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Post by ask on Oct 8, 2007 13:16:05 GMT -5
Templar had wandered into a new area. This place he had not seen in his life before, but he was going to show whatever cat that resided here the glory of the Code! Of course, he was probably going to be dubbed a madman, but those who defied the Code were to be killed! He was truly a sad, sad little cat. But he was a sad cat on a mission! Truly, that made him different. But why all this hi-ho? There was a Code to be reinforced! (Short post, I know. Best I can make at 2am. >_>)
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Post by alannah on Oct 10, 2007 15:09:52 GMT -5
Occ:|| Yay.
Bic:||Suzie glanced from side to side, trying to spot any other kitties. She heard some voices a little ways away but she was too lazy to find whoever was talking. She went a few more steps and then plopped herself down on the ground. Surprisingly, her steps were very light and almost silent, except for the jingle of her collar. Susie practically weighed enough for two cats. Yawning, she squashed her head into the ground, trying to get rid of the itch around her collar.
She'd been chased out of the house again by that stupid Sadie! With loud, piercing barks, and huge paws, that dog could scare any kitty to death.
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Post by stormphrax on Oct 10, 2007 16:12:03 GMT -5
ooc: Frosteh???
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Post by ask on Oct 11, 2007 3:10:24 GMT -5
(Aye sar?)
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Post by ask on Oct 12, 2007 10:30:03 GMT -5
What was this!? Noise! That means there was something in the immediate area! His instincts made him stand still, listening for whatever it was, but his Code told him to rush at it! Ignoring his instincts, he dashed towards the sound. It appeared to resonate from a rather plump cat.. Oddity aside, this cat was a glutton! Gluttony was against the code! "Thy hast broken the Sacred Code! Thou is a glutton!" Templar screeched, unsheathing his claws. Oh, he was so odd sometimes...
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Post by alannah on Oct 12, 2007 16:06:23 GMT -5
"Who-what...?" Upon hearing a sudden yell, Suzie turned around to face the cat, and immediately wished she hadn't. Repulsed by the bald patches, she backed away from him. "You are calling me fat?!?" she yowled in her french accent. "You are-" She stopped as she saw his claws. The vet had taken her front claws out. She supposed she could fight with her back claws, and after all, she could always back down if this wasn't turning out so well.
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Post by ask on Oct 14, 2007 8:25:16 GMT -5
"Yer', I did. Now, prepare to face the wrath of the Code! Those who break the Code shalt be punished! Thou is a glutton, and shall die so, for breakers of the Code are beyond redemption!" He screeched at her, snarling. He advanced slowly. He was honourable, but he wouldn't charge to meet an unprepared opponent! "Unsheath your claws and fight, infidel!" He screeched once more, hissing at the plump(Or obese o=) cat.
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Post by alannah on Oct 16, 2007 14:55:12 GMT -5
Oh. A religion. The Code must be some religion. Suzie tensed her muscles and took a step back, unsure of what she should do. She didn't even know what an infidel was. But this ugly kitty had called her fat! A glutton! She had as much dignity as any other kitty... And there was no way she would put up with insults. She knew that much. She unsheathed her back claws and prepared to spring.
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Post by stormphrax on Oct 19, 2007 2:40:03 GMT -5
ooc: Cool siggy!
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Post by | | Fudgey | | on Oct 19, 2007 4:15:36 GMT -5
"What the hell is going on here?" Sooty yowled, leaping from her garden fence gracefully but landing not quite so gracefully at a crooked angle. You couldn't blame her; she didn't get much practice jumping around, seeing as she hardly ever left the house, only when the Nieces were there. It took her weak eyes a few moments to focus and when they did, she only saw one cat, Templar being sheilded by Suzie's bulk in the angle she was seeing them at. "Suzie D...somethingy something" she mewed chidingly, as though she was much older than the plump, well groomed French cat while in actual fact the lithe yet hopelessly well-groomed and rounded siamese was really barely past kittenhood. "You're disturbing me sleep" she moaned, looking back at her small, brick bungalow in which she had been enjoying the last of the Niece-free hours. Noticing Suzie's back claws extended, Sooty's eyes windened in suprise. A kittypet never used her claws, only to keep her balance and although Suzie's bulk perhaps made this feline action a little arduous, there was no need to balance on the ground. "Suzie" she said again, but this time her voice was questioning, and definatley with a slight quaver to it.
