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    He would be lying if he said that he wasn't proud of himself for his latest accomplishment. Making Greenday forget telling him the story of his long lost boyfriend so he could pretend he was Michael. It was one of his more brilliant plans, he liked to think. And he had managed to get with Greenday pretty fast. He had thought staying in SunClan would be a waste of time, but he had been wrong. Hooray for being the winner.


    He'd gotten up before Greenday, which pissed him off, but he didn't say anything, as he didn't really need the younger male to be awake. He had been walking through the beach town for a while, then made his way down to the beach. He stopped when he saw something on the ground; a large portion of sand that had been turned into glass. He hadn't noticed yesterday when he had been there with Greenday. He wasn't usually very curious, but he wondered what could cause this so suddenly...


    //crap post, no muse, sorry

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    Torch played on his lute, strumming notes softly. His own voice singing along, sadly. He only played when he was alone. Ubsuprisingly, he was alone most of the time...despite being so popular. Which was fine. He liked it that way.
    "Theres been something I've been trying to tell you,"
    He started off softly, eyes shut. Greenday. Greenday and hin would never be friends again. He'd ruined it. He ruined the possibility of their ever being a 'them.' "We only have this life to live..."
    He took a small breath, continuing. His voice faultering for a bit. He was a freak. A monster. He wasn't good at anything besides looking pretty, and getting himself and the ones he loved hurt. "If we keep ourselves stuck in the future or the past, we'll have nothing left to give."
    He moved up a cord, the song getting a bit more of a powerful undertone, as if he was saying something importaint. Because he really was singing his heart out. This was his song. His work.


    Also, he was probably the only cat who played the lute. It was a beautiful instrument though, even if others thought it was gay and belonged in the dark ages along with the knights and dragons and fairys or whatever.
    "It goes so fast,"


    He didn't cry when he was alone. He simply shut down on himself. His voice losing its volume, as if his sadness was catching up to him.
    "As if life is a dream..."
    He opened his eyes, revealing they where glassy. Greenday.
    This song was a pep talk about Greenday.


    "Don't burn out, don't give in..."


    He fell silent, ginger fur blwoing in the gentle sea breeze.

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    Kaiser's ears twitched when he heard music. Was that a lute? He wasn't even sure how he knew what a lute sounded like. The ocelot stood up, looking around, then headed in the direction of the sound.


    After a few minutes of walking, he saw Papertorch. Apparently his eyes were back to normal. Kaiser narrowed his eyes. He didn't know why, he just felt... threatened by the smaller feline. It wasn't like he couldn't beat the shit out of him, obviously, but it was a different kind of threatened. One that he didn't think he could fix with violence. That bothered, since violence was his absolute favorite way to fix things.


    Oh well.


    Kaiser made his way over, taking a seat next to Papertorch and smiling at him. "Hey."

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    "Hey man, whats up?" He turned to the side,smiling like nobodys buisness at the guy. Because he wasn't a sore loser, and wouldn't let his own insecurities about him and Greenday make him do something stupid that would further endanger their relationship. "Come to check out my sweet joint? Dude, yo. We can get some drinks."


    He stopped playing by now, eagerly awaiting a responce. Hell, if you can't beat them, join them. He intended to befriend Kaiser. He seemed like a really cool dude anyways. No wonder Greenday ought to like that guy over a loser like him. Which was cool. He was cool with that.

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    Honestly, he was a bit shocked by the smaller feline's reaction. He figured Torch would probably hate him; not that he hated Papertorch, he just saw him as someone who he was competing with. Even though he already had Greenday. He wasn't a trusting person. That meant he didn't trust Greenday not to cheat on him.


    Still, he couldn't just be rude when Papertorch was being polite. So he continued to smile. "That sounds fun. Why not?" He didn't like to admit it, but he'd had a bit of a drinking problem for a while. Shockingly, that was while he was in the longest relationship he'd ever had, because he didn't get as easily upset when he was drunk. But then he'd stopped drinking, and that was when everything fell apart. Not that he cared either way.


    Suddenly, he tensed up, looking around. At the edge of the forest, he saw a flash of pink and green disappearing into the pines. Greenday. He'd deal with that later.

