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Post by lycan on Feb 18, 2008 17:06:17 GMT -5
OoC|| Woot!
The no longer a Trio of Terrors shall TAKE THE PARK!! >D
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Post by twix on Feb 18, 2008 17:07:59 GMT -5
oOc|| OF COURSE!
Malco: *nod nod*
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Post by twix on Feb 18, 2008 17:12:03 GMT -5
Malco sniffed. He looked around the small clearing him and the three other rouges had made inside a bunch of bushes. "Those kittypets will be scared out of their fuckin' minds when they find out we're staying here." the black and white tomcat mewed almost silently, glancing at Lycan. His green eyes where narrowed devilishly, "Not that I have any intention of hurting them, that's your job." |
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on Feb 18, 2008 17:27:31 GMT -5
Avala;;Avala's tail twitched nervously. Just being around Cutthroat and Lycan's much larger brother made her quiet nervous, though that wasn't quite it. There was another cat. Malco seemed to be his name. She gave a quick lick to her pelt before looking at Cutthroat, her eyes held the nerves that were inside her. "I thought it was only you, Lycan and Eros?"She asked, her voice just a whisper
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Post by lycan on Feb 18, 2008 17:28:10 GMT -5
"But of course." Lycan responded, gazing about the clearing. "We own the whole park now though, so I suppose I can let you have some fun too..." She shrugged, Eros sitting behind her, gazing at his paw prints in the moist ground, laced in blood.
"Big, bloody pawprints on the soft ground...so familiar..." Eros trailed off, his pupils dialating. Lycan turned around, about to ask what he was muttering about before the tom suddenly collapsed, going through violent spasms. The brown tabby took a couple steps away from the golden tom as he finally stilled. He sat up slowly, red eyes now a dusky gold color. All his black stripes seemed to get thicker, blending almost. Pure gold only rimmed his eyes, claws, and the tips of his ears. He shook his head before staring blankly at Lycan. "Uh...Hey...Lycan? Yeah...Lycan...." Eros nodded, his voice oddly deeper and more like a growl rather than his normally playfully demonic tone.
"You okay?" The she-cat asked curiously, circling her brother with interest. "I think you should lie down for now..." She suggested.
"That's not necissary, I just need to...uh...do some stuff." He replied shortly before bounding away from their makeshift camp. Lycan cocked a brow as he left. "Odd...I'll have to take a look at him when he comes back..." She muttered. "Anyhow, it's basically a free-for all here, victims galore." Lycan purred. [/size][/font] |
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Post by lycan on Feb 18, 2008 17:33:27 GMT -5
"Normally it is." Cutthroat explained, pinning back his ears. "Malco's not always hanging around with us, but I guess he's here for now. He may wander off again...but he's nothing to worry about." He added, gazing down at his paws. flicking what remained of his tail. "That doesn't change anything, does it...?" [/size] |
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Post by twix on Feb 18, 2008 17:34:43 GMT -5
Malco glanced at Eros, on the verge of disgust, the stupid tomcat probably needed to go rape a kittypet or something. "You know how I feel about fighting." Malco whispered, looking in the direction where Eros wondered off to. "Eros's outburst reminds me of HellClan days..." he mewed, trailing off. The rouge rolled his shoulders and stalked farther into the small clearing, he glanced at Avala. His eyes narrowed as he tilted his head towards the she-cat, looking at Lycan. As if to say 'What the hell?'
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on Feb 18, 2008 17:40:23 GMT -5
Avala;;Avala gave a shy smile as she glanced at Cutthroat. "Nope. You sutck with me for awhile."[ She mewed with a growing smile. "I still much I want to find out about you. I'm quite interested in you." She mewed, glancing down at her paws as her ears got hot.
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Post by lycan on Feb 18, 2008 17:43:41 GMT -5
Lycan nodded before following his gaze. "Her? Oh. That's Cutthroat's new friend. I didn't exactly have any choice but to say yes. She's Cutthroat's responsability." She replied, grooming her front paw. "Doesn't pose much of a threat to anyone, she seems like a pacifist." She added flatly, pinning back her ears. [/font] |
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Post by twix on Feb 18, 2008 17:45:16 GMT -5
Malco nodded slowly and glanced at Avala, nodding curtly. he brushed past Cutthroat towards a den "You have interesting taste in your she-cats." he whispered in the tomcat's ear as he slid past, and into a small den in the side of a bush.
