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 Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:25 pm
Scientists try and discover the effects of a stars on star cats by taking away their stars.
*Day 3 - Behavior is normal but subjects because loosing fur on tail and feathers on wings. Such quick effects! We could not have hoped to see something so early.
*2 Weeks - All fur is gone from tail and wings. Unusual deviant behavior is being exhibited only minor though, perhaps frustration from hair loss? Odd nubs have began growing on their heads.
*3 Weeks - Spikes have grown on tails and nubs have clearly become horns. Attacks amongst each other are growing more frequent. Have began separating subject's between test to ensure their own safety.
*5 Weeks - Subjects teamed up and killed smaller subject. Due to the nature of what has happened we have chosen to end the experiments fearing for the safety of the other pets and ourselves. We will give then their stars back and hope they can be rehabilitated or we will be forced to euthanize.
*5 week, day 2 - They are refusing their stars they wont even tough them, screeching when we bring them close......
The room is silent, the area however speaks volumes of itself. Shattered glass and tables turned, a horrible aftermath of death as there is body's spread out on the floor. Whatever happened here has escaped if the shattered window is any indication.
Extra notes you find on the table
The nature of Corrupted Star Cats
-The cannot breed, they only kill.
-The cannot talk well only broken speech but they do seem to be able to communicate with each other through guttural sounds.
-The stars they carry are not their own but the stars of murdered star cats who out of jealousy and rage take them.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:26 pm
 Prompt: Just go off of how you and if you so choose how your star pet(s) would react/do
Preference list: List all 4 //up, down, left, right //
RP: a requirement of 3 sentences but you have 100% creativity on what happens next :3
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Tarazet Gama Aquilae Crew
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 4:25 pm
Preference list: Left, Bottom, Top, Right
RP: Such a mess such a maddening mess. A tired hiss-like laugh was heard from the corner, the male licking his bloodstained maw, tails wriggling behind him as he pawed at the remains of a dead pure one. It had been so cute. It had been so...delicious~. His hisses resumed in an angered manner as the keeper of the chaotic one stepped near, her hands and arms shredded nearly to the bone from the violent thing.... but oddly enough it liked her enough not to kill. Not this human who only brought the pretty pretty stars, the glowing things that brought ease to him each night.
He was settled in his room, the one she set aside just for him. He saw the others in the hall, the ones pure who hadn't lost what they had naturally. He wanted their stars, but they were special to the human... and she gave him what he needed, what he wanted.
In his room he moved to his pile of shimmering stars, shaking as the new ones were placed down, smiling as the pile had grown, curling near the stolen things, the blood drying on the floor.
He was happy with his life, and he was happy to have what he had. Because it was his. He got his pretty things, even if he couldn't touch the ones outside that cried in glee.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 11:18 am
Preference list: Bottom, Left, Right, Top
RP: Chaos, the only word that could describe how he and his brothers acted. Pure Chaos, something that only came from a heart soiled by the filth. By the hurt. By the pain. Only those having gone through such things would understand why they had done it. Not from hunger, or joy. But rage. A deadly heat that scorched them all and left the black reamints of their soul with in the empty vesal.
Ducking his head, he screeched at his other brother. Fools! Why did they fight amongst themselves when there was other prey to fight with? Pure ones. Ones who were left standing tall and proud amongst their clouds and glorious sun. Smirking down at low lives such as them. No more, this would end all too soon. Sending a nasty snark at his brother, he turned and left. Searching for the pure ones as to let out all of his anger.
They were not hard to find. Such elegance. Able to prance around a room as if angels. Fur shimmering, eyes shinning. Their voices sweet and calming. How it made him sick. Dark eyes narrowed at the playful cat below him. Watching every move as it chased a lone, red butterfly amongst a field of flowers. Not a care in the world. He was the one who would give them something to care about.
Without uttering a single word, he pounced. Bringing sharpened claws onto soft fur. The pure one beneath him yipped in suprise, becoming frantic just as it saw it was not one of his own. Letting out snarls that could rival even the most fierce of warriors, he clamped his teeth along that pretty little neck. The soft sounds turned to desprate gurgles and broken up words. Just like his. Just like his brothers.
Once shimmering fur layed spewed amonst the flowers, creating messy patches. The flowers were stained, just as they were. Suffering from the act of another. Dark eyes fell upon the star at his feet, watching it with a blank expression. Such a valuable thing that was given to weak creatures. Why was this? Not wishing to dabble in the thought, he picked the star up. Turning from the field, he set off back towards where his other prizes laid. Yes, this was just one of the many he had killed for. And he would do it gladly again.
The red butterfly settled upon a red soaked flower, causing a drop to fall from it's stained petals. Crying it seemed, for the innocence that would be lost with in this world.
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