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 Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:05 pm
((...Luni, I order beg you to have the pizza parlour humans come out and freak out over the head. |D
HIRARIOUSNESS
I know if I found a decapitated cat I'd be scared pantsless at the thing that decapitated it. o__o ))
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:32 pm
 ...So we grew together
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition,
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem... ◊ ♦ ▀▄▄▀▀▀█ ► Rauch and Kojoʈe ◄ █▀▀▀▄▄▀ ♦ ◊
[Kojote and Rauch smirked slightly. They laughed for a moment. Kojote shook his head slightly. "That's all, really?" he asked. He stared down at humans congregating on the road, sighing. Yeah, the cat was right. It was kind of pointless just having fur on their head. And on top of that, some of it looked weird, like there were burrs or something in it. Some humans had long for, and some humans had short fur. Their fur was also just one color, so there weren't stripes or anything in it. Quite interesting.
The twins looked back at each other for a moment, and then looked at the orange cat once more, grinning. "They get even weirder then that, friend," they meowed in unison. Kojote spoke first. "They have the tempers of monsters themselves. They'll be rubbing their paws on you one minute-"
"And then they'll be striking at you with metal objects, even if you didn't do anything," Rauch finished. The two blinked, grinning. They turned to Colby Jack, their heads tilting slightly. "Aren't we right, house cat?" they both asked, smirking.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:16 pm
Flint
_________________________________________________________________   [Flint was almost relieved when Alphonse left. It would give him a night to plan. What he decided could change everything. He looked over his shoulder at Thorn and sighed. A thump caught his attention, and he turned his head back just in time to see a body falling. The body was missing it's head, the head was in front of his paws. His fur had been spattered with blood and he looked angrily down at it. A threat? The tom scoffed at the head and body and stood. It was time to turn in for some sleep and much needed thinking. He nodded to Thorn and Jinx in turn and started down the alley. He wanted to leave before the two legs came out to do whatever two legs do. He passed the brown tom, Kieran.]
"Find him yourself." he snapped, passing him and disappearing.
[Flint's trek home was short as he used several shortcuts. When he arrived at the abandoned twoleg nest he had claimed he noticed something was amiss. An unfamiliar scent flooded his nose. This added insult to injury and he charged in. His hair stood on end and he searched the nest top to bottom. He found the invading cat and hissed. The she-cat jumped in surprise and backed into a corner. She trembled and cowered in the corner. Obviously she was new at this. He narrowed his eyes and stepped slightly to the side.]
"If you come here again...You. Will. Die." he threatened.
[The she-cat nodded and accepted his mercy and slowly crept around Flint.]
"And a tip. Stay out of the alleys tonight." Another nod and she was gone.
[Flint sulked his way up into his nest on the top floor. He curled up in the cloth and other removable furs and glanced around one last time. He lowered his head and closed his eyes.] 
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:27 pm
XXＡＬＰＨＯＮＳＥxx✦xx" ＤＯＧＳＬＡＹＥＲXＡＬ "XX[ CITY ] T O M IxxC A NxxS E ExxT HExxF E A Rxx█ ██xxIN YOUR EYESXXXXXXTaking more than a G L I M M E R of this T A I N T E D moonlight ↘↘XXXXXXXDEATH APPROACHES ON THIS NIGHT ►► DEATH APPROACHES ON THIS NIGHTXXXXXXXXXXTHEY WILL SPEAK MY NAME FOR ETERNITYXXXXXXXXX███████████████ ███████████████ ██████████ ██████████ █████ █████ OUTOFCLAWS: @Timber: Would it freak you out if I told you I had to decapitate a (already dead) dog, then saw its head in half down the midline and scoop the brain out to examine it? mrgreen
[Alphonse raised his brow slightly as the runty cat writhed beneath his paws. The cat seemed to talk in a funny manner and address himself in third person, unlike the smooth and polite tone way he always used. As he started twitching, Alphonse began to question if this cat's sanity was completely intact. Then again, they lived in the alleys, and sanity wasn't an issue here. In fact, his own sanity could be questionable...he had just ripped off a cat's head from his body after all. As the small runty cat, or Gheist as he called himself, began to twitch and offer to worship him, Alphonse shut his jaws with an audible snap, a mere hair's breadth from the tom's neck.]
"You have an interesting offer, my brainless friend. So you're offering to work for me, in other words be my lackey? Why, how generous and kind of you."
[He with his terrifying smile that was usually on his lips, polite yet at the same time, the smile of a cat who would not hesitate to rip his throat out and watch him bleed to his death. He shifted one front paw upwards, his claws tickling the runty cat's throat as he spoke.]
"I know cats like you...sneaking around, killing when the enemy is unaware, stealing...I like it though, I can use a tool like you."
[Spluttering, weak cats like him who beg for their lives, Alphonse especially hated them. Usually he would snap their necks without even a second glance, but since this "Gheist" had the best stealth among any cat that he had ever seen, he would let him live and work for him.]