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Post by smiley. on Oct 19, 2007 6:16:11 GMT -5
"Ha, ha ha!" A voice cackled in the distance, though it did not sound natural. Instead of sounding hearty and friendly, it sounded crackly and just plain odd. Look over the horizon to find Maniac standing defiantly upon the hill, watching the three cats with interest. He started rolling on the ground, which caused him to roll down the hill as he was still in uncontainable laughter. "Your name is Sooty! It sounds like tooty!"
[/i] He had managed to say this just long enough, before he burst out laughing again. His owner was in Europe for a few days, and she'd left a window open. Suddenly Maniac stopped laughing, forgetting what gender he was. Should he - have a crush on this Sooty? Well she was rather beautiful, but what if Maniac was a she-cat? Would that be considered a 'lesbian crush?' His owner had that, actually. She walked in the house everyday with another girl and they started doing something with their lips and their tongues...Odd human ritual, he knows. "Guess what? I'm a TOM!" He started laughing again after looking under his legs, and Maniac started making faces - how odd.[/size][/center]
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Post by rain on Oct 19, 2007 23:23:51 GMT -5
ooc// Lol. You always come up with the most interesting things to read.
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Post by ask on Oct 20, 2007 8:48:57 GMT -5
(Thank ye. =D) Templar looked at the three cats. Well, the two she-cats were gluttons.... And one didn't even have her front claws. And then he looked at Maniac. Crusader had a word for these... things... What was it, again? "A soul in need of freedom!" He yowled, charging at Maniac. He was breaking the Code, yes, but Crusader told him he needed to save the souls of such cats, before they were corrupted! This cat's mind was as sharp as.... a two-leg head. Yes. "Fear not, wayward soul, I shalt free thou from thou's torment!" He screeched, pouncing on Maniac. (Bwahaha. -evil-)
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Post by kittywinkins on Oct 20, 2007 17:40:34 GMT -5
ooc: -falls off chair laughing crazily as men in white coats enter and drag her off, still laughing-
bic: Talonkit had awoken. Oh. Yes. Finding no-one about, he had decided to go out wandering on his own. And had gotten a little... well, lost. The kit's ears perked as he heard voices. Quickening his stumbling gait, he soon came upon.. hmm. Four cats. What looked like.. three kittypets-the scent of twolegs rolled off of them like the stench of crowfoot off a fox, and kit's nose wrinkled in disgusted contempt of such lazy, silly cats-and some... crazy.. rogue. Oh well. He's care about that later. The rogue seemed to be playing some sort of game, and the kit decided to join in. "Arrrgh! I'll protect Dreamclan! yes! yes! die! die, rogue!" He shrieked in an ear-piercing screech, then leapt on Templer's tail, catching it in his overly-sharp claws and wrestling it to the ground, biting deep into the flesh, growling and yipping in what he thought was a terrifying, hostile way, but in truth looked very cute and rather rediculous.
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Post by Cari on Oct 20, 2007 19:20:52 GMT -5
ooc: HAHAHAHA HOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!! ROTFL!!! OK ok, I just HAVE to join in!
bic: A large orange shape appeared on the wall. "Vat in de vorld iz goving on??" Herr Schmidtt asked in his heavy German accent. He was a thick set orange-tabby tom with merry blue eyes. You might call him overweight, but he wasn't too big. "Oh my gudeness-" he exclaimed, staring at the odd new cat with the kitten hanging on it's tail. "Whoo iz dat?" he asked in astonishment. Then he remarked with distain, "I never sauw such cauts in Germany!"
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