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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2013 7:50:47 GMT -5
“La la la la la!” A strange voice caroled, haunting the peaceful wood of New Orlands. The curious phantom continued to chant beneath the shadowed pines, sending shivers of terror to all victims that roamed this deep in the forest. The possibilities of danger were endless here and this crooning voice only heightened the tension of those so clueless or daring to roam. Many who traveled the lonely path deep in the forest spoke of a curious form that seemed to evaporate in and out of reality and even worse, two eyes... gazing into your “innocent” soul like a hungry monster; it seemed to await its prey to make a single mistake. Honestly however, the figure was not as sinister... maybe merciless but nothing so blood thirsty as believed. Dancing within the trees was a peculiar feline, hues of purple decorating its stone gray coat like confetti.
The large cat skipped through the trees joyous humming the tune of her people, a famous tome that had been translated (poorly by the way, however they were humans they failed at everything) into a poem scribed in a novel during one of her many mischievous meetings. Her kind were extremely rare to see since the mass genocide that seemed to spread through out all the mystical realms. The Cat retreated here and she predicted correctly that these humans knew nothing. They really didn’t. They wandered this diverse earth without any true knowledge, and they believed themselves to be rulers of the place. The cat giggled at the ridiculous thought, continuing on her merry way.Suddenly, the Cheshire cat stopped, her enormous gold eyes casted across her shielded realm. Te dark centers of her extravagant irises grew thin as she continued to scope her surrounding, listening. Another noise. “Hmmm.” An unnaturally large grin spread across her feline mug as she disappeared within second. The wood grew silent again before the strange sounds of an approaching stranger drew the Cat from hiding. She lay perched in the canopy, eyes bulging and smile spreading as she awaited this curious visitor.
With a quick, quiet voice she said,”Who is it...?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2013 15:15:01 GMT -5
Chess sauntered quietly through the woods enjoying the silence as she sang one the lullaby's her mother would sing to her in order to get her to sleep "Sleep my darling close your eyes rest your head on the pillow upon your bed, go to sleep and soon you will fall down down into the dreamy deep" as she continued walking Chess noticed a pair of bulging golden eyes looking at her and she smiled evaporating her body away to leave only her smile and her own bright gold eyes as she heard her a serene female voice. Replying to the or so she imagined dreamy and beautiful Cheshire cat in front her "I am Chess and who might you be"
Holding her smile as she spun herself upside down Chess awaited a reply from her inquisitive kin.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2013 7:28:03 GMT -5
The Cheshire Cat shifted her glance steadily to this newly evaporated visitor, her deep onyx irises dashing every direction of this familiar intruder. Another? Another friend, another enemy or is it my mirror image...? As she babbled The Cat hovered from her kin, fading deeper and deeper into the wood before returning a few yards away behind the other sensual feline. With a haunting giggle, her races’ famous grin spread along her sleek expression and the Cheshire responded curtly. “Cheshire, Chess.” Pausing, she allowed her elegant human transformation shimmer for a split second to her kinship, as if she was in the process of a display.
“Chess, Cheshire. Pleased to meet us.” She faded through the trees again, appearing beside Chess. Her fluffy feline tale slithered underneath the other’s neck, playfully rubbing and purring from such close contact with another of her kind. It had been so long, too long. “So long, so long since another Cat ventured into my wood. Never actually...” She muttered but the large toothy grin still elongated across her pussycat face.
ooc; sorry its eh...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2013 7:46:20 GMT -5
Chess smiled as she felt the other felines tail against her neck she chuckled as she nibbled on Cheshire's ear before transforming into her human form for a split second "Nice to meet you Cheshire nice to meet me it is a pleasure for us to meet one of our kind" Chess had always spoken like this around her kind when she younger a quirk she had picked up from her mother.
Smiling and chuckling as she placed her paw on top of Cheshire's tickling her neck with her tail "Such a pleasure to meet us a pleasure indeed where are we from might we ask" Chess was intrigued and mystified and even a little infatuated by the feline next to her she had always had a soft for the females of her kind. "What beauty what poise what an amazing shade of gold in your eyes" chess could not stop her babbling or her even keep her eyes from spinnign int heir sockets round and round they went.
OOC; this ost is even more eh so feel good
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2013 9:46:48 GMT -5
Cheshie did little to argue with her sexually playful kin as she gnawed gently on her furry perked ear, the cat only purred in response before retracting her fluffy tail, floating inches from the macabre feline. This Cat was extremely extravagant to look at... that smile, it reminded the ancient feline of home. The scent of this Cheshire reverberated youth, something that had long since left The Cat; she existed alone in this realm for so many years that she believed herself to be the last. This female’s appearance fluttered her maddened heart. So... long... this smell of home, like the taste of poison on a spring evening. Delicious.
