DO I LO[O]K INSANE? '' open, rogue

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#787672; border: none; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 350px; font-family: tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: 7pt;]★ Perhaps this was due to the fact that the small, currently black, kitten was mildly questioning of her sanity, in such a way one might wonder upon a normal trait they had. Of course, the happenings were not because of Psycho's insanity that particular day, she'd discover as she'd age, but because of an accidental use of a power that seemed nothing more than the ability to make things look pretty, which was, of course, conjuring an innocent smooth pebble.


    Most days, this smooth pebble would've gone out well, but because of a mild glance of excitement in the kitten's heart as she saw a butterfly, the said smooth pebble went off course, and it was only because of the kitten's quick vision did she manage to catch it glimmer away. That, and albeit a bit of clairvoyance, which had given her the picture of an amusement park. She had hoped for fun and colour, which was barely what she got, and she would have, if it was not for the action continuing this voyage, demanded her money back.


    It was barely Psycho's fault when the ShadowClan NPC had slipped on the pebble, and it was technically not her fault when the glimmer of amusement at the sight had made her conjure another item, far more dangerous than a pebble. At least, it was dangerous when used the way it was, as a giant gummy bear generally did not hurt anyone if it did not land right on top of them, but rather delicious. In this situation, it was rather painful, and rather bloody.


    Psycho should've felt bad, she knew, but instead all she was doing was trying to stop her mouth from watering at the sight of the gummy bear.
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    [sup]Oh.


    Was Maddercub supposed to condemn this kitten?


    Maddercub didn't really know the ShadowClan NPC, nor did she feel any grief. How could she sympathize with a mere mortal? She was above that. She was above real emotions.


    But then again, she had to keep playing her little facade of a good little ShadowClanner. Oh, dear. How tedious.


    Maddercub gave a little sigh, landing near the unfamiliar face with a flap of her mesonoxian wings. She folded her wings up carefully then, turning to Psycho with a frown.


    "Why would you do that?" the melanistic cougar demanded with false concern and horror, blinking her heterochromatic red and blue eyes. Really, though, it seemed like a creative kill-- Madder had to give kudos for that. But... when push came to shove, surely she could just kill this kitten when it came to that.

    [fancypost bgcolor=#787672; border: none; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 350px; font-family: tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: 7pt;]★ Psycho flicked her ear, surprised to find herself questioned for what, she guessed, could be considered some-what like a murder, if a rather delicious one. In fact, this very train of thought made Psycho's brain run slightly and caused her to question the very meaning of the word murder and, after that, many other psychological questions; before her brain could refuse to commute any longer and she simply tilted her head, "He tripped over my pebble, so..."


    She smiled innocently, blinking her eyes. "Doesn't this make it equal battle ground? 'Death by gummy bear'." If there was anyway the little she-kit would want to go, it would be via gummy bear, no exceptions. Honestly, perhaps if this hadn't been Psycho's first kill, she'd probably just have ran off by now; but at this situation, she had never even seen a murder before, at least not up close.


    She gazed at the gummy bear, trying to conjure it away, but all she managed to do was make it dim slightly before fading back into vision. There was, of course, another way of removing it, which was, by any child's understanding, the more delicious choice. She licked the gummy bear to taste the flavour before taking a huge bite, manipulating the flavour to fit her desire.
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