"You want to work for me, Gheist? Well then listen carefully, there are three things you'll have to know. One: you aren't a tom, you aren't even a cat. You're my tool, and I can use you as I wish. Your life is mine, and no one else's. Two: failure is never an option, and you won't want to know the consequences. Three: if you even lift one single claw against me, you'll experience a more painful, gruesome and slow death than your tiny brain can possibly imagine. I trust I've made myself clear?"
[Alphonse's smile widened slightly as he climbed off Gheist, his gaze fixed onto the sneaky and cowardly black and white cat. He bent down and began licking at the scratch mark at his neck, waiting for his response. He had chosen this himself...and Alphonse would not take "no" for an answer, so he really only had one choice.] ███████████████ ███████████████ ██████████ ██████████ █████ █████ Layout Ⓒ iZann
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ll oceanic_shimmer ll Crew
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:43 pm
My name is Kieran, usually called Tree
I'm a city cat, formerly Seaclan
Mess with me, I'll mess up your face  x
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[Kieran snorted at Flint's reply as the large gray tom passed him. So much for trying to be pleasant and nice. Padding up to Jewelle, he looked her into her eyes, no affection at all, and opened up his jaw to speak."Wanna answer my question, or follow that fat gray tom over there." he said in a harsh sounding tone, his cold gaze staring at the she-cat. Really, every she-cat he's seen here was either what he liked to call a "Flinging themselves at random toms." Or one of those she-cats that flirted with famous cats just to get to the top of the food chain. This she-cat right here, was probably the second choice. Kieran continued circling Jewelle, not caring about the others around the area. They weren't in this in his mind."Where's the flabby wanna be superstar who thinks he owns the city?" the mysterious brown tom said, continuing to question Jewelle. She better have enough brains to answer the simplest of questions.]
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:53 pm
Fear cannot be banished, but it can be calm and without panic;C o l b y J a c kProud co-owner of a pizza parlour and adored by twolegs everywhere._____
- :I She just knows what she knows, and that's that she's loved. -
[Colby huffed with indigenous as another ginger tom popped along, mumbling something about humans. The golden duo had joined in spurting about something about how they had awful tempers ( What. The. Cheese. Had they not just seen the ' killer tabbies in the allies' scene?) and how it was strange about their fur. Wiggling her nose, she sniffed dismally.]
"Oh yes, yes, I believe I saw them stroke a cat once, chop it's head off and then shove it into a fire before." [Colby mewed pleasantly to the twins. Psh, so these cats were either joking with her, or had horrible difficulties with cause and effect. She's a housecat. She's alive. She had no wounds. She was well fed. And about half of her day was devoted to getting stroked by humans. Aren't they horrible?]
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 9:11 pm
...So we grew together
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition,
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem... ◊ ♦ ▀▄▄▀▀▀█ ► Rauch and Kojoʈe ◄ █▀▀▀▄▄▀ ♦ ◊
[Kojote blinked almost sympathetically, shaking his head. He clucked with his tongue. "See what we mean, love? This poor tabby had her mother shoved into a fire right before her very eyes after losing her head because of those cruel tempermental beasts," he sighed, stepping to sit beside her. He wrapped his tail around her, leaning against her. "Although we just met, I feel that you will be worth protecting, so stay by my side, m'kay love?" he murmured.
Rauch padded to sit on the other side of the she-cat, nodding in agreement. "Yes, we will always be by your side, so don't fret. We will rescue you from the clutches of those evil vermin," he murmured in agreement, leaning against the she-cat.
Kojote grinned slightly for a moment, looking down at the tabby she-cat. "I don't think we caught your name, love," he meowed.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 11:31 pm
Fear cannot be banished, but it can be calm and without panic;C o l b y J a c kProud co-owner of a pizza parlour and adored by twolegs everywhere._____
- Food :' D -
[ Colby had stood her stance, regarding the two as they pressed against her.] "Colby." [ She answered shortly, sniffing. Loosening her shoulders and ducking her head, she easily slipped through their fur and out of their enclosure.] "Colby Jack."
[ Making the time of her getaway to use, Colby Jack trotted toward the front of the edge of the building, where there stood a small bouncy roof (whatchamcallits?) and the sidewalk where people busily flowed back and forth. A few of them looked up and pointed at her, chittered something, before returning to their walk.]
" Your proposition is highly tempting, but I cannot leave my public. Even as verminous as they are." [Colby said lightly, motioning toward the sidewalk as a few more people looked up and pointed.]
