City Lights<->Semi-Lit Alley Cat Roleplay [Open :3]

[MintCat]

Muse paused, her eyes wide and her tiny figure shaking. What was she going to do? It’s not like she could talk, or anything. Suddenly getting an idea, she took a step foreword, then collapsed on the building, giving all of her energy to manage a quiet whimper.

Cleo nodded, beaming. Picking up the mouse, she trotted after Robin, mewing, “Mebbe we should hang shmeting oher da entwance?”

(Wb.)

(Muse is with Fleck.... I'm just gonna pretent nothing happened and randomly place Quicksilver with Morde!)

Quicksilver sighed. Looking at Moredecai, she asked, "Are you hungry? Wanna get something to eat? You still haven't shown me around yet, and it's getting dark...." She added, slightly fretful as she looked around the alleyway they were in, taking in the dark, looming shadows that hung over them like a storm cloud.

[xX¤~»Shannon«~¤Xx]

Username:Chelsea Grin Fan
Cat's Name: Bullet
Gender:Female
Age: 12 Moons
Description:
[b]Personality: Nice, caring, can be snappy, has a short temper and loves to fight.
[b]Skills: She can run, dodge and fight swiftly and quickly.
[b]Weakness: She doesnt like others making fun of her and has a soft spot for love.
[b]History:She was born as a pet, but she was fast enough to run away from her humans, through a highway with speeding cars, and travel to New York. She has a lot to learn. Her big brother, Chase, named her for her speed. She beleives she gets her speed from Chase.
Kin:Chase
Mate/Crush:None Yet
Other: None

Username:Chlesea Grin Fan
Cat's Name:Chase
Gender:Male
Age:26 Moons
Description:
[b]Personality:Nice, caring, loyal, short tempered at times, bold
Skills:He can run really fast, just like Bullet and he has a thing about being Loyal and Never breaking rules unless really needed
Weakness:His sister
[b]History:Ran away with Bullet
Kin:Bullet
Mate/Crush:None
Other:None

[shadow;]

Alyx walked down the side walk, crouched close to a building wall. She was terrified humans would stop, so she hurried. He lilac-tortishell coat was smudged with grime from the alleys and gardbage she'd been eating. Her ears were flicked back, and she kept tripping over her tail, which kept getting under her hind paws.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

R a g e
He chuckled. "Yes, s'ppose we are, then." He nodded. Rage was a rare name for a cat. Not that he'd gotten it from his mother. Actually, it had been when he was a house-cat, wayy back when as a kit. He'd often go into littl fits of rage when he didn't get something he wanter. Temper tantrums, of the sort. Gorwling and hissing and spitting at his owners, even though he was a tiny kit. So the nickname 'Rage' stuck. And he kept it with him, even after he left. He stood as well, dipping his head to the she-cat politely. "Well then, goodnight Turtle. It was nice to meet you. Not often you come around friendly cats around here." He said, offering a small smile. Shuffling his paws, he spoke again. "Well, err...uh, good luck. I hope we meet again sometime." He mumbled. With that said, he nodded to her, and turned, back towards the end of the alleyway, which in fact was a dead end, not and alleyway. Over in the corner was some wooden boxes discarded, in which he slept most of the time.

Turtle nodded to him and turned to go, but under her breath she muttered "Not often at all. In fact, you still haven't." With a delicate, carefully judged leap she managed to scramble to the top of a broad fence and down over the other side, making her way into and then across an abandoned parking lot. Weeds had grown up from the cracks of the blacktop and and all manner of garbage was scattered around- several boxes that cats slept in, as well as other more useless junk. She was careful not to trod on any scrap metal; Turtle had heard stories about cats who cut themselves on cans only to freeze up and die. Deadlock, her mum had called it. The formal name was tetris, or something like that. It sounded bad. Turtle didn't want to catch it, in any case. So she was careful. After she made her way across the lot she ducked into one alley, and crossed from there into another, and followed that all the way out of the downtown area. The tall buildings stopped abruptly and suburbia spread out before her. Turtle clawed her way up into the first tree she found and settled herself in a tight nook between two thick branches. She was full, and that made her sleepy. She didn't want to be attacked in the middle of the night, so she would sleep here instead, and return in the morning.

[duckteeth]

[I'm sorry, but I don't think your writing is up to the level we require here.]

Zeus' cries sounded so much like the voice of Klim that Squirrel opened her eyes. Instead of seeing the actual fight occuring, Squirrel saw Zeus as Klim and Fish Bones as a human somehow. She wasn't going to let Klim get hurt again. Not again. Never again. Screaming furiously, she leapt at Fish Bones, anger giving her power. He body slammed onto his back, sending him crashing onto the ground. Fur and blood flew as she began to shred his back with her claws.