“The pleasure is me, thank you kindly for asking us!” The Cat retorted back in an equally confused way but that was their manner of speech: insanity. “Where we be? Oh but only in my little humble tree!” She hummed in a merry tune, smile still wide as Chess complimented her physical appearance. “What do you wish to see?” She paused, fluttering a slight distance from Chess and outstretched her feline form, only to reveal her human transformation once again, this time a bit longer, ad if to tease. “This or that? That or this? What to pick, pick?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2013 12:01:04 GMT -5
"Such a lovely tree tree what kind is it kind Oak or Elm, Elm or Oak or perhaps Oakelm something between similar yet different at the same time, time same" Chess grinned closing her eyes as she watched a playful look in her young looking golden eyes as she spun around Cheshire in all directions darting everywhere and nowhere all at once unable to contain her excitement as she collided with the other feline laughing as they spun out of control.
"I choose this this you are quite a beautiful cat, tag your it bet you can't catch us, us. I'm too fast no one has ever caught us never, never us." Purring to herself chess disappeared from sight almost completely only leaving the purple tip of her tail floating visibly in the air as she darted about the tree singing to herself.
"You are the first cat we have seen in centuries we are overjoyed-joyed to have met you and glad that you have met us us" Enjoying the chance to speak the language of her people Chess revealed a large toothy grin spreading from eyeball to eyeball. Chess couldn't believe her luck she had found one of her own kind someone who could converse with her properly someone who understood her and her cray garbled words. most importantly someone who could possibly understand her crazy jumbled and messed up labyrinth like mind, as chess thought about this her smile became a frown and she floated onto a tree branch an curled up into a clearly visible ball and began crying.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2013 0:17:08 GMT -5
The Cat looked bewildered as the slender feline in front of her began to make strange noises, something that was very alien to the Cheshire. Hovering, the fluffy cat drew close to the encased ball, blubbering watery droplets that seemed to tumble from somewhere, but the Cat could not see with her slender tail shielding her shy face. Cheshire was absolutely startled and began to spin and whirl in confusion, however she still carried an enormous smirk. The Cat had noticed that Chess buried herself into a ball, her famous beautiful grin faded like a invisible Cheshire playing in the woods, however in this moment, it didn’t return to play.
“Why are you upside-down Chess?” As she spoke, she twirled and presented her upside-down grin. “Be like this!” She began to spin, her giant smile almost glowing before to dissipated, a giggle escaping her lips as she faded into the wooded night. “Dear Cheshire, please show me your smile this night.” She hummed a familiar tune, gold eye shimmering. The Cat had never seen such strange reactions from her kind and although it didn’t seem evident, Cheshire was rather concerned. The species, although sinister and conniving by nature, were almost genetically in tune with their kin and seemed to spare each other the mischievous torture man of their victims endured. It wasn’t a choice: it was part of what they were.
“Little cat of dark and grey, do not fret.” The Cat appeared beside Chess, sincerity in the feline’s purring voice. She nuzzled her fluffy body beside the other, warming her up. “Why upside down Cat?” She questioned, golden eyes glittering with curiosity.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2013 18:36:42 GMT -5
Chess hisses at the other feline letting her claws out as she attempts to swipe at Cheshire clearly incensed by something unkown as she swipes and hisses aiming for the other cats vital points as she bounces all over the place out of control and unable to control her own body, her body changing from from humanoid to cat to humanoid in split seconds, one moment using her claws the next using her dual wielded daggers to attack and fatally maim the only one of her kind she had seen in month maybe even forgotten centuries.
"I will kill you bastard how dare you touch my mother like that, I'll tear your heart out and make you watch as I eat it do you hear you gutless bastard i will not rest until you are left a broken pile of bones and flesh!" Continuing on her dangerous reckless and bloody rampage she crashes through three trees and is knocked unconscious as she collides with the fourth her forms resting on her more prominent and dominant feline form her breathing shallow and laboured as she tries to get up through pure instinct and face her would be attacker.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2013 10:01:13 GMT -5
The confused Cat lurched backward as her fellow kin rose and began to violently attack the senior Cheshire, completely enveloped in a hypnotized rage and seemingly unable to escape her blood thirsty guise. Cheshire dodged each crazed strike swiftly, Chess’ crazed unpredictability was like a fluid form for the maddened grey and pink feline, who transitioned at the final strike to her slender human form. She twisted on top of her shoeless toe, watching the young Chess tumble into the trees and finally crashing to the floor in exhaustion. The Cheshire stepped her long form closely, but cautious. Her lack of modest clothing always threw many weak humans of this world on edge so the Cat was curious if her mesmerizing and wild elegance would pull the other cat from her lost thoughts.
