Memories Gone Down the Drain (Memorial Service; Open to All)

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    That's right, it was a memorial service. And yes, it was a memorial service for his dad, Adonis Mortem. Sure he was stripped of his family name, but he'd been called such all his life. Adonis had been killed in a public rapist beating. Several of his friends and kits had rioted against it, but his crime was to much. After all, Envious's mother, Mizuki, was raped by his father. But that didn't matter much to Envy. He wasn't the loving type or anything, he could care less, but wolfey had no other donny kits right for the job Adonis had taught him everything he knows.


    Standing a top a small rock, Envious spoke up. "Greetings all. I know Adonis was killed and disgraced, but he still deserved something. And there is no law against honoring the dead." His voice was strong and confident, similar to the brave look in his sharp green eyes. "First, let me say this. If you even dare to say anything bad about my father, I'll rip your tongue out myself." It was a threat, even if it didn't sound too threatening, because Envy wasn't afraid to do such. He was planning to leave the Elite soon anyways, so why not go with some fun! "Anyways, with the words. I didn't know my dad that well, but he taught me his ways and I know he was generally good. You good hear, no, feel the regret in his voice when he talked about his victims. And I know as a fact that most of his kits loved him, r.pe or no r.pe." Thinking of Halo in the matter of 'most kits', Envious took a moment to let that sink in.


    "And I apologize to all of you who had kits from him forcefully. Volare, I'm sorry he couldn't finish caring for your kits. Glenn, I know this loss probably hurts you the most. Carrion, you were his sister, adopted, but still his best friend all the same. And Caramel, I know you were is favorite. All of you others who knew him, I know how you must feel." With those last words, he finished it up with a final statement. "If you want to give him some words, step up here." As the elitist said such, Envious Mortem stepped down from the stone.


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    Tahir had heard the young tom's voice ring out. He couldn't help but be drawn to this memorial service. Though he never really knew his father, the loss of both Theo and Tamaar helped him to empathize with the tom. He sat in the back, trying to go unnoticed. All he would do for now was watch.

    Glenn was there. One might think she would have taken the time to style herself with some fashionable black paint or a black cuff, but there was no point in it now. No cats to impress. Instead, her normally sleek and shiny fur was ruffled and unkempt, covered in dust, dotted with weeds, it had not been groomed in days. Her frame was thin and bony, she was gaunt, ribs and hips beginning to jaunt outwards- she hadn't eaten in days, either. No point in eating if there was no cat to share it with. The normally sassy Glenn was just a shell, a whisper and a light twist in the wind. She was barely noticeable, and it appeared that she was the only one there.


    Perhaps she should speak? Tell the world what a great tom he had been? Maybe. But she knew if she tried, she would just break down. So Adonis' former mate stayed silent, quiet. Sage green eyes hollow and bland, just orbs crushed into her face. Maybe she'd speak later. Right now, though, she didn't have the strength.

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    Horu sat it the back, quiet as a mouse. There was a flash a yellow with a hint of green in place of his normal golden eye color. It represented his curiousity for his father. Never meeting the tom, Horizon was interested. Replacing the tint of green quickly was an red, almost scarlet, color. He was worried for Glenn, seeing her so heart broken an half dead. "Auntie, it's alright. Daddy's watching." The kit said. Not only was he a reincarnation of Adonis, but he resembled the tom too.


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    Glenn turned to stare at Horizon- and choked. The small tom looked like Adonis. For a brief instance, she believed that he was her mate, and her sage green optics lit with delight... And then she came crashing back into reality, and her eyes dulled once more, as if with the flip of a switch. "Sometimes just watching isn't enough," The voice that used to command attention was still just as beautiful, but hollow and echo-ey, quiet and hoarse as she stared down at the kit, sides rising only every once and a while as she took labored breath after labored breath.


    Even breathing wasn't as satisfying without Adonis there.


    | cara | elite | trainee | hard | super senses and invisibility | no capture/kill |


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    IC;; Cara silently stepped up next to Envious, her normally bright amber optics empty. "I-- I just wanted to say that my father was a great cat. He's taught me, loved me, been a true dad to me. So I wanted to say thank you." she finished, her voice faltering as she choked out the heartfelt words.

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    There's a wild, wild whisper
    Blowing in the wind
    Calling out my name like a long lost friend
    Oh I miss those days as the years go by
    Oh nothing's sweeter than summer time
    And American honey

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    The small two week old kit came right out of no where, her distinct on limping gait noticeable from her different length legs. The sadness in the air brought her normal happy spirit down to the ground, still above what Glenn seemed to be. She hadn't know Adonis, but she was probably related to him some way or another. She couldn't find the words to best comfort the saddened cats she tried with the best words her small, inexperienced she-kit could muster. "Me sure he remembered."
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    Halo




    The fluffy kitten remained silent. No. He didn't love his father. He had no reason to. Adonis never made any attempt to know him or even meet him. He wasn't family. He was a fucking boy rotting in the ground.




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    Well, all of these little speeches did Adonis no justice. She didn't mean that they didn't warm her heart, but they did not do Adonis justice. So she would go for it herself. Drawing herself to her paws, the tall tortoiseshell stumbled and tripped her way up to the stone. Looking up at the top, a sigh shook her frail frame. Even the small hop seemed to be impossible to her. Lowering her head, she closed her eyes and braced her muscles, urging her body to lift upwards. She barely made it, hind legs scrabbling and scratching the air as she struggled to pull herself onto the rock.