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Post by lycan on Feb 18, 2008 17:46:03 GMT -5
A small grin spread across Cutthroat's face. "I'd like to know about you too." He replied, looking sheepishly at her. "You want to hang around here or go somewhere else like we were going to before we had to go make a camp?" He asked. He froze for a brief moment, embarrassment surging through his body. He was tempted to say something back to Malco, but decided not to draw attention to what he had said. His taste in the opposite gender had nothing to do with Avala...did it? Swiftly, the tomcat dismissed the thought. [/font][/size] OoC|| Writer's block. I'll get over it soon. |
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Post by twix on Feb 18, 2008 17:50:31 GMT -5
Malco's gaze shot back to Lycan for a moment. "Where did our angelic little Eros scamper off to?" he asked quietly. "His absence is eating at my nerves, and the fact that if he does something so incredibly.." he searched for a word other than idiodic. "Eros, that we have twolegs stomping in here and making themselves a nice little meal of cats." his ears flattened agenst his head and his tail lashed. "Because if he screws this place up so help me PoisonClan!" he whiped around so his back faced the other cats, his quiet out burst seemed to incredibly Awkward-like. This was the price of a bad gene pool, was it?
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Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on Feb 18, 2008 17:52:24 GMT -5
Avala;;Avala's ears flickered up as she caught what Malco said, ignoring the tom as he truned her attention back to Cutthroat. "Yes. Let's go somewhere else. It seems i'm still unwelcome"She mewed as she glanced towards where Malco disappread to.
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Post by lycan on Feb 18, 2008 17:56:13 GMT -5
Lycan cocked a brow. "First off, who gives a s**t where Eros ran off to? Two-legs don't normally concern themselves with what happens to their kittypets, well, from what I've seen in other territories at least. And if they're gonna eat us, they're going to need to find us first." Lycan explained. "And second of all, why would you even concern yourself with thoughts like that...? You never seemed to care before." She pointed out. [/font][/size] |
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Post by twix on Feb 18, 2008 18:04:07 GMT -5
Malco nodded slowly, turning around. "I'm sorry." he said quietly. "The damned genetic temper of my father's caught up with me, I'm fine now." he whispered. "But I'm just concerned, I don't want to get kicked out of a territory again." he said the last pert as he walked by Lycan, he needed to take a walk.
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Post by twix on Feb 19, 2008 11:23:50 GMT -5
Malco hissed inwardly, that damned Awkward. He didn't want to remember the old days, Awkward, Creature and Pendragon. They were all gone now, hopefully dead somewhere. Malco picked up his pace and padded down a small trail, why did kittypets like it here so much? Or why they used to, ever since Eros killed that little siamese cat. Malco shook his head, he couldn't get mad for it, he only preached about hurting kin, not random cats.
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Post by lycan on Feb 19, 2008 11:42:07 GMT -5
The hulking figure of Eros eagerly paced across the ground, a ravenously hungry look in his eyes. Something caught his attention--an approching cat. A broad grin spread across his face as he dropped into a low crouch, gazing eagerly at the figure. Just as he was about to leap, he found it was one of his allies...Malco...that one from Hellclan....Yes, that one with the father even stupider than he had been.
"What's got you so pissed off?" he mewed curiously, stepping into veiw. "You worried I'm going to do something bad that'll get us all killed or something?" He mewed with a cold grin. [/size][/center] |
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Post by twix on Feb 19, 2008 11:47:10 GMT -5
Malco narrowed his eyes, a flash of golden eyes and dark tabby fur entered his vision, Anubis. "I was, but Lycan brought it to my attention that worrying would be foolish." he said in his usual hushed tone. "What are you doing out here any way? There's no way you're just takeing an innocent walk." The small tomcat tilted his head.
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Post by lycan on Feb 19, 2008 11:51:59 GMT -5
"Hm...I suppose Lycan's right, I mean, after all, we own this place for the time being..." Eros murmured, his voice still hideously crude and raw. "And who's to say I can't take a walk? There's nobody here who's still living...well, discounting our little band of course." He purred, kneading the ground with unsheathed claws. "It doesn't bother you, does it, Malco? I mean, it's not like we're hurting our own kin, just lesser beings." the tomcat grinned, golden eyes glimmering with sick humor. "And what are you doing? Surely you aren't looking for some fun." He meowed coldly. [/size][/center] |
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Post by twix on Feb 19, 2008 11:54:27 GMT -5
Malco narowed his eyes at Eros. "You know how I feel about fighting." he replied smoothly. "Only when absolutly nessesary, I don't go around physicaly hurting randoms." he licked his chest "But I suppose you could be taking a walk, though it seems unlikely."
