Kitty Island V.2 :: Mods Please Lock

[V for Vendetta.]

Can I buy some species changing potion?

[Toxi+Bbun]

Can I buy some species changing potion?

Sure! And please don't double post.

-Toxi

[V for Vendetta.]

Thank you. And sorry, I'd forgotten

[Natey-Night]

Username:XxRomanoxX
Your Cat: Akuma (I can't get a picture up, my archive link is here though viewtopic.php?f=58&t=967406&start=20#p25399616)
Gender: Male
Partner: Avain
Partner's Cat Gender:Female

Accepted! I'll get started!

Ohhhh, I would like a fluffy tailed with wings. Sorry 'bout that.

Sounds good! I'll get to work.

-Toxi

Let me know if you want me to do anything. But I can do it on weekends mainly ^^

[V for Vendetta.]

Can I turn Paradox into a Mercat?

[Thranduil's Elk]

Year Of The Dragon!
Username:Randy Orton is #2
Kitty NameMason:
Kitty Gender: Male
Story:Mason was a regular house cat but a magical fairy visted him one day. The fairy told him that he could become the magical dragom cat of China. He decieded to give it a try and loved it. Now he still lives watching over China. His new misson is to find a mate so new cat-dragon can take his place in about 20 years(cat-dragons live for bout 1000 years)

[pep]