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    He stood up, brushing sand off of his pelt. He assumed the other would follow as he walked into the cave. There was a nice warm campfire in the middle, books skattered about. For a cave, it was actually really homey. Warm, dry, no stalagmites or stalactites. It was perfect. Plus, there was a small fresh water pool...which was in all honesty, the coolest thing ever.


    Bats and curious animals never bothered him. He just kind of befriended them. Beastmaster, all that stuff. Conjuring a beer, he turned on the record player, taking a seat on one of the straw beds. Hey, he could handle that. He could sleep under a rock if it was quiet enough. Not to mention he was a heavy sleeper.


    "Sooo..." He was going to start some small talk. "Been a while since I've seen you man! What kind of chill stuff have you been up too?" He poored a drink, a smirk on his face.

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    Kaiser was quick to follow, looking around as they walked. He didn't know what Greenday was doing, but he couldn't help but be suspicious. Oh well, he'd ask later. Greenie wasn't a good liar anyways, so if he had been up to something, it would be easy to tell. He would just ask later.


    He was kind of shocked when they showed up at a cave. He... he really lived here? Yeah, it was nice and all, but... eh, he supposed that when they'd first met, Greenday hadn't really lived anywhere. So he could honestly say he'd seen weirder things. At least this was actually a decent house. He made his way inside, taking a seat. When he got over the fact that it was a cave, he had to admit that it was a pretty cool place.


    "Eh, not much," he would begin when Papertorch asked what he'd been up to. "Greenday moved in with me, and took my last name, so there's that. Not much else, though. What about you?"


    He'd mainly mentioned everything that was happening with Greenday to try and get a rise out of Papertorch. Because he was an ass and hated the fact that the other male was so calm. Honestly, if he was in Torch's shoes, he would have started a fight already.

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    "Yeah dude, he has a thing for you. I can't blame him. I mean, you seen like a cool guy." He shifted his gaze back, giving the other the drink. Good old dark beer. Was some intense stuff. He got it from the Keg. He played around with the fire in the middle of the room, making images and shapes appear in its depths. Dancing flames.


    He shifted his soft brown gaze back, same lost puppy dog vibe to them. How they looked when he didn't know what to do or say next. "I burned my house down....I-I'm kind of a freak of nature." Well he was a hardcore nature lover who could befriend basically any living thing. But...he had another side to him, one that seemed to be out of his control. And he was ashamed of it. Afraid of it.


    Of what he was, and what he could do.

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    He couldn't keep the smirk off of his face. That could only be good. Although he had to act less cheerful at the news of Torch burning his house down. So that explained the cave. He tilted his head a bit. "Really? You don't seem like a freak of nature. Power glitches happen to the best of us." Well, not him. He was in complete control of his powers, but he only had one power, so it didn't matter much.


    Suddenly he thought he could smell peanut butter, and he turned to face the entrance of the cave. There wasn't anyone there, but he was really paranoid after seeing Greenday earlier. His eyes narrowing slightly, he turned back around, taking the beer and drinking it.

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    Torch lifted his head, a small smile on his face. "R-Really?" He took a sip of his drink. What surely wasn't alcahol. "I...I thought..." He lifted his gaze up to meet the other, already liking him. "I thought that...well, my whole life I've been controlled by a demon. I couldn't get injured without being afraid I'd turn, and kill everyonw...I-I'm just starting to feel safe in my own body...but, now I can't even control my own powers without his help."


    Plus there was the whole 'I can take away peoples freewill using my mind' thing, but it was a sore subject for him. He didn't want to ever use that power. Ever.


    "Dude, you gotta tell me something about uou now. C'mon."

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    Huh. That was a new one. He'd heard of a bunch of different ways powers glitched, but they weren't usually fixed by demons. Although demons did have the best control over their powers, so that explained it. Maybe. He couldn't be sure. "I don't really have any powers, but maybe you should find someone who does and ask them to help you out. I've heard power training helps a lot with these things." He didn't know why he was being helpful here. Eh, when he got past the fact that his boyfriend would probably leave him in a second to be with Papertorch if he weren't so afraid, he supposed he was a pretty likeable guy.


    [i]"Dude, you gotta tell me something about you now. C'mon."


