GUIDING LIGHT // Weekly Tasks 11/5 - 11/11

[ONISION.]

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ONISION M.F.

— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED

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the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
12 months old

physically hard
easy to piss off

demihomosexual
polyhomoromantic

tsundere asshole
dating alexander

were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
possession & mental manip.

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"I'll take one." Onision called out as he walked over, rolling his shoulders idly.

all you give me is a heartbeat —

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[W]isker

[ATTICUS]

▹▹▹▹Atticus turned his gaze to [member=2766]Risus[/member]  next for a moment as he considered the create in silence, in time taking a breath and opening his maw as he surveyed the others. "This week, I want you to host some sort of competition. A writing challenge, art; figure out a prize and challenge our friends and family." Next, his gaze swung to [member=2782]DARTH ISKALO.[/member]  as he continued with little pause. "I want you to host a lesson of some sort this week. Defensive, perhaps, if it suits you." He had little doubt Iskalo knew how to hold his ground, thousand-pound bear or not. Nextly, his gaze turned to [member=2568]agathe.[/member] , forcing away a smirk that wanted to threaten on his lips at the sight of his leader, dipping his head instead in respect before she got any ideas about the lack of expression on his face. "You could use a break, I believe. Host a truth or dare night, have a bonfire, have some drinks; do something relaxing for once, whatever that may be." His answer came smoothly, idle as his tail flicked once before he looked to little [member=2172]ISABELLE M.[/member]  "Of course, darling," he answered, considering for a moment. He would not be typical and give a child the standard task of making flower crowns or doing art. "In lieu of the Ambassador program potentially restarting soon, would you be willing to make gift baskets for the Ambassadors to bring? You can get some help gathering supplies, or design it all to your heart's content." Lastly, [member=1268]ONISION.[/member] , the boys idle greetings being returned with a half nod in a moment of consideration. "This week, I would like you to be responsible for gathering supplies. We'll be, hopefully, having new Medics on board soon, there's a holiday coming up, and there are items we may need in the coming days. See if you can go out and find something interesting, like one of those human-creature toys that keep popping up, maybe you can do something with it." He was a hard one to figure out; he was smart, Atticus would grant him that, but he also had a bit of a rebellious streak. While gathering perhaps wasn't the most interesting of tasks, maybe Onison would find something of use out there that he could do something with, especially now that he had been granted the freedom to return towards the border.

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[ALISAE]

[align=center][div style="width: 540px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Looks like she was a little late in requesting one. The shiba scans around, notices that everyone else seems to be doing it, and concludes that she should be taking one. "I'll take a task!" She chirps, hoping that the right level of enthusiam. Nobody really seems to be that excited though.

[ATTICUS]

▹▹▹▹Atticus adjusted the way his paws sat as he stretched his shoulders slightly, sitting for so long handing out tasks now beginning to itch at him, feeling the urge to move once more. "As you wish," he rumbled softly at Alisaie, considering the young Shiba for a moment as he exhaled softly. Her assessment was true, perhaps, that no one seemed to be jumping out of their fur to try and get a task, but Atticus didn't really mind either. People were here, participating, and while the act of sitting and waiting around to be given something to do was hardly exciting, he hoped at least the people involved would find some fun in the tasks they had been given. After all, even if they were more or less chores and things needed to be done around the Clan, there was no reason why they shouldn't have a bit of fun in doing it, instead of finding it some mindless thing to do. He didn't know Alisaie too well, but given the plethora of scratches and little injuries littering their body, it was easy to see what they had interest in. "You enjoy fighting? I would not ask that a child host a fighting lesson, but you seem the sort that would appreciate this. This week, do some research; mythology, books, whatever suits you, and host a story night of sorts. Talk about some of the great fighters of old, the meaning of war, puppet shows, shadows, whichever- put on a show for us and honor your ancestors." It would serve both as a bit of schooling for the girl, as well as provide an insight behind the morality of fighting and the honor of it all. Plus, it very well might be entertaining as well as a morale booster.

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[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

somebody make me alive,
and shatter me !

At one point, Atbash would have been the one giving out tasks to her clanmates in Snowbound. Honestly, the former leader was quite relieved that she didn't have to now, but she was utterly heartbroken at the memory of being with her tribe and calling them together to receive tasks to do for the day. At Atticus's call, the she-cat made her way over, head slightly bowed as she walked. "I'll take one." She spoke softly, her short tail flicking once as she waited.

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