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RULE ONE : Once per moon, two cats in the district may challenge the reigning Proxy for their position as Proxy over the district. It is a fight to the death, and if there are more than two cats wanting to challenge the Proxy, the opponents will be chosen at random. RULE TWO : All information, whether mundane or important, must be brought to the reigning Proxy first before any other cat within the district. Until stated otherwise, information is to be kept confidential and not shared, even within the district. RULE THREE : The other districts are never to know what goes on in the Internal Affairs district, with the exception of Nemesis, unless told otherwise by the reigning Proxy. RULE FOUR : Infighting and Spying on members of the district will not be tolerated. RULE FIVE : One cannot leave the Internal Affairs District except by promotion or death. RULE SIX : The reigning proxy may add, change, or delete any rule set up for the district, so long as it is approved by the Nemesis.
The members of the Internal Affairs District were gathered in the underground, the secret base of operations Senescence had claimed for them. Absolutely no one in the other districts knew about the place, nor were they to know about it, and the punishment for failure to keep the place's secrecy was death. They'd trickled in slowly, covering their scents and ensuring they weren't followed. Not that this was too hard for the stealthy cats.
Senescence lounged across the counter of the ticket booth, the glass covered up with old boards, but there was still enough space to lay and observe as the last few cats arrived. It was that time of the month, and she wondered if anyone would take up the offer. She'd grown bored, so she'd even allowed that two cats could challenge her for her position now. Would they truly risk their lives in a fight to the death? Doubtful, she'd had no takers thus far, but one could hope.
( This is the monthly 'I wanna fight a Proxy and try to become one' thread that I've been neglecting. If you don't want to kill off your character, you can make one, either from PI, or even a former AL cat to die by Senescence's paw. Those who challenge her will die, so don't have them challenge her if you don't actually want them dead. @dreamrain JetclawGidgetGalblueFaithstardanceg @encre paige.rylee )
༼ಢ_ಢ༽ rest in peace reprise's tail ᕙ(░ಥ╭͜ʖ╮ಥ░)━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
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Post by paige.rylee on Nov 4, 2019 3:31:28 GMT -5
Betsy was one hunk cat. Huge muscles rippled up her shoulders, she was just one huge machine. Unfortunately, for Betsy, she wasn't, well, very smart. In fact, it was a surprise that Betsy was somehow still alive. You would have thought a cat like Betsy would have fallen in a pit and turned upside down and not have been able to get up. It was quite by luck that the huge beast of a cat was still alive. To get a better picture of Betsy, picture two things: a spotted black and white cow with the ugliest of faces. And secondly, picture a nuclear war had taken place inside of the cat's face and exploded on the outside too. This was Betsy for you. Another thing to note about Betsy was that she had the biggest of egos.
It had been quite a squeeze for Betsy to get down into the secret base and as the she-cat lumbered into the main complex, she wheezed and panted. She hadn't really focused on exercising all of her body, and her legs looked like pins under a huge bulk of muscles. Betsy was a strange sight to see, that was for sure.
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POSTEDNov 5, 2019 0:30:32 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Nagi-Chan pranced in place, terribly excited. This was her first meeting as a member of Internal Affairs. It was even one of the month challenges too. Overall this was a great day and it was reflected in her enthusiastic humming. Nagi stared up at Senescence as she stood at the base of the ticket booth. She was trying really hard to pay attention and focus. The silver bengal had been getting better at not being so easily distracted. Yet she was careful to keep other around her thinking she was an airhead. It was really good for her working in the district she was.
