PALEKISS "lift up the receiver, i'll make you a believer!"
Sitting in camp was pleasant only for jeering at wimpy whiners complaining about hell and ugly cats that deserved a hell within hell for having fur as raggedy as that. Though death definitely dampened her megalomaniac tendencies, her glee for power was rekindling. Hopping from boulder to boulder, she was circling her new victim like a vulture. Some cats made being mean too easy.
"Yoo-hoo! Mink-face!" Palekiss crowed. This cat looked like a bee - a big stupid bumblebee. When she noticed his torn ear, she snickered. She sneered, "what happened to your poor little ear?"
Many cats ended up in the Dark Forest. Many wandered far away where no one could bother them, or remember them. She too had been one of those recluses, bored of the barren landscape. There wasn't anything new out there: just endless plains razed to the dirt and riverbeds dried to the sediment. (Of course, the 'moral' StarClan had to hog the lush afterlife. They all had superiority complexes.) That being said, her return introduced her to new, pathetic losers such as this one.
These cats made it so hard to be respectful, and there was no second death to challenge her. It paid well to be a monster.
PALEKISS "lift up the receiver, i'll make you a believer!"
Sitting in camp was pleasant only for jeering at wimpy whiners complaining about hell and ugly cats that deserved a hell within hell for having fur as raggedy as that. Though death definitely dampened her megalomaniac tendencies, her glee for power was rekindling. Hopping from boulder to boulder, she was circling her new victim like a vulture. Some cats made being mean too easy.
"Yoo-hoo! Mink-face!" Palekiss crowed. This cat looked like a bee - a big stupid bumblebee. When she noticed his torn ear, she snickered. She sneered, "what happened to your poor little ear?"
Many cats ended up in the Dark Forest. Many wandered far away where no one could bother them, or remember them. She too had been one of those recluses, bored of the barren landscape. There wasn't anything new out there: just endless plains razed to the dirt and riverbeds dried to the sediment. (Of course, the 'moral' StarClan had to hog the lush afterlife. They all had superiority complexes.) That being said, her return introduced her to new, pathetic losers such as this one.
These cats made it so hard to be respectful, and there was no second death to challenge her. It paid well to be a monster.
If he was such a crime against cat-kind to rot away in the dark, stinky forest (mentally, not physically. whoever invented this system is the only cat who really belonged here.), then why did he exist in the first place. he never turned into a different cat halfway through his life, he had always been the way he was.
for example, he was going to react the exact same way he would've when he was still a shadowclanner with this cat, accept one more person would get clawed. "oh hello. With that pelt, how did you catch enough prey to get past apprenticeship? This is a genuine question." He glared at the light gray she-cat. at first, he thought he had found the first cat that had the ability to speak in this dimension- but the comment on his torn ear, now pinned back, was enough for him to get angry enough to traumatize a apprentice halfway through their training, just like this cat's head being half-developed. "Oh, my ear? How about i demonstrate what happened to it on your face?" Yellowtwist stood up and unsheathed his claws.Merely a few minutes ago, he didn't want to open his eyes, but now at least he was doing something in croaking swamp x10000 includes thunderclan and riverclan and windclan edition.
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If he was such a crime against cat-kind to rot away in the dark, stinky forest (mentally, not physically. whoever invented this system is the only cat who really belonged here.), then why did he exist in the first place. he never turned into a different cat halfway through his life, he had always been the way he was.
for example, he was going to react the exact same way he would've when he was still a shadowclanner with this cat, accept one more person would get clawed. "oh hello. With that pelt, how did you catch enough prey to get past apprenticeship? This is a genuine question." He glared at the light gray she-cat. at first, he thought he had found the first cat that had the ability to speak in this dimension- but the comment on his torn ear, now pinned back, was enough for him to get angry enough to traumatize a apprentice halfway through their training, just like this cat's head being half-developed. "Oh, my ear? How about i demonstrate what happened to it on your face?" Yellowtwist stood up and unsheathed his claws.Merely a few minutes ago, he didn't want to open his eyes, but now at least he was doing something in croaking swamp x10000 includes thunderclan and riverclan and windclan edition.
PALEKISS "lift up the receiver, i'll make you a believer!"
Oh, he really thought he got a bite with that one. Cute. But not really, not with that voice. "Meh meh meh meh," she mimicked mockingly. "Come up here and do it then, puppy. You're all bark and no bite, I bet." Her feather-duster tail swept up the debris atop the boulder as she swished it erratically side-to-side. A grin split her face, teeth gleaming from corner to corner.
"Woof woof!" she barked at her fellow condemned hellcat. "I think you're slobbering, ewwwww!" she shrilled, cackling to herself.
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Blackspeck slunk into the camp. This was perfect. All these cats were here for remotely the same reason. And they know how the Dark Forest works! He thought evilly. Now, the question was, would they willingly help Blackspeck, or would he have to use force? Could he even do that here? They're already dead anyway!
[open to anyone who wants to help Blackspeck attempt murder!]
PALEKISS "lift up the receiver, i'll make you a believer!"
Oh, he really thought he got a bite with that one. Cute. But not really, not with that voice. "Meh meh meh meh," she mimicked mockingly. "Come up here and do it then, puppy. You're all bark and no bite, I bet." Her feather-duster tail swept up the debris atop the boulder as she swished it erratically side-to-side. A grin split her face, teeth gleaming from corner to corner.
"Woof woof!" she barked at her fellow condemned hellcat. "I think you're slobbering, ewwwww!" she shrilled, cackling to herself.
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"oh no i have been mocked im gonna die the strongest insult ever 'meh meh meh meh' oh no." While it was true that the insult didn't effect him by being actually harmful, the fact the other dark forest cat even felt the need to continue annoying him was enough to tell him that palekiss would like her eyes to be removed.
He hadn't been in the dark forest too long- what would happen if you got killed? did you just disappear? Probably not, judging by the amount of cats that inhabited the starless forest and the fact the ones who were willing to get their claws dirty got sent here, there would be like one person just sitting around. Well, he was about to find out."Alright, then." With unsheathed claws, the probably overreacting furious spirit swiped at the she-cats face.
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Blackspeck slunk into the camp. This was perfect. All these cats were here for remotely the same reason. And they know how the Dark Forest works! He thought evilly. Now, the question was, would they willingly help Blackspeck, or would he have to use force? Could he even do that here? They're already dead anyway!
[open to anyone who wants to help Blackspeck attempt murder!]
Mapledawn shrunk forward. Though it was clear that her tortoiseshell coat had once been beautiful, it was matted now. She stares at the newcomer with a cold green gaze. "So. You're new."
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she/her - 32 moons in life, 30 moons in death)
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Thicket'thistle padded through the dark forest camp, grumbling under her breath. She absolutely despised this place. Why did she have to be sent here? It was horrid! Shouldn't the cats who treated her wrongly be here? But no, they were sent to starclan! Thicket'thistle hissed under her breath, sinking her claws into the ground. She lost track of how long it's been since she was first sent here...
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"will you finally resurrect the time i've killed?"