Fish Bones screamed in agony, freeing a paw and batting about wildly in front of him. He had been wrong, so so wrong, about fighting this cat. These cats. He wasn't even sure who was attacking him so brutally, one eye was useless and the other was splattered with blood. "GET OFF!" he screeched, trying to get whoever was on his back off.

[MintCat]

(Reply to Quicksilver...?)

[duckteeth]

[Ohgod, sorry Dx]

Mordecai looked around, stub of a tail twitching as he noted the time of day. "We should probably try to find some place to stay the night, first. Some place not taken..." he meowed, alert to any movements in the alley. He jumped as his stomach gave a growl, relaxing as he realized that the noise wasn't coming from some hostile cat. "Maybe we should eat..."

[munchkinchu]

[Since I have no idea which cat is where.. I'm setting up mine in a random place! xD]

Aspen

Aspen purred, satisfied by today's menu. She was located in an dark ally behind a small Italian restaurant, her body lying on the crates built up in towers. The owner was a really nice man to directly give her leftovers instead of throwing them into dumpster first. Aspen really didn't like messing up her fluffy fur. A white pigeon landed down, picking the crumbs she-cat has left. The tricoloured she-cat watched it curiously, as she was deciding whether to hunt it down or not. Stretching out her right paw, sharp claws were visible for a second. Aspen sighed, alerting the white pigeon of her presence. The bird flew away with Aspen's gaze locked on it. "Well now, if I wasn't stuffed.." the she-cat softly meowed for herself.

Sushi

His body rested on the partly rotten wooden floor. The dirt was everywhere, mixing up with his short fur. His ears were waiting for any signs of movement, but all he could hear were people on the streets. After some time, when his body felt numb enough, Sushi got up and sniffed the air. Dust that has piled up for years, filled up his nose, making him cough. He didn't quite understand why he always returned to this place. Was it because of his kithood memories or did he simply like to torture himself? The attic was in mess. Dirt, dust, unwanted and forgotten thing were lying all over the place, making it more hostile than it was. But one god thing about it was food. Over the past years, with no one to control them, mice have multiplied enormously. Every time he was hungry and not too far away, he would drop by for a quick and easy meal. But this day, something was different.. Sushi couldn't hear anything, not even a scratch of their tiny claws. He stretch out, waking up his spindle muscles and decided to go out.

[duckteeth]

[I'm just going to throw Duncan in somewhere...if anyone wants their cat to meet him, go ahead.]

A mottled black and white-ish form slunk along the side of a low building, trying it's best to say unseen. Duncan's large size was never very useful when it came to sneaking around unnoticed. Pausing, he lifted his nose to the air and tried to find the scent of something edible. Cigarette smoke, car fumes, pee, perfume, pizza, rubber, minty gum...wait! Pizza! Focusing on the scent of pizza, he jumped off the brick wall as soon as an open dumpster came into view. The trash made a soft sigh as his bulk hit it, letting off some nasty smelling air right in the tom's face. Duncan coughed and wrinkled his nose, but began to paw around. Pizza, pizza pizza.... The scent had definitely been coming from here. Foul scents bombarded his nose and he decided he needed a breath of clean air. With a leap he exited the awful smelling dumpster, only to find himself landing in a nearly empty pizza box. "Pizza!" He meowed, feeling successful as he began to chew on the slightly tough slice he found.

[MintCat]

Muse paused, her eyes wide and her tiny figure shaking. What was she going to do? It’s not like she could talk, or anything. Suddenly getting an idea, she took a step foreword, then collapsed on the building, giving all of her energy to manage a quiet whimper.

Cleo nodded, beaming. Picking up the mouse, she trotted after Robin, mewing, “Mebbe we should hang shmeting oher da entwance?”

(Wb.)

As the tom landed on the dumpster, a pure black head popped out, glaring at him with ebony-coloured eyes. "Hey!" Black hissed, "That was my smell, moldy, slightly rotten pizza...." Talk lashing, she drew a paw over her ear. "Geez..." She muttered, making sure it was loud enough for the tom to hear, "I can't believe this.... Just when I thought I got a good spot to live in, marking this place so that any cat with common sense could scent it, and then this guy comes along...."
(She wasn't really doing much with Twinkle and Tannaheare, so.... She magicly teleported!)

Quicksilver nodded, blue eyes bright. "Well, we could either look around in the dumpsters for something, or you can tell me where there is good hunting and I can catch something for you-" At this, she flicked her fluffy tail on Mordecai's nose, smirking slightly, "Or, we can hunt together somewhere.... I don't really like looking in dumpsters for food, there might be something dangerous in there...."