Year Of The Dragon!
Username:
Hazelwish

Kitty Name:
Bolin {meaning gentle rain in Chinese}

Kitty Gender:
Male

Story:
"Bolin!"
A small black cat stirred in his petite red bed, a comfortable one lined with a silk blanket. Chinese dragons danced around the edges, their reddish figures either straight, twisted, or seemingly dancing. The black cat shifted his weight, his ears a matching midnight black, his nose a pale pink, and whiskers a boring black to match the cat.
"Bolin! Wake up!"
The black cat groaned in resistance, but obeyingly shifted his light weight around in the bed. The cat groggily brought himself to his tiny paws, letting out a petite yawn as he stood and shook out his pelt. He blinked open two ice blue orbs shining like shards of ice in the moonlight.
"Finally, Bolin! You couldn't take long enough?"
Bolin rolled his eyes in sarcasm. He wasn't too amused at his brother's failed joke. The black cat's blue eyes gazed over to his other three brothers, still deeply encased in a beautiful slumber. Bolin found his family to be quite ordinary, but always felt completely unique in himself. "I'm sorry, Ai. Sometimes I have to sleep in," Bolin answered his midnight black brother, the tom's green eyes glaring into Bolin's icy ones.
"We're going to miss the boats." Ai snapped, darting like an arrow to the back door, where a steady dog door hung from the small metal hinges: for the chihuahua who was only contained outside.
Bolin suddenly perked up, his black ears rotating firmly upon his small, fox-like head. His soft pawsteps sounded against the wood floor as he trotted after his eager brother. Without a word, Bolin grinned brightly, slipping out of the door.
Ai continued after the older brother, rolling his eyes at the snoring chihuahua chained onto the doorstep. The dog laid belly-up, paws draped aside of him. Bolin simply snorted, gazing out towards the docks below.
"Come on!" Ai shrieked, making the dog snort through his snores, and then momentarily return his loud bellows in sleep.
Bolin kept pace with his excited brother as they dashed down to the docks. They could occasionally grab a fish or two. That was, if they were lucky. Usually they were banished behind crates; the cats were frowned upon at times.
That day the two cats climbed into a crate filled with plums, the dark purple fruits disguising them. The date set on the side seemed legit; it was to be released a week later. After complete reassurance from Ai, Bolin finally agreed to hide so close to the ship in the fruit-filled crate.
The cats watched curiously from cracks in the crate as boats arrived, unloaded, then departed once more. Bolin was sent giggling after a crate of apples fell into the water, but that resulted in having Ai's tail stuffed in his face.
"Shh!" Ai hissed as a man neared. "Curl up in a ball. Don't show your eyes."
Bolin did as told, shifting himself slightly so his peach-colored nose was pressed against a squishy plum. He inhaled the scent with gratitude, enjoying the satisfying smell.
"We gotta hurry up!" the man's gruff voice commanded as he jerked the crate up.
Ai went flying out of the crate; Bolin felt his brother's tail warmth leave his. The temptation to leap up and shriek his pity hit like a bullet, but was halted as the crate was thrown into the boat. It was too late to act up.
Bolin had a horrible boat ride. The ride lurched and made the crate slide, only to be kicked back by the man. The boat seemed to move ever so slowly, and it seemed they would never reach land. The alluring scent of the fruits turned heinous as the young tom vomited, his stomach lurching. He rolled away from the vomit and to the other side of the crate, keeping his eyes hidden once more.
The night was dreadful. The boat hardly moved. It was very lulling, but not to Bolin in the crate stinking of his vomit and plums, mixing for a horrible brew. The tom drifted off into slumber, cursing at Ai in his mind.
The crate was on a non-moving plot of land when Bolin awoke. The cat stumbled out of the crate uneasily, loping towards the scent of what smelled like meat and other animals. He didn't know if it was safe, but it was all he had.
Bolin wandered into a clearing with complete silence. Hundreds of cats were gathered around an empty pedestal, surrounded by lone fireworks going off. A winged cat in front hung his head, obviously depressed about something.
"Wha-what's this?" Bolin called out, stepping into the clearing. Suddenly, cheering erupted and the winged cat was shrieking with joy.
"I mean it!" the tom screamed, his words swallowed by the crowd. The winged cat cleared his throat loudly and waved his tail for silence. The crowd hushed.
"Our Chinese New Year star has arrived," the winged leader spoke in a clear, ringing voice. "From the Americas in the legendary plum crate."
The crowd erupted again, Bolin thoroughly confused as the winged cat beckoned him forward. Bolin found his paws moving forward towards the wooden stage, where the winged cat assisted Bolin onto the pedestal.
The tom stood tall on the pedestal, completely consumed by the cats' cheers. He felt like that was meant to happen to him. Apparently, it was. Bolin let a grin crack across his lips, icy gaze scanning along the crowd.
"Please welcome our Kitty Island Year of the Dragon Kitty!" the winged cat bellowed, the crowd jumping up, shrieking, and even some cats touching noses lovingly.
Suddenly, a wave of pain racked Bolin. He fell to the pedestal, the crowd still cheering. Stinging made his whiskers jolt, the inside of his ears tingle, his flank emit pain, and his nose burn.
When he managed to stand again, the winged cat drifted up to him, batting his wings easily. He held up a mirror to the young cat, showing him the magical red nose, multicolored whiskers, flank design, and the inside of his ears.
Glory was all that Bolin felt.
t h e | e n d

"When I get older, I will be stronger,
They'll call me freedom, just like a wavin' flag.
And then it goes back, and then it goes back,
And then it goes back."
-- Waving Flag- K'NAAN

[Mint Dragon]

Year Of The Dragon!
Username: -Sorbet-
Kitty Name: Dragon
Kitty Gender: Male
Story: Dragon was a fearsome cat. He had razor-sharp teeth, and ears like horns. He thought he was good enough to be a dragon. we was going to see the chinese new year dragon on the telly at new year. Chinese new year Dragon fell sick on the 20th. he called Dragon up to ask him if if he could be on the telly instead. "Of course!" he replied. Dragon had strange chinese markings on his side, that, in chinese, read 'Dragon'. He could do this!
And he did.

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY IF IT IS, AND MERRY CHRISTMAS IF YOU ARE DEMENTED!

by -Sorbet-

[*Blackberry*]

Toxi+Bbun, I send you a PM something about adoption. If you read it could please PM me?

[Toxi+Bbun]

Can I turn Paradox into a Mercat?

Sure! I'll get to work on that.

@EveryoneWhoEnteredTheContest: Thanks for entering!

I was going to say more but I forgot. *headdesk*

-Toxi