    He snorted a bit. What was he even supposed to say to that? He couldn't exactly admit that he used memory manipulation to get with guys who couldn't move on from old relationships (as if that was the only thing he used his power for). Other than that... what was there to tell that was actually interesting? "Not much to tell, really. Let's see... mmm, back as a loner, I crashed an Alt-J concert. Seriously, hipsters don't care. I'm a fucking ocelot and I walked around the entire time, and people kept petting me like I was just another house cat. It was pretty chill." That was one thing he said that was true. Nobody had even acknowledged that this was a wild animal at a concert.

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    "Ah...I was a housecat for like...a week. But one of the kids kept pulling on my tail, and I got stepped on a lot. I was trying to escape this lady- Uh uh...my mom."
    'Because I murdered my abusive father.' The thought made his soft ginger paws tremble. "Thats really cool man! God, what I'd give for someone to just give me a pat on the back and tell me i'm pretty. Seriously man, getting my fur like this is no easy task." He cracked a small smile, followed by his same dorky, genuine laughter. He shifted his brown gaze to the side. Mm...ah, yeah.


    Mm...Ah, ah yeah.
    Also, that stuff between Kaiser and Greenday. He was pretty sure it was just some kinky roleplay or something. But...he never pegged Greenday to be the type who was into S&M. Goddammit did he miss out. He had some roleplay he'd been dying to try o-


    WOAH, WOAH. He slowed down his mental thought train that had just ran off the rails and exploded. God, he had an active imagination. "Yeah, I'll work on my powers. I can only use fire...but uh, hot enough to turn sand into glass instantaneously. So Kaiser, I uh...you have no powers? For a moment in time, I had no powers. I just couldn't die. Everyone loved to beat the sh!t out of me...I-Uh...I'm just getting the hang of the whole self confidence thing."

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    Honestly, he could see Torch as a housecat. He was the kind of guy who he could see sitting on some forty year old rich woman's arm rest being fed leftover steak and lobster. That had been his life for a while, but not long enough for it to have had a significant impact on his life. He chuckled at what the other said about his fur. Honestly, he didn't try very hard to look good. It just happened.


    He watched Torch for a minute as he seemed to zone out a bit. What could he be thinking about that caused him to zone out so suddenly? He was kind of interested, yet he wasn't sure he wanted the answer. Eh, it couldn't be worse than anything he'd already thought of. Still... he had a hard time seeing Torch as the kind of guy to think like that.


    Finally, they got back to their conversation. "Uh, well..." It wasn't like he had any reason to lie. "I have memory manipulation. Not like I ever have any real reason to use it. Although... if you ever have anything you'd like to forget, I'd be willing to help." Lies. He had used his power plenty of times, for selfish reasons.


    //*WHEEZING*
    [I]WUT
    S&M
    I CAN'T

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    "Yeah...I'd like to forget something..." He lifted up his head, shrugging. "I uh, I've got this one memory of..." He trailed off, looking at the ground. The ginger male lifed his head, almost not daring to look the other in the eyes. He killed his dad for a reason.


    Not only had his dad been abusive, and beat his mother...he'd also been a pedophile. That was half the reason he was so mentally disturbed. Or uh, said and hinted about lots of kinky sh!t.


    Also, it was why he had no self confidence, and thought he was better off dead then alive. Why he was so afraid of getting close to people at first. (Wasn't just his demon. That he could deal with.) "I want to forget my adopted stepfather." Always telling him he was pretty as a girl and getting him sexually confused. Beating him half to death. That he could handle.


    It was when he touched his dear, sweet mentally disabled adopted mother that he snapped."He...I don't want to remember him, please. Creepy old f#cker keeps me awake at night." ...he still felt guilty for killing him. I guess that just showed how easily the big hearted male could be taken advantage of.


    "But don't look at my memories please...they're...p-personal dude."


    ///JESUS IM SORRY I HAD TO
    also Torch had a really sh!tty childhood im sorry

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    His stepfather. Kaiser nodded as he listened to the story. He didn't usually do stuff like this for other people, but he'd like to be on Torch's good side. He figured if he was a close friend of Greenday's, there was a lot to gain from having his trust. Otherwise he probably never would have offered.


    Then again... he couldn't help but be a jackass.


    "That sounds easy enough, except... I'm not gonna be able to help you with anything without looking at your memories. I'll have to see them to take them away, so..." he waited, sitting back, studying his paw as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.


    //it's okay
    but I was so caught of guard with that one