    And then she turned to face the meager crowd. "Some may have hated Adonis for what he did. And they have good reason to- but I'm not going to focus on what he did wrong. Adonis was always the most caring, loving tom I could know. He loved every single one of his kits, and he did care for them. It's amazing to see the compassion that he could bring forth, it was truly amazing what a kind tom he was. Adonis was always at my side when I needed him most, and he was the kindest cat I will ever meet." The tortoiseshell paused. Even she could not do him justice. She just didn't know how. There wasn't a word that she could use to describe him. "And I just hope that he knows I love him more than I love myself." That was enough- Glenn was starting to tear up. Wiping a liquid drop off of her cheek with her tail. The tortoiseshell tried to make a graceful landing as she jumped off- but instead, her long legs folded beneath her and she fell in a heap. Slowly, the cat drew herself to her paws, dragging herself away from the stone and laying down next to Horizon once more, ears flopping awkwardly.

    Tahir never got the chance to know Adonis, but each cat stepped up to give an eulogy of Adonis, he felt touched. On the outside, he still maintained that aggressive look, like Theo. He didn't want any cat to see him getting emotional. Yet on the inside, he felt that his heart would melt. Was he a r*pist like everyone said, or was a he caring and loving father and mate? He would never know.

    Sure, she was bearing his litter. And she didn't like it one bit, not at all. But no cat deserved to die, especially the way Adonis had went down. Seeing the meager crowd, she felt entitled to be there, as one of his victims, but it didn't mean she had to be seen. So the calico vanished, turning invisible. Slowly, the Midday padded toward the crowd, and sat down, far enough so she wouldn't be squashed, but close enough to hear everything.


    As it turns out, Glenn was giving a speech to her mate, er, former mate, she should say. Although she never loved him in any way, shape, or form, maybe she, Levi Midday, would give a speech. The thought was growing on her, and she felt obligated to do it. Just wait till the grieving cats are done. They deserved to go first, those who loved him. Really, she shouldn't be there, but Levi was kind somewhere deep down in the darkest parts of her heart.

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    Suddenly his orange eyes flashed a bright yellow. Horu didn't know why he felt this burst of love. It was as if something deep inside of him had felt happy and passionate about Glenn's speech. A scarlet fell over his slitted iris. Fear was what he felt. Why was this happening to him, he was only a kit. "Thank You." Was all Adonis could manage. This voice, this older, deeper loving voice was not Horizon's own. But this voice would not be heard until many moons.


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    She hadn't known him very long, she thought, sitting near the front of the group of cats who came to mourn Adonis. But in that time, they had gotten to know each other well. He was the first cat she had met, other than Lady Midday, here in the Elite, and he made her feel welcome. He made her part of a family, the Mortem family, and she would never forget that. After his mate and his children, or one of them anyway, had said their piece, Carrion lept onto the place to say something.


    "Not all of us here may have loved Adonis, but we respect him, and we honor him. He may not have always made the right choices, but he tried, and he tried to do good, and that's all that matters. May his name live on, and may he live on in all of his descendants." She did not shed any tears. Carrion was not the type to cry. The dark she-cat stepped down, and joined the rank of cats yet again.[/fancypost]
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    "He's a dumb dick and you all are stupid idiots. What he's all good? Yeah. Okay. Why don't you lift your bums a little higher so his spirit can f*ck you too," snorted the fluffy kitten before turning tail and trotting off. They all disgusted him.




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    There's a wild, wild whisper
    Blowing in the wind
    Calling out my name like a long lost friend
    Oh I miss those days as the years go by
    Oh nothing's sweeter than summer time
    And American honey

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    "Meanie!" the small kit shouted after Halo, not sure what to do after that.
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    Socks rose from her seat next to Glenn, her claws already unsheathed. "Halo, do I need to give you another scar!" she snarled jumping in front of her brother. She stepped closer and closer, her growls and snarls getting more and intense, her eyes flashing with hatred that would always stay with her. She looked for her other brother, Envy. He would sure help her deal with her stupid bastard excuse for a kit.

    [sub]Glenn turned to Halo, lips curled down into a frown. "Halo, if you have such strong feelings about your father, why did you come here? To inflict more pain upon the ones who know what a good cat he really was, and still is? You aren't old enough to know him well. I think it's best that you stop spewing such bull shit until you learn the truth about Adonis. Yes, he made mistakes- but every cat does, and so have you by being just as much of a dick as you think Adonis is. I find it rather disrespectful the way you speak, and I think you should stop before you make the same mistake I made and sever all your ties from the family that loves you."


    Glenn didn't know quite what she was saying, but she did know that she saw herself in the sassy little tom. He even looked like her old body did. While it was cute to say an almost mini-me, it was also terrifying to see him make the mistakes she had made. By doing this and choosing sides, he was causing turmoil and breaking his family, just as Glenn had done herself.


    It was painful to see.


    [ooc]Monster, interested in a Glennie-Halo thread? :3[/ooc]

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    Halo




    "Look, just because you were his most recent whore doesn't mean you know him. And yeah, this would be a mistake if it happened once. How many felines did he rape? I forget," snapped Halo over his shoulder at Glenn before shooting a glare at Socks but turning his gaze back to Glenn. He really wasn't mad at his sister. Hell, he deserved it. But at the moment, the two moon old was strung up and running high with emotion.




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    The cinnamon tabby, closer to her mother than any of the other cats, hissed out at Halo when she heard him talking badly about her mother. He was nothing but common scum and Modesty hated him. He wasn't even a Simul Stamus like she still was, even though her mom wasn't really anymore. She batted out at Halo, slashing through the air but not hitting him. "You shut up about my mom you little worm."[/fancypost]
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