The Cats
2009-01-18, 12:59 AM
(OOC: Haven't seen many duels in this forum, so I'm making one. Open to any challengers. True style, five posts not counting intro, in the final post go ahead and cheez 'kill' my kitty. Or kitties. Need an explanation of any of this? Go ahead and ask.)
It was a grand arena- no, no more like a colosseum! Well, actually it was just an arena, but that doesn't sound nearly epic enough. The football field sized 'killing pit' as the locals so eloquently called it was surrounded on all four sides by bleacher after bleacher after bleacher, each one filled with dozens of cheering, bloodthirsty fans! They knew the rules; Two 'men' enter, one man leaves! The rules, at least for tonight, didn't count worth a horse's patoot.
A heavy iron door opened on one end of the arena. The roar of the crowd grew louder and louder until it was a deafening roar in anticipation of this new challenger. Surely this would be an epic battle, a night to remember! And out of the door strode... four... cats.
One, a white, longhaired kitten. Another, a large, orange tabby. The third, a gray lady cat and finally another tabby whose fur seemed to change color every time you looked away. The crowd was a bit disapointed. They were used to muscle bound madmen swinging spiked balls around on chains. How were these four housecats going to entertain them?
The Cats walked into the arena. Rawr, the white kitten, who was still a tad confused. "Why are we here again, Fasa?" she asked. Of course what she really said was Mrrewrrl? but for the sake of sanity I'm translating.
"I've told you a thousand times; for the prize. Now stop asking!" replied the orange tabby.
The gray cat (Nick'n'Dime) was busy using the sand filled stadium as a very large litterbox and missed this exchange. She did, however hear Miaow, the fourth of The Cats, hiss "Something's coming!"
A heavy iron door was opening on the other end of the arena...
It was a grand arena- no, no more like a colosseum! Well, actually it was just an arena, but that doesn't sound nearly epic enough. The football field sized 'killing pit' as the locals so eloquently called it was surrounded on all four sides by bleacher after bleacher after bleacher, each one filled with dozens of cheering, bloodthirsty fans! They knew the rules; Two 'men' enter, one man leaves! The rules, at least for tonight, didn't count worth a horse's patoot.
A heavy iron door opened on one end of the arena. The roar of the crowd grew louder and louder until it was a deafening roar in anticipation of this new challenger. Surely this would be an epic battle, a night to remember! And out of the door strode... four... cats.
One, a white, longhaired kitten. Another, a large, orange tabby. The third, a gray lady cat and finally another tabby whose fur seemed to change color every time you looked away. The crowd was a bit disapointed. They were used to muscle bound madmen swinging spiked balls around on chains. How were these four housecats going to entertain them?
The Cats walked into the arena. Rawr, the white kitten, who was still a tad confused. "Why are we here again, Fasa?" she asked. Of course what she really said was Mrrewrrl? but for the sake of sanity I'm translating.
"I've told you a thousand times; for the prize. Now stop asking!" replied the orange tabby.
The gray cat (Nick'n'Dime) was busy using the sand filled stadium as a very large litterbox and missed this exchange. She did, however hear Miaow, the fourth of The Cats, hiss "Something's coming!"
A heavy iron door was opening on the other end of the arena...