relieve the frustration in her chest. "I'm sure the others have apologized, but I'll say sorry, too - we're usually much more welcoming than that." She bit her lip. "Some people have more pent up energy after a recent experience, so..." Hazel trailed off, reminding herself that it might be unwise to mention the observatory's malfunction to a newcomer.
"And although this is no longer applicable to you, we don't have an automatic acceptance system. Name and business first, and as long as you're not lying through your teeth about who you are, then you're free to join us. Just...for future reference." Hazel shrugged, subtly sliding her paw over the small stone of rose quartz. Auto acceptance was the liberty of being able to waltz into a clan without any prerequisites - at least, that was the definition to Hazel. "I'm Hazel."
Oni was already on his way back to camp by the time Hazel actually made it to the group, and her reprimand was ready on her tongue and pebbles of rhodochrosite and peruvian opal trailing in her wake. But she decided better of it, thinking she might address his manners when it wasn't so public. In fact, she might not need to; it certainly wasn't her place, but Oni had plenty of people that would get on his case in her stead. Gritting her teeth, Hazel shook her head, letting out a short sigh that felt like it was supposed to relieve the frustration in her chest. "I'm sure the others have apologized, but I'll say sorry, too - we're usually much more welcoming than that." She bit her lip. "Some people have more pent up energy after a recent experience, so..." Hazel trailed off, reminding herself that it might be unwise to mention the observatory's malfunction to a newcomer.
"And although this is no longer applicable to you, we don't have an automatic acceptance system. Name and business first, and as long as you're not lying through your teeth about who you are, then you're free to join us. Just...for future reference." Hazel shrugged, subtly sliding her paw over the small stone of rose quartz. Auto acceptance was the liberty of being able to waltz into a clan without any prerequisites - at least, that was the definition to Hazel. "I'm Hazel."
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Re: TROUBLEMAKER | o, joining - BASTILLEPAW - 08-21-2018
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BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
Bastille could feel the traces of Hazel's discomfort filtering through their bond as he grew closer, and he stopped beside her he shot her a quick sideways glance. He hadn't known her to be this unsure around others in... quite a while, frankly; without the traces of alcohol to put her on edge, or someone making contact with her, she was generally very well adjusted. He almost wanted to ask her about it, but he settled for taking in the situation at hand, his attention fixing on Oni as well as the Fireball made his exit. He was tempted to follow to see what was up with him lately, but instead he forced himself to regard their newcomer.
[b]"Welcome, then," he provided, out of the loop on the initial tension at the border, "I'm Bastille. Nice to meet you and shit, but I'm gonna go check on the kiddo." He nodded to Feliks, and then turned with another glance at Hazel and went after Onision.
[b]"Welcome, then," he provided, out of the loop on the initial tension at the border, "I'm Bastille. Nice to meet you and shit, but I'm gonna go check on the kiddo." He nodded to Feliks, and then turned with another glance at Hazel and went after Onision.
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