Posts by Auroradweller

For some reason or another, Auroradweller wanted to jump on a nearby roof. It felt as if he played this game long ago, before he was born. He padded towards the group, meowing with a friendly tone, "I want to play" He gave a small and adorable grin afterwards.

Auroradweller appeared from the ground below, turning off his ghostmode in order to announce, "Ready." This way, he wouldn't leave a scent trail on his way back from the caves, and the damage he did to the ruins underneath would throw off any scent trail he might have left.

Auroradweller knew anatomy enough to know that a cat eating chocolate means a dead cat. He meowed, "Statement number 3."

Auroradweller could only watch, without a body to act, and without lungs to scream.

"Stay with us." Oh dear, wherever night fell was Auroradweller, even if night was a proper noun!
"Stay with us!"

"Forever and ever."

"And ever and ever..."

A ghastly cat, missing his eyes and with one of his legs rotten clear off, hobbled towards the group while letting out an eerie series of meows.

"And ever and ever."

"And ever and ever."

Without a definite definition of where his legs were, with more or less black sticks that blended into the shadows that the cat(?) cast, Auroradweller's hollow eye sockets faced the wolf eye's at an even level. He meowed, with an echo in his voice.

"Want to play with us?"

Auroradweller meowed, knowing all about how to die, "Only two of the statements you said need to be truth. I'll consider the fourth an lie as well under its extraordinary circumstances required."

Auroradweller added on a third option to Venus' hospitality, meowing in the same tone with a slight swaying in his body, "Food. Water? Reeeeest..."

Auroradweller had been tasked in passing off the art of the hunt for his task. He sat, among the camp basking under the moonlight as he called out to his (probably sleeping) clanmates, "Cats of Stormclan, come to me to learn how to kill things!" Perhaps he could have been a little less blunt, but Auroradweller didn't really care. Something about hosting a teaching session seemed oddly familiar to the cat, so he was more focused on his seemingly unjustified euphoria than on his choice of words.

"Okay okay I do good I do bery good." Auroradweller meowed before walking away, strangely normally (as if that oxymoron was surprising) to go do his task for the week.

Auroradweller scoffed. I would hate to eat something that killed me too! "Close enough, so I win." The tomcat took a moment to zone out, thinking of three statements.

Auroradweller leaned in as he made his answer, with his lips slowly uncurling and unwinding until from it came the inside of his mouth, with his face slowly turning inside out. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL of the rabbits..."

Nightwish's paw phased right through the shapeshifting cat(?), as careful application of Ghostmode was required to make the inside-out morph work in order to prevent his flesh from tearing too badly.. Auroradweller chuckled, with his organs failing to turn his skull inside out. The cat(?) meowed, "Ha ha! I'm a skeleton!"

"AH. AH. AH. THAT'S OKAY, I'M HALF BONE!!!" Auroradweller seemed unusually cheerful to have been chewed on, but maybe it was the long lost joy of companionship from somebody who didn't run away from his special version of fun. He called out to Stormclan, genuinely happy, "LET'S ALL WELCOME THE NEWCOMER AND SHOW HER OUR SKELETONS TO CHEW ON! DON'T BE SHY NOW!!!"

Auroradweller screeched into October, with an elongated muzzle that resembled a bird's bill. "I ANSWERED RIGHT FIRST SO IT'S MY TURN." He hated to be interrupted while thinking, but he had his statements aligned.

"I am going to eat October's face. An option from this selection will be chosen within the next turn, which is my own. I am going to eat my face. Choose wisely, friends."

Auroradweller laughed even harder. "What a coincidence, I was an accident!" Well, he wasn't wrong...

Auroradweller's bill opened, as he slowly started to move it to position it within good range to clasp at October's head in a given notice. Sure, October was trying to be judgmental, but it wasn't very intimidating considering that he was the thief of turns.

'That's three." Auroradweller could count, and he assumed that this would be enough to begin. Wanting not to lose anyone, he meowed, "Let's go outside the camp and practice on prey."

Auroradweller was furious. So furious that his bill couldn't let much out for the first thirty seconds except make a horrible, almost demonic scream, rippling throughout the cat(?)'s body as he lost control over what form he was supposed to live in Stormclan with, pushing his limbs towards the back of his body. The cat(?) stood up with the elongated body, using the usual long, slender arms to give himself added support as his ears turned into extra mouths, so that midst the screaming he could meow, "* U BOB! YOU'RE NOT CHEATING ME!!!" The cat twisted his eyes towards Tadpolepaw, adding to the screech, "It's still my turn. Answer the question or faces get eaten!" He was so furious he accidentally gave away the key to solving the issue non-voilently.

//This is much more fun writing than it should be.

Auroradweller appreciated the chance at company, but if she wanted a tour she was asking the wrong cat. He meowed, "Ah ha ha. I can't show you a tour besides the camp. You see, I don't have time to explore all of the territory, and what little time would be allowed for touring would be spent too much by me falling in love with you. I'm sure if it means getting away from me, there are plenty of others who would happily show you around, though. If there's no other option, though, I'll accept." How strangely meta of Auroradweller...

Auroradweller meowed with one of his mouths casually to the spirit, "Sort of. This isn't game. Games have rules. Methinks romantics trying to butter each other up than play game, to learn who would have best kits with each other than play game. They get mad when I point out that they cheat me. They mad because they cheat me. I mad because they cheat me. They mad because I mad. I mad because they mad that I mad at them cheating me. He threaten to exile me but I will just be a pile of goo next morning so cobbledash. Two truths and a lie. You know game, stranger? Here are round options: I will eat cheater's face. The next choice will be made for one of these options because it is my turn. I will eat my own face. Simple, no? But Stormclan be xenophobic to us... Stormclan want friends with itself. No care for spirits walking along border that can't choose where they rise from. Stormclan no offer help... Stormclan mock. Stormclan shun. Stormclan. . . evil." Us? What little slither of sanity was left within Auroradweller started to struggle among several voices within the broken soul calling for blood. He scoffed, feeling the greater disconnection with his emotions and rationality as his spirit's true form started to manifest physically, morphing his body into a much more monstrous form by the second.

If they couldn't handle a game, then their law of exiling him would be useless. Their potential dictate of life and death would be the same, falling to a greater power as anger manifested into plots of terror, ironically seeing itself only as an ambassador of justice, yet timid to go all-in and destroy the clan that it reluctantly woke up in against his will.

Crying for a voice, deep down, was the voice of sanity within this soul, not wanting to lose control. Not wanting to attack and devour a face. Not wanting to snap. As the talks continued, as he was reprimanded for trying to follow the rules of a game. During the game.
After the game, things would be different. Things had to be different. No more cats. No more outcries. No more spontaneous attacks. He could just run in a field, regain his sanity, then fall asleep before the sun rose. Yes, there was always that option.

The voice turned into weeping, quieting down until its volume failed to surpass a murmur, ready to let go at a moment's notice.

//ic opinions.