“Little feline, why do you attack one of your blood? I do not know of your mad blood.” She retorted, referring to Chess’ mother. The Cat’s golden eyes shimmered in the dark, observing this strange predicament; The Cat was rarely someone who took notice to danger but with the excitement of finding her own kind, she felt less... mad than usual. However, even in this dangerous moment, Cheshire carried her famous smirk even in her fleshed form. “Pull yourself from this overtaking spell little cat. I mean you no harm.”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2013 21:23:05 GMT -5
Chess shook her head as she looked up and got to feet groggily as her form shifted from feline to human to feline again her ears twitching at the sound of Cheshires' voice attempting to move back slightly afraid of herself and afraid of what she couldn't remember as she looked at the damaged trees she felt remorse and pain as tears spilled down her face marking her usually bright fluffy and soft fur. Her large golden roamed all over before they finally rested on Cheshire before quickly darting to the floor.
"What have we done and why did we do it all we can remember is darkness and then that terrible memory and then darkness again." As she sat there looking at the floor Chess as she tried to recollect what she had done before waking up to the immense pain flowing through her body, Trying to stand she fell back to her sitting position yowling in pain as she hit the branch hard again her claws digging into the branch in attempt to harm or damage her would be attacker.
"So much pain pain, why does it hurt us so much what did we do to deserve this much pain it hurts us terribly." Her babbling and rambling becoming more and more incoherent to the normal ear or one who hadn't met or didn't understand the language and graces of the Cheshire Cat as her own kind or even races older and knowing of her race did, Mumbling and rambling on she looked back at Cheshire a sad and sorrowful look in her eyes as she noticed Cheshire was defensive and wary. "did we hurt you you did we do something bad or nasty we are sorry sorry if we did did."
Looking at the branch once more Chess yowled in pain again as she attempted and failed too curl up into a ball.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2013 21:34:25 GMT -5
The exotic Cheshire paced delicately to the precious innocent before her, as if floating on fluffy white clouds decorating the forest ground. The Cat’s long slim legs danced before kneeling before the defenseless Chess, staring intensely with her arousing golden irises consoling this pitiful madness. With her Cheshire grin still spread the concerned kin outstretched her hands to the poor kitten; she gently gathered the pained Cheshire in an warming embrace with releasing a soft silent purr.
“‘Twas Brillig, and the slithy toves. Did gyre and gimble in the wabe...” The Cat sang the inconsistent melody that forever haunted her sleepless nights for she had no idea why it was so prominent in her memory. Since arriving in this human world with no recollection of the world she existed in before this single jingle never deserted her and was even the inspiration for that lousy human writer that borrowed her crazed made-up tales for his apparent story book.
“Soothe little cat of the smile, do not sleep in the abyss of sorrow. You must be the smile that shines through the dark.” The Cat continued to comfort Chess, stroking her long macabre spine and itching behind her pierced ears. “The pain is but a fantasy that you must embrace, use the madness to harness it for you mischievous delight.” Cheshire gazed powerfully at Chess, those immense gold eyes almost attempting to hypnotize the poor cat gathered inside her soothing grip.
ooc; sorry if you didn’t want me to grab your charrie, can change if any problems
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2013 13:27:34 GMT -5
"All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe." The young feline finished Cheshire's verse with out even a second thought as she lay there willing her body to move to allow her to get up. She had to find the one being that knew anything of her mothers death and reap her cold and very bloody vengeance upon him to make him suffer and scream as she slowly clawed out his heart. Chess looked around slowly as her senses began to return she purred softly as memories of her old life began to surface she felt safe once again as she listened to the melody purring some a little more as she felt Cheshire's hand slowly moving down her back and eventually scratch behind her ears.eventually speaking as she slowly rose to her feet suppressing her cries of pan she stood on all fours and muttered quietly to herself as she took in the scents of the forest around her. "I will find you, you overgrown lizard and when i do I will make you rue the day your mother asked me to bring you home" extending her claws the young feline sharpened them against the wood of the branch she was stood on before slamming her right paw into the tree and splintering it into a multitude of tiny pieces. Looking at Cheshire she smiled warmly her smile becoming a grin once again as she evaporated and reappeared some hundred metres away tearing trees to pieces with her newly sharpened claws as she imagined every tree as the large red dragon that had destroyed her childhood and her mind. As she slammed her paw into the last tree her incensed and sudden rage ended just as inexplicably as it had started, Chess sat down and evaporated instantly reappearing next to Cheshire once again her claws retracting slowly her smile never fading as she began to sing "`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe." Her eyes shining a beautiful and glistening gold as she continued to sing to herself.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2013 22:19:56 GMT -5
“That’s it little cat of tricks, destruction can be one’s most delicious poison.” Cheshire swayed impishly as the young cat sang the familiar melody while destroying The Cat’s “home’s” with each vengeful strike of her powerful paws; Cheshire took no heed it was much needed for the young feline and she would allow the eradication for tonight. As the mad Cat swirled, she was positive at this point that the tune was a buried song of her slaughtered people, for it had been the only thing that haunted her fractured mind when passing through the veil. It had been the only deranged thing that kept The Cat going all this time.
“‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves...” The Cat followed suit with her blood, skipping and dancing in the brush. It was such a mad song indeed, but it meant the world to Cheshire and she would find herself without a head if she had ever forgotten it.
As her comrade evaporated, turning up beside her slender physique Cheshire tilted her head playfully while gazing straight into the other’s fascinating golden irises, listening to her sing the beautiful melody. “How long has that tune of insanity plagued your mind young feline?” The Cat questioned, curious if Chess was in the same crazy boat as her. How long had this one traveled the human world? Did she pass through the portal recently? Cheshire did not remember exactly how long she had stalked this woods or any wood for that matter but it had been too long since she had seen any of her kind. The feeling of security was a blessing and a curse for the mad cat, however she did little to argue with these strange feelings.
“Now, who is this strange serpentine creature you speak of feline of fools?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2013 22:41:50 GMT -5
Chess turned her head up slightly looking at Cheshire and smiled as she spoke "The Serpentine i speak of is a dragon a very powerful dragon at that he killed my mother, he threw her around like she a rag doll he toyed with her reveling in her anguished screams of pain and mercy but he showed her non, not an ounce of mercy or remorse were shown by that foul creature." Glaring at the night sky as she hissed with displeasure at the thought of her prey roaming the land free to kill and torture who ever he likes chess had always hated the night she disliked the dark it made her feel uneasy but it also made her feel safer as if nothing could touch as long as the moon was in the night sky.
"This tune has been in my mind since my birth and my mothers death she sang it to me as a kitten I would plague her to sing it to me everyday and every night before i slept." The young feline sang to herself quietly as she remembered her mothers voice cooing and cradling her to sleep as a kitten.
Tensing up as her body increased to size to that of a tiger Chess lurched forward and bounded through the forest her sense of smell increased by her rage and her will to hunt and find her mothers killer. Smiling to herself as she navigated the thick forest undergrowth her eyes soon becoming accustomed to the darkness as she sped towards her intended target hesitant about meeting her mothers killer but unable to stop or else runt he risk of never confronting him and finding out why he did it.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 8, 2013 0:17:42 GMT -5
The Cat nestled in thin air as the young kin explained her long dark existence, pained by the death of her feline mother. Cheshire attempted to continue her consoling strokes along the young feline’s layered macabre spine however the little sprite was exerting with enraged energy, something that The Cat couldn’t possibly comprehend. The slender woman with hair azure like the sky began to ponder deeply of her own crazed blood, however nothing plagued her. She had no recollection of her life before arriving her. No mother, nor father. While others would find it disturbing from such dark, lonely thoughts Cheshire was barely bothered. She wasn’t heartless, just a little harsh at times. Although, she did little to share her bitter feelings with the heartbroken cat, for Cheshire was smarter than that.
Suddenly, Chess burst into the crowded trees, leaving the thoughtful Cheshire alone in her sanctuary. Apparently it was a good idea to burst head on against a massive serpent of flame and destruction. The Cat shook her head, displeased and dissipated. She appeared, floating in her fluffy sinuous physique, her glittering gold eyes staring down the rage-blinded Chess. “Little cat of dark imagines, ‘tis not the time to think such things. Brash will only get you killed, you must wait. Stalk your prey like the Cheshire you are, loose your mind to the silence.” It had been so long since such crazed words formed from her lips however it was soothing nonetheless. She had just found another of her kind; she wished not to lose her so soon.
“Stay here with me. Let us relish in madness together young Chess.” The other’s name rolled from her tongue yearning, almost begging her to stay put.
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