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 Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 6:44 pm
The predator was quick to attack her prey. She tore at skin, blood-splattered fur ripped slowly while the prey let a terrible scream fill the air. Lithium was a child, but she knew more than that of a child, and she thought like the beast she truly was. Many moons had passed since her last transformation, and during that time, she learned more than she bargained for. But she developed her skills, and now she stood strong and firm as her muscles became clearly seen, and her eyes glowed with the hate she carried, because for her, nothing was all female or pretty. She didn't have to care of those things. With her fearsome appearance, beauty was something that was blown away long ago.
Slowly, she rose, gaze burning into the dead creature. Blood soaked her fur, causing a strange tint of sickly-colors to mix together with the dark crimson and dark purple light purple fur. She didn't shake it off, enjoying the feel of warm on cold fur. Then, she tilted her head and walked away, leaving the bloody-creature to rot. If anyone found it, she left a clear trail of bloody paw prints for them to follow. And if they did follow, she grinned, and enjoyed the violent images of other two creatures as they lay sprawled near her. And all she did was lick her paw, look towards them, and smile like a innocent, young female kit would do.
Her grin faded as quickly as it came, and she looked off towards the horizon. The colors of red, and orange, and yellow blew together in a mixture of hypnotizing colors. Clearly the sun was coming up and she saw it, the blinding white circle slowly climbed the sky. Soon, every little creature, even the big ones, would be lurking around. She worked better at night, and with light, she figured she would have to go find a cave or a den to take shelter in until day light faded. And if she didn't, then trudging around in the light was her only option.
And by her gaze as her eyes glared, she preferred the latter.
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 7:17 pm
Oooooh, smell all that blood! So yummy, tasty, pretty. Kurohi wanted to see where it was, since it was so close. Well, Ro wanted to see it really. Ku was still non-present ever since Ro and Hi nearly killed Malchik, and Hi was being the lazy p***k he always was. But Ro was in control, so he'd go find the source of it. After all, it was pretty fresh. Actually, very fresh.
The small mix of white, blue, and black, innocent looking like any other, stalked through the area by following his nose. By just looking at the small creature, one would just expect him to be as innocent like any other kit. But if one was to talk to him and survive, they'd see who --not, what-- he really was. A schizophrenic with multiple personalities with sadistic homicide tendencies. He;d killed his fair share of Ulaya before, or injured others. Actually, Ro had been the one to do that. Ku was the meek little baby that had locked himself away after an incident involving Ro and Hi nearly killing his sister, Malchik, blaming the whole thing on himself. And Hi was the icy cold jerk who would insult you and your family all in one short breath, and then mentally break you down with another. His gait right now was that of the hyena who had just found a meal. Rushing, but stalking to the corpse.
"Well, ain't that a sight for sore eyes, eh?" The kit asked himself as he approached the mangled corpse of who knows what. Blood soaked deformed by teeth and claws, Ro approached without hesitation, sniffing at the blood. Mmm...delicious. He began to drink quickly and deeply, lapping up the still open wounds. Red plasma began to coat his tongue, and started flicking onto his muzzle. He'd have to clean that later; a blood-stained muzzle wouldn't seduce an adult into a trap.
Wait...what was that smell? More blood? Oh goody, he hadn't gotten his fill from the corpse. Ro's black eyes swiveled, finding their target. Bloody paw marks that trailed off. So this had probably been a scrap, and the injured one had hobbled off somewhere, probably dead by now.
"I wonder if their blood is as equally delicious?" Ro mused, voice like a hoarse snake. He licked the blood prints as he followed them, noticing that the blood tasted the same. Family quarrel? No, even brothers and sisters had different tasting blood. Then again, he'd never tasted the blood of twins...
And that's when he hit the furry mass of purple. Yeesh, some idiots. He blinked, his eyes now a clear crystal. "Hey, retard, get out of the way." Hi said flatly, his voice as icy as a frozen-over droplet of water.
