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"Finally! Has my fur greyed any? I think it might have with how long it took you to get here." Vasilica was joking of course, her fondness for the old tom was evident in her eyes. She had no idea what she would do without him. "Fausty here is in need of a trainer. He wants to take his father's place as Gaurd Master, however he lacks the training necessary to take him down. I was curious if you had anyone to train at the moment. I would prefer it be you, but I understand if you're too busy with..... other matters."

Liiiiike. Hmm how to explain.

Say A cat named Bruno ran the bar. and a cat named Nancy ran the brothel, well say they got together and had babies, their kits could be the staff needed for their buisnesses, and whatnot.

"Lonely? I suppose everyone is lonely aren't they? You're born alone, you die alone. Everyone's lonely, aren't they?" Normally he would be one to ponder these thoughts, though he was in a hurry to get on with impregnating the world. First would be his new found mate, Sola Mortem. "Well now we can be lonely together, surrounded by our pride. Sound good to you?" His words were spoken as a promise though they had been spoken as a question. From here on out it was his duty to protect her, to take care of her needs, and to support the Elite with her. Leaning in to take her scruff in his jaws, he made the promise to himself that if he ever did find the meaning of love, he would share it with this female.

Maybe, I don't know if I'd trust a slave to do what they're told without making a run for it though.

Hmm, well I'm up for any idea as long as its realistic and possible. And we can come up with a way to make it popular.

- fade to black, and they had a tea party, la la la-

Pride inflated the tomcat's chest as he leapt off of her. Forever she would be his, and forever they would have kits together. There was something warming about that. Having a companion for the rest of his life, they're life. Overcome by the feeling the tomcat leaned in to aim to lick Sola's face in thanks.

"I suppose, I should be going? You will let me know when your ready to give birth and what not. Or perhaps go on a journey with me? I really have no idea what couples do for entertainment, I'm afraid..." He let his words trail off hoping that she would have the answers to his questions. Never had Grey been so useless. Growing up he had never taken heed of those lovers around him. It had always been The Guard for him, that these new events were extremely strange to him.

Oh thank the daemons, she was clueless too. "Oh well, wonderful! See you then?" With that said the tom left the secluded doorway with a lot more than he came with. This life would be an interesting one.

Grey is spreading the love around, so soon a bunch of his kits will be up for soldiering. [/bookmarking]

"Sure, guy, whatever." Grey nodded his head in the general direction of his overlord. He had other things on his mind, like the new law Vasilica had just set in place.

[ooc: very poor muse. xP]

b♥rdy wrote:

If it's something small, I guess the cat might set something down, and if it's small, the "pit-pocket-er" could hide it in it's mouth?

It could have the main entrance, where there could be a "bar", where catnip could be supplied for a trade, and the games could be betting, where you would bet merchandise on whether or not a set of dice would land on a certain pairing, or something like betting on whether the sum of the dots would equal a certain number. There could also be pit fighting where two fighters could be pit against each other for bets. And it could have a whole big security and stuff. Then there could be a twisty little passage, and a much larger cavern where the black market could be, with a hidden exit.
For the password, it could be a riddle or something. *random idea*

We'd have to be very specific not to make inappropriate threads for a Brothel.

Also, cats can read or write. :] And unless a person did it, they couldn't be declawed.

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UHM, SO I JUST MET YOU, AND THIS IS CRAZY....
Username: Birdy/Beewing
Dog's name: Miss Gee Gee
Dog's former alliance: Sheep herder
Dog's job: Deputy
Dog's biography: (no where in this biography can you mention the black market as it is only just begining now, no backwritten at all)

Female
Two and a half years

A black tri Australian Shepherd. She seems to be mirrored on both sides, with white dipped paws on all four, with brownish tan going around up to her elbow and then going around to cover up to her under arms. She has a white splotch on her chest with a brown marks on both sides of that. The rest of her body is completely black, down to her tail stub. Gee Gee has chocolate brown eyes.

She comes off very polite, sometimes. Usually she is very snarky and looks down on people. It is only those she actually places above her that she is more respectful, otherwise she will be somewhat of a b****. Just remember that she's politely snarky. She is kinda like a head maid in a way, a very stereotypical head maid. If she is not in charge of things, she goes crazy. She enjoys math and will go crazy if she needs to share a sort of responsibility, like someone saying she's not good enough.

Before she was to join the Black Market she worked on a farm herding sheep and cattle, she was very good at her job, but one day the master was not leaving his dwelling. Finally, men came and took his body away. Thinking something bad was happening, Gee Gee escaped from the farm before they could sell her.

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Deputy is deiced in game. But if you had a back up idea of what she could do for now.

Or sell them, or give them to the Elite.

Added on up.

Thank you guys for being so epic with the ideas. ^^

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Brown brindle tabby with white. Amber eyes.

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Seven RPers.

Yew has decided that for plotness she'll be adopting out one of her characters. New people are especially encouraged to try out, activeness and good grammar are the only requirements for trying out.

Appearance: She looks exactly like Columbine, the first leader of the Elite. Except for the missing toe on her right forepaw. She's a dilute calico.

Personality: Feign is gay. Her attention span only lasts for 3-7 posts. Personality wise she's arrogant and takes every opportunity to shove the fact that she's Columbine reincarnate in people's faces. Especially since she lost her memory, and no longer remembers that she introduced herself when she did.She's not the smartest cookie of the bunch. Any one can have her.

History: Feign, the intended vessel for Columbine, the first leader of The Elite. She managed to boot Columbine's invading spirit out, but not before there were more than a few changes. Namely, her appearance. No one in the world knows that Feign is a fake, not even Feign herself. She was born into the Tribe of Many Storms and learned about her "identity from an early age." Since then she's been a pain in the neck.

During the recent rebellion she decided to take off, splitting from the actual rebellion force to live with just she and her servants. (Which may or may not still be around, likely not) Since then she had been wandering about aimlessly.

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Bubba is going to be taking this over for me, as well as RPing Berlin. ((: If you guys are up for it though, I'm sure we can start setting things up in RP.