LATER THAT EVENING
After a long and grueling day at the pizzeria, Goodman, a rather short and stout man with a classic Luigi mustache, tiredly walked out back to the alley to dispose of the garbage. Humming a slightly warped version of "Row Your Boat" to the beat of his steps, he didn't even notice the strange smell, flies, or dead cat parts that was laying about his alley. Disposing the waste with a quick and hefty throw into the dumpster, then Goodman noticed. His large, blue eyes caught the matted, bloody head of a cat and he looked over the other body (with a head?), heart clenching with fear. With the realization that it wasn't Colby, a dead weight of relief seemed to hit Goodman, and he began to string out a rant of Italian, grabbing his hair and shaking his arms in the sky with exasperation. Quickly going back into the pizzeria to calm down, he shook his head. ( I'll get one of the newbies to clean it up.' He thought a bit shrewdly ' And I'll be filing a complaint to the pound about how horrible their maintenance on this city is. Hope formaggio gatto is peachy.)
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 11:38 am
Asteria [As-tear-ei-uh] [Quiet and Watchful;
Distinguishing Features; Scarred Left eye] City Cat [Always have been;
Always will be] Sometimes, in order to
get past
the darkness,
we must create our own light. ---------------------- [It was the distant sounds of cats meows that awoke Asteria from her deep slumber. Being awoken was one of the things the she-cat hated the most. Grumbling, she hauled herself to her massive paws, dark fur sticking up in multiple places. Quickly inspecting herself, Asteria rasped her tongue over her soft fur, her one eye darting around her surroundings, always checking for danger. Once her pelt was tamed, Asteria stood up, pricking her ears as her stomach rumbled.
Hungry.
Sighing, Asteria padded away from her box she called home, trotting out of the alleyway as she sniffed the air. It was the time of day where most of the fresh garbage was gone, the other street cats already risen and fed. They stole most of the food. Asteria was a heavy sleeper, and not even the brightest lights could awaken her, so while the sun was rising and the garbage was put out, the she-cat slept on, oblivious to everything. Rolling her eye, Asteria squared her shoulders, wincing at the dull ache from the long scar she had aquired many moons ago, and padded towards the road, fluffy tail held high. Having lived on the streets for her whole life, Asteria knew what she had to do to get food, but some ways were easier than others.
Peeking out of the alleyway, she spotted twolegs walking up and down the street, eating different things. Her stomach rumbled. Plopping herself down, Asteria prepared herself for a long wait. After waiting for a while, one of the twolegs placed her food in the silver tin and walked away with her companion. A smug smile on her muzzle, Asteria darted forward, quick and agile as she jumped on a bench, then into the tin, grabbing the food in her sharp teeth before leaping out and bounding back towards the safety of her box. Curling up inside, she breathed a sigh of relief. She was home. Hungrily tearing into the food, whatever it was, she gulped it down, barely stopping to breathe. Asteria hadn't eaten since a day and a half ago, and her stomach welcomed the food eagerly.
Rising to her paws once again, Asteria padded silently towards the voices she had heard, wanting to see her future competetion, or companions, however it ended up. Peeking around a corner, making sure her right eye could look over, Asteria spotted a few cats conversing, and frowned. She felt no inclination to join them, as solitude had always been her first choice. But, of course, it was always nice to have someone to talk to. Shaking her head, she kept padding onward, spotting a silver tin a few lengths away. Trotting over, she bunched her muscles, then sprang up, hooking her paws around the rim and hauling it over. Peering inside, she spotted a warm, fuzzy thing {blanket}, and grabbed at it with her crooked fangs. Hauling it out, she noticed it was too small to be of any real warmth in her box and flicked it back in with disgust. There was nothing else of worth in there.
As she padded forward, Asteria leapt up on top of a giant tin for crowfood {dumpster}, trying to get to her usual spot on the roof. Reaching her destination, Asteria looked over and came across two cats, looking deep in conversation, one much bigger than the other [Al and Gheist]. The bigger of the two looked familiar, but Asteria couldn't figure it out. Cocking her head to the side, Asteria puffed out her dark black fur and narrowed her one good eye, she couldn't remember the last time she had come across a cat who actually intimidated her like the tabby licking his wounds a few tail-lengths away [Alphonse]. He looked mildly interesting though, and maybe if they got on each other's good sides, they could strike up a deal and look out for each other.
Turning to the side, Asteria stretched, as her scars were bothering her, and took a few pawsteps away from the tom, giving him a chance to notice her. She needed a companion, someone to talk to, and by the looks of it, he needed someone to stick by his side. Maybe they could work something out.
Sighing, Asteria looked up, noticing how it was a clear night, a perfect night for stargazing. With her back to the two toms, she blinked slowly.
How she loved the stars] ---------------------- Nothing can hurt me now.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 11:46 am
(Hey June, me and iZann are on a building, so if you edited your post making you climb the building then you would be in primo location to see us. Oh and one final correction, it actually is night time. ;D)
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 12:02 pm
Yosafis (Hey June, me and iZann are on a building, so if you edited your post making you climb the building then you would be in primo location to see us. Oh and one final correction, it actually is night time. ;D) Psh psh, I knew that ;D Thanks! c:
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