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 7:44 pm
And the latter she surely preferred. If she expected someone to run into her, nonetheless a psycho, she would have prepared herself. But, unfortunately for her, luck wasn't something she easily came by, and usually was left with the misfortunes of bad luck. Sadly, after long of no luck, she grew used to it, so hearing what she wanted was a surprise she let stay dormant. Instead, her eyes narrowed further and she tilted her head, back still faced towards Ro, as if she hadn't heard a word he spoke. She giggled innocently from where she sat, voice deceived her true intentions as she acted the part of innocent little girl.
When she turned to face him, eyes wide with curiosity, she blinked childishly and wagged her tail. The blood that stained her fur made her look dysfunctional. With the child demean she acted, all the crimson liquid did was deceive her childish behavior. She realized it, it was what she wanted. She wanted him to see how she truly looked when she became monstrous from hunger, and see the beast she was, but this wasn't the half of it compared to the night she became even more of a monster.
Lithium smiled innocently, and asked, "What if I don't want to?" ever so quietly, ever so dangerous. She blinked her eyes swift times as she looked at him, head tilted in a manner that she couldn't resist but widened that smile of her's.
And she continued to stare at him. Her smile was creepy in every way possible, and she couldn't help it. He was the perfect one. The one who acted the part of tough guy, saving then killing the 'damsel in distress'. Funny how she thought of it, but once she was done with him, he would forget that part and continue on a more bloody path. Where he was, he just threw innocent comments at everyone.
"Oh," she started. "and your comments are weak. Say something that will make me angry." She giggled, closed her eyes momentarily, and continued to wag her tail.
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 8:33 pm
Wow, this little girl was more screwed up than he was. Sure, she looked cute, if you ignored the creepy smile and the blood covering her. Ro was wrong, again. Idiot. This little female was the one who made that corpse, obviously. But Ro would probably find that attractive...sick freak. Sometimes he actually missed Ku being in control, but that would never end up happening, not after Malchik.
Oh, was that...attitude? Heh, a dysfunctional child with a smart mouth to boot. Of course, he was still a child physically, but not mentally. Not even Ro was mentally a child. Ku was, but who cares about Ku, worthless baby couldn't do anything worth a pile of fish poop.
Anyway, there was a more pressing matter at hand, the demented little girl that sat in front of him presently. Were those...muscles under her fur? Yeesh, just what was this chick anyway? Not that he was scared, just slightly creeped out by this weird purple female.
Oh, did she just threaten him? Well, he didn't want to break anyone today, but since she invited him to...
"Hey, whore, I said move. Or have you been screwed up the butt so much that it hurts just to move your scrawny little legs? Or is it that you're mentally retarded and can't understand what I'm saying?" Hi snipped, icy voice chilling the air around them. "Or maybe a combination of both, a mentally retarded whore? I never would have thought anything could of sunk this low, but now that I've seen you, things obviously can. You're lower than rock bottom, you know that? Now move before I shove you aside, brat." He glared at her. More like a narrowing of his brow, really. Emotion wasn't something Hi showed.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 5:51 pm
Demented she may be, Lithium still remembered her past as clear as a dime. With a past as horrid as her's it was a wonder that she still managed to get around without acting literally hostile and violent as he, but the innocent, kind, and most of all sweet she pulled off before throwing herself at the prey. Right now, she was waiting for the right time to strike, but this kit was nothing like the others. If she could compare herself to him, she would compliment; they were more alike than she bargained for.
She blinked again. The emotions she read on his face were golden. That creepiness, oh, she treasured it. To see that look was what she wanted from everyone most of the time. They usually ended up confused, and that was what separated him from the rest.
He wasn't confused, or, nonetheless, scared. The ability to be standing in front of him was like a blessing. To meet someone that could stand up to her was, truly, exciting, and her fur crawled with joy.
Like a child, her smile turned into a frown at the name-calling.