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Post by lycan on Feb 19, 2008 12:05:04 GMT -5
"And throwing out intruders isn't nessisary?" Eros asked pointedly, flicking his mainly black tail. "And since there's nothing that's still living here that I could kill without suffering any consiquenses, taking a walk is my only other option. I'm not going to go march around into some twoleg nest because I need to tear the throats out of some helpless victim." He added with a grin. "I'm not Djinn, you know."
Only after he said that did he realize he should have referred to Djinn as 'my father' rather than just Djinn. Too casual...too easy to be figured out. Perhaps he'd think nothing of it...after all, Eros made it known that he had little to no respect for his father. [/size][/center] |
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Post by twix on Feb 19, 2008 12:07:47 GMT -5
Malco lifted an eyebrow. "I take it your not." he said cooly. "You look nothing like him, more like your mother." he paused, a thought unraveling. "You act like Anubis too, not that I would know. Just some old kit-mother stories saying how cruel the b****rd was." he curled his tail around his paws neatly "But you would know that, wouldn't you?"
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Post by lycan on Feb 19, 2008 12:22:18 GMT -5
Eros nodded. "Oh yes, they all hated poor Anubis, his own son murdering his daughter and then taking everything out on him...sure, I--Anubis had his fair share of sinful acts, but still. It wasn't really necissary. He was just exterminating those who posed as problems for himself and the clan." He growled. "Those chatty bitches hiding away in the kit-mother's den don't recall much, they were too busy lazing around and pretending all was just fine and dandy, the rest of the clan doing the same damn thing. It's not like any of them spilled any blood for the sake of their clan when outside of a battle, right?" He snarled defensively. "Just blame Anubis, he couldn't help himself when he ripped off his brother's ears back when he was a clan-cat, or that he murdered a queen before the eyes of her kits and decorated her nest with her organs so her hoity toity mate could find something pretty left with his darling kittens. It doesn't matter that impure blood flowed through him, all that matters was that he died a painful death that the rest of the clan didn't even so much as blink at." [/size][/center] OoC|| Woot! 100th post!! |
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Post by twix on Feb 19, 2008 12:27:53 GMT -5
Malco nodded "You boast of your acts like you're proud." he said quietly. "But I suppose we both have piss in our veains, yes?" he asked. "Nothing we can do except hurt your kin in your part." he rolled his head to the side with a small cracking noise and rolled his shoulders.
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Post by lycan on Feb 19, 2008 12:48:10 GMT -5
A low growl emmitted from Eros' throat. "Perhaps so, but it's your family who emphasizes on bloodlines. And aside from that, name ONE cat I share kinship to that I butchered." He snarled. "Name one time I've laid a claw on so much as one single hair of Lycan's?" He growled, being unable to remember Cutthroat's name or even that he had been there when he left their camp. [/size][/center] |
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Post by twix on Feb 19, 2008 12:51:49 GMT -5
Malco shook his head slowly "I'm not talking about her and you know it." his tail flicked a blade of grass making is quiver. "You've never been the brightest."
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Post by lycan on Feb 19, 2008 13:10:59 GMT -5
"Then who?!" Eros demanded, leaping to his paws, claws unsheathed and a paw raised above his head, preparing to strike Malco at any second. "Who and when?" He barked, clawing the stony ground beneath his paws. [/size][/center] |
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Post by twix on Feb 19, 2008 13:16:02 GMT -5
Malco shook his head slowly "That pretty queen you made a nest out of infront of her kits, or possibly your brother, Anubis." Malco stood up and looked him in the eye. "I may not talk much, but I'm sure as hell not stupid. I remember your little outbursts as a kit, or Eros's outbursts." he narrowed his eyes coldly.
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Post by lycan on Feb 19, 2008 13:22:03 GMT -5
The tomcat winced, sheathing his claws. "Poisonivy was no kin to me, her mate was. And I meant physical harm, not mental harm." He snorted, "And my original kithood shouldn't count, I was playing with Whitepaw." The gold and black tomcat laughed, drawing upon the memory with such fondness one would relate to a giddy childhood rather than one full of murder, blood, and molestation. [/size][/center] |
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Post by twix on Feb 19, 2008 16:10:49 GMT -5
Malco rolled his eyes. "Well I'm kin, Anubis. You're my great grandfather." he let the last word fall from his mouth like a stone. "So don't lay a claw on me, I'm your allie." he took a step back. "Because if you can't trust the cats you're with now, yu're screwed."
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