MAKE ME THE BAD GUY CHUN-LIN | MEETING 8.19

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ONISION M.F.
FIREBALL && ASCENDANTS
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[div style="width: 310px; font-family: verdana; color: #B07224; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]BROKEN, RUINED, DEAD.

"So apparently we're all in-fighting now? How mature." Onision's voice seemed to speak up louder than he intended to, as the brown felidae limped forward, his encased leg being held up with what little muscle he actually had. He was preparing to go to the Star Pool for his meteorite stone, but he had to attend this meeting after all.

Well, seeing as he was a Fireball now, his rank shouldn't be going any lower, right? He had to work his way up to Observer with help from his mentor, Bastille. But, he didn't think that everyone would be demoted. It seemed like shit really was going to go down the drain from here. Especially with Moonmade and Thea speaking out against Bast.

"If my opinion means anything, I think it's a good idea, Bast. It allows everyone to earn their ranks back, and show who really is active enough to deserve such ranks." Oni meowed, scratching at the scabbing chunk missing from his left ear. He gave both Moonmade and Thea a nasty glare, cold blue eyes focusing on the two he just didn't seem to like.

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