Posts by ERIS !?

who's making thread, littletalks?

asfjk. could he and sombra have a friendship thread?

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1322306.new#new
flufflepuff, here you go with your new nickaname.

"H-Hello."The young cheetah cub murmured, approaching them with zeal interest.

title please. ; - ;

Oh, thanks. :)

"Why did she say those baddy bad words? Those are very bad... Very very terrible terrible words to say to some cat like Trophies, he would not do that to someone like Album? Or would he?"The tiny king cheetah cub murmured, poking his head out to see the bewitched feline with his auburn optics. He loved the way that things shimmered or gleamed like the way Glimmer would.

The kit dropped a quite confused gaze while padding back to the nursery, yet knowing he wanted to stay to see what happened to the bewitched woman.

[sup] Wasn't it? A plentiful and cold day that seemed dark and very enjoyable, the polar bear cub was blooming like a flower on a day where you could receive what you pleased. Yes, yes indeed. Today, this flower has blossomed and was blooming. Yet, the breeze of cold air and monochrome sky clearly did not stop her. For today, she was shining sun like the star of the show. This adventurer took her way toward the meadow, where she originally liked and was not aware of any other animal.

The breeze and the sky made it so so so hard for this cub to see a little thing on a day like this.

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"Oh my, oh dear heavens. I'm only a cub, I-I thought you were something pretty or something I could play with?"The polar cub was confused, so so confused. Like when you just put your Wii Remote on the cushion on your ottoman and you searched for it about 20 minutes and it was just there and you could even see it! Her icy blue eyes were frail and easily sensed of fear but, a mixture of eerie movements.

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[sup] ooc; trying to confuse the feline and omg, so sorry for inactivity!

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Sombra quickly aimed to lunge himself on top of the feline, hoping that he could end this little old she-cat's life. Why, oh, why? Who knows or cares? Maybe, a possible cliché of a killing spree... His claws were already etched out, it is a fact for a cheetah.

[sup]The male smirked at the name, knowing he would simple if he got to kill her that he would toss this little seniors body around. He simply let the claw marks get to his face as his fangs aimed the plunge into the feline's neck while aiming to plunge and bore his teeth against her spinal cord or he would aim notherless onto or pressure points, he knew what he would do to her. It would be either, a sign or only game of killing. He would take this felines intestines and blood and mark words with blood all over their burned and pointless territory. It would clearly be both, if he got to kill her, maybe.

[sup] Dead, dead. He felt the spirit vanishing away from the sickening, bloating and lifeless body. Oh, the pain was yearning in his stone cold heart... This was guilt, pain and simply disgust. What would he do with it? Simple, pass the body on and on... What if the Radicalclanners caught him? No, they won't.. He'll kill himself and reincarnate himself before they even could get to him. His grip released as he jabbed his claws in the intestines or parts, he smeared blood in words that would incant,' Now you see me, now you don't.'. Blood was all over the grass as he smeared those words, slicing the neck and holding the head high, like a prized possession. Flailed the body below those big words engraved in stained grass, when they came he would simply watch. Oh, oh, please, please, Darkbloom, my prized feminist cub, please forgive me for killing your medicine cat... That would be a debt that he could never repay, as he sobbed and mourned while his lifeless and copper eyes were actually tearing up blood. ''If you could hear me spirit, I make no sense but, goodbye?"he scoffed, blood from his scarred facial appearance. The blood leaked crimson as he slashed open the body to pieces and continued flailing around the body, baring this pain was sadistic. Painfully, the young cheetah took the jewels and engraved them around the body.... "You should of told me your secrets... You could of lived, if you knew BETTER. But, you barely even know me or even my name. You'll see me in a different body because I'm, now scarred......... For now, I'll drop this in Sunclan, if its okay with you..."the king cheetah incanted.

He fled, pawsteps lead out of the blue with blood. Then the trail stopped as he switched rotations. Personally, he liked to hear her painful and agonizing screams, for him, he wants to hear them AGAIN...

ooc; Possibly taking the head to Sunclan and I hope this is somewhat realistic.

OOC -
Yes, he did. :p
'tis is thee best death evah!

ooc; I'll possibly put this head in Sunclan or an enemy Clan. ^^
I have no idea what to do with this head, but, yeah...

tracking, most likely applying with sombra.