And she shook it off, her sick grin resurfacing as she chose her answer well.
"I prefer the latter," she said sickly, tapping her claws against the ground lightly. "what do you prefer?"
Yeah, she was having fun.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 6:35 pm
This girl...was insane. No, past insane, she was a freak without a leash. Her eyes said it all: She was twisted, screwed up on the inside, a ravenous hunger that was as insatiable as he was unstable. A predatory ferality exploded from her pupils, a blood lust lurking in it. She was like Ro in a way, always on the hunt and constantly seeking blood and torture. Hi, however, was certainly put off by this girl. He preferred the verbal and mental weapons opposed to the tangible.
The...latter? What did he prefer? Was she just trying to piss him off or something? Hot anger flickered like a screeching alarm in his crystal eyes as his brow knitted slightly tighter. His hackles rose a centimeter, lips hardly nudging themselves back. Anger...it felt slightly good. Ro called it being pissed off, what a weird way of putting it.
"What do I prefer?" He snapped, smirk slightly prevailing his angry frown. "I'll tell you what I prefer you stupid little hooker. I prefer that you get your malformed little dike a** out of my sight as soon as possible, lest I bring out my friend who will somehow manage to make your uglier than you are now, but only after I crush what little piece of mentality you have left and you start babbling more gibberish than a mental retard with a bad case of Tourette's and Schizophrenia." He smirked inwardly at this, remembering that Kurohi's collective mind all had symptoms of the latter.
"Now move before I get angry."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 7:24 pm
How far would she get under his skin? Lithium didn't know. He was at breaking point. Obviously, with the state he was in, another remark would throw him off enough. She wouldn't mind a good fight, but she didn't want to bloody up her pelt more. Yes, she actually didn't want to get more dirty than she was, and right now she urged herself to say something else. The temptation was clear, it was there, and she was going to take it no matter what the cause was. She wouldn't have a chance like this everyday, so why not?
His anger sparked an anger in her too, and she showed it. Her teeth gritted together defensively as she finally felt his comments grind into her. Now she was going to kill him. He was going too far. A hooker? Hah, she wasn't nothing compared to what he was.
She snapped back with a hiss. Claws dug into the ground now, tail lashed, she responded. "What is your friend?" She said humorously, a disturbing image coming to her. If they weren't about to kill each other, she would have burst out laughing. "Your," she glanced down towards something she did have a clear view of, blinked at him, and snorted. "own diseases?"
"My answer, sweetheart, is a no stamped brightly on my forward. Because honey, with your arrogance, it's easy to say why your parents abandoned you, or, everyone else who hates you."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 7:55 pm
This girl was disturbing to the point of pissing him off. Heck, he was already pissed off. Taking a threat as some kind perverted joke! Ha! What an idiot! This retarded little hooker was stupider than he thought!
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"What...did you just say?" Facial expression changed from slight smirk to all out snarl, black lips thinned, nearly invisible along the contrasting white muzzle. Crystal eyes now tinted with black and blue, brow knitted into deep crevices of hatred. All muscles were tensed, claws completely revealed, hooked claws scraping against the dirt. Cyan fur was bristled, white hot anger radiating from every strand. His voice too had changed. Icy hate was still present, but now was malevolent hatred and sadistic blood lust. A demonic rupture of three voices harmonized in Hell.
"You dare speak...of my parents? Of my loved ones? I'll make sure you don't move...your body's going to rot where you stand!" Kurohi roared, tricolor eyes pulsating a red unanimous hate.
Ku, chained by guilt, had broken free from his mental prison by this kit's words. He hated her for even mentioning mother, father, or all others he cared about. He commanded this body and voice, he was backed by his other two personas at the time being. Ro was just pissed off enough by this little girl's chit-chatting and meaningless words. He wanted her blood! And Hi, Hi felt hate for the very first time. And he liked it.
With a leap, Kurohi bore down on the kit, snarl ripping his face. He would tear her limb from limb!
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