Evil CaC Coffee Shop - Fulfilling every villian's needs! -

[Dinolil1]

Welcome, Welcome...This is all the villains of all the clans gather, to this coffee ship, located in a dismal corner of the woods. Every cat who comes here is of all different shapes, sizes, looks and clans but they all have something in common...a burning desire to cause evil, mischief, despair, trauma and heartache. We are the EVIL and boy...are we proud of it.

Rules! And Yes, I know we are anarchists but come on...we're not barbarians!

- Be nice to everyone
- Don't bully
- No arguing
- All Tess and Nick's rules apply
- The original CaC thread's rules apply

[krazykitty00]

In saunters Thistlethorn, head raised high and proud, her sister Nettlefoot walking silently behind her, a critical eye on the coffee shop that has been beckoning to them since it's creation.

[MockSun]

"It will be fine. I just want to see what this is all about, okay?" Bramblepaw guided her brother Dovepaw close behind her, eyes wide with curiosity. Ivykit and Spiderkit trailed close behind them, magically, despite being maybe a moon old.

(Which of you four is going to be evil, oh man.)

[hazilnut]

Malloweyes was already chilling on the bar stool, her paws around a steaming cup of coffee. Black of course, no milk, no sugar, just like her soul. She swiveled around to face the new-comers, a grin that would have been pleasant if it wasn't so icy plastered on her muzzle. "I see a few new faces here, how about we begin to introduce ourselves?" Behind her sat Cedarslash and her apprentice Burntpaw. The warrior didn't seem quiet so sure on being here, murmuring something about having to meet Sleetfoot soon but made no move to leave.

[Dinolil1]

Swanfoot padded into the coffeeshop, she'd been going there for days, and was comfortable inside the cafe, with its dimly lit rooms and strong smell of brewing coffee. Her mate, Rippedears, on the other hand was fairly new to it but despite being a rookie, he had the makings of a brutal warrior, willing to kill to climb his way to the top, no matter how much he drowned in blood. The battle scarred warrior turned to spot two warriors entering the coffeeshop. He recognized them as Thistlethorn and Nettlefoot. Lashing his tail, Rippedears grinned at them, opening his mouth to speak when Swanfoot silenced him with a frosty look. Burrpaw and Cootpaw sat huddled by the entrance, gazing at Swanfoot. Turning to Malloweyes, Swanfoot smiled. ''I've got some newbies here...my mate, Rippedears and these two fools, Burrpaw and Cootpaw.'' She purred, maliciously. ''We're not fools!'' Cootpaw cried out, glaring at Swanfoot. Burrpaw grunted in response. ''Then why did you follow us!?'' Rippedears snarled.

[hazilnut]

"Welcome to Dark Forest's, the bitter alternative to Starclanbucks. But isn't everything good in life bitter? And by good I mean bad of course." Mallowgaze chuckled and lept down from her stool, spine creaking with audible pops of age. Rolling her shoulders the elder padded towards the two apprentices and scanned them over with piercing green-glass shards. "They're getting younger these days. Good, very good." "You're just getting older," Burntpaw huffed as she shuffled past to say hello to Bramblepaw and Dovepaw. She wasn't even sure why she was here, she didn't even like coffee! But Cedarslash had claimed it important for her training so she had come. "What's up? Why the heck are there kits here? Kits are no fun." Malloweyes frowned dangerously but didn't remark on the subject. There would be plenty of time to deal with the apprentice later. "So what will everyone be having?"

[MockSun]

Bramblepaw didn't know why she felt so concerned about what these cats thought of her, but she felt the need to try and save face. She frowned slightly, glancing at her brother. "Dovepaw, I think she has a point. Caffeine's bad for kits, and I'm sure Sagenose and Smokeclaw are worried about them. I'll meet you back home."

The gray tom had already felt uneasy about this place - by the time they'd noticed Ivykit and Spiderkit trailing behind them, they were too far from camp to turn back. "... okay." He agreed after a moment. "But come home soon." It was closer to a plea than an order, or even a request. The atmosphere in this place was all wrong. Everyone's body language seemed to say they were about to pounce, and the way that green-eyed cat talked about them... there were too many red flags popping up, he'd take the kits home before any serious damage was done. He walked out a little too quickly, and Bramblepaw narrowed her eyes in annoyance. Dovepaw was making her look bad in front of all the cool cats here!

"... he'll come around, I'm sure." The young apprentice offered almost sheepishly, but she tried to sell it with confidence. "I'm sorry about him. Dovepaw's always been a bit of a mood killer. My name's Bramblepaw of CoveClan."

[hazilnut]

Burntpaw shrugged. "Sounds like Webpaw. He wouldn't come either, said something about caffeine stunting his growth but he's about as much fun as a day old fish on a hot afternoon. Cool to meet you, I'm Burntpaw from Beechclan expect I'm not a air-head like the rest of 'em."

"Burntpaw..."

"Oh come off it Cedarslash, you never liked it either!" The warrior glanced between her apprntice and Malloweyes who was busying herself with a rattling cart stacked high with cups of coffee. The elder who had always seemed to take the sham so seriously seemed unconcerned and Cedarslash relaxed a little. She didn't want those eyes raking her pelt again.

"Well I'm liking your attitude even less." Burntpaw just tched and flicked her tail.

[MockSun]

Bramblepaw shifted her weight slightly, standing up straighter to try and look a bit taller. "I didn't get to go to the Gathering, but Mapleleaf was grumbling about how Sorrelstar seemed a bit..." What was the polite way to word it? "... excessive." She decided. She hadn't thought much of it at the time, but the ginger tabby had been muttering about how there was no way Sorrelstar was being genuine, and Heatherstar had disagreed in a hushed tone. Hey, maybe she could get some information on what BeechClan was really like! She thought of how the entire clan would be proud of her and gathered her determination. See, she'd show Dovepaw. This was far from a waste of time.

She hopped onto a wooden stool, awkwardly suppressing a flinch when it creaked under her weight. She looked back at the other brown tabby apprentice with a slight smile. "So, Burntpaw. Seeing as I'm new here, what would you recommend?" Bramblepaw had never drunk coffee before, but that didn't concern her. She could fake it, easy. Just had a bluff a little bit like Kitepaw, she was always so good at this.

[Dinolil1]

Swanfoot flicked her tail, and watched the apprentices closely. ''I want you to meet Burrpaw and Cootpaw'' She purred, her voice as smooth as honey and as sly as a serpent. She motioned for the siblings to come over, turning to Bramblepaw with a sickly smile. ''These two are Burrpaw and Cootpaw, and they will be joining you for a wonderful Dark Forest's experience!'' She crowed proudly, sipping her black beverage, soothing her parched throat. ''Sure, it's not glamorous but it's java is worth killing for!'' She purred. ''Plus...free wifi!'' Swanfoot added, almost as an afterthought, turning to Rippedears, looking for some agreement. The scarred warrior nodded, not really paying attention. He swaggered up to Cedarslash, sneering at the other warrior. ''You think you're tough?''