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Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 15, 2019 21:30:54 GMT -5
The new Janus had spent as much time away from the Janus camp as possible. Why in who knows name the Sun God chose for him to be Janus was unknown to Nocturnesymphony. He had been living happily, away from all the rituals and the fanatics. And he was happy for once. Now, cause of some fluke, he was dragged back here and practically made to stay. It only made it worse that his brother was Priest Promised. It only made the connection stronger, made even this small victory of becoming Janus as meaningless to him. The cream and white tom could only wander, go as far as he could to keep away from the masses. Though even the trees did little to comfort him from the beating rays of the sun.
Out of the corner of the young Janus's eye was a flash of darkness. Small, almost imperceptible, silent, but hard to miss in the midday Sun. Knowing she'd been seen, and tired of trying to see how long she could track Nocturnesymphony unnoticed, out from the brush appeared Discordantkit. She was extremely small, not uncommon for her age; she had no business being so far away from camp.
"Nock... Noctwern..." She began, shaking her head slightly, it was hard enough to pronounce her own name,"What are you doing?"
(we definitely need to roleplay with Bloody & Nocturne at some point but I'm dying to try out my new character lol... feel free to bring in Contaminatekit if you want! or we can just do a 1 on 1 with these two, Draculad could be the first one to plant seeds of doubt about the Sun god for lil Discordantkit)
Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 18, 2019 20:05:01 GMT -5
(yes! i'm ready for Nocturne and Bloody to argue. i might bring in contaminate but i also really need to figure out nocturne's personality so this may just be 1 on 1)
As of late, Nocturnesymphony had learned how to talk to kits. Though he only did it for his own gain, his little army of kits was disbanded and he was brought back to Sunclan. The small and soft motions could not be missed, and he was suddenly faced with a Sunclan kit. To make it worse, this was a new Foxstar spawn. Just what he needed. Nocturne didn't hear who the father was and frankly, did not care. Anyone dumb enough to get with Foxstar wasn't worth his time. Grimacing some, he swept his tail behind him.
"Ah, Discordantkit, right? W-What are you doing so far from camp?" What he really wanted to ask was how the hell did she get here. But there was always someone, always eyes on him. It made the fur on his neck stand.
( for sure, this weekend I'll post something when Bloody and Nocturne can have an argument. I also am interested in doing a roleplay back in time a ways, maybe before they joined SunClan, or right after Nocturne returned & was promoted to Janus? Sorry for short replies, can only do so much deep thinking as a kit lol Maybe I'll bring in Bloody later )
"Well, I'm following you!" Discordantkit giggled, swatting playfully at Nocturnesymphony's whiskers, all claws unsheathed. She was strangely coordinated for one so young; despite standing on her hind legs, she hadn't lost her balance even once, "Are you hunting? Just patrolling? Or thinking of running away again?"
Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 20, 2019 23:27:17 GMT -5
(i'm cool with either of those ideas. draculad is just real mad when he gets back so that can be fun. and that's fair, we about to punch a child anyway)
Nocturnesymphony would have been almost okay with this, with half tolerating, half ignoring some kit. Even if her blood was vile. But then she said that. " Or thinking of running away again?" And red hot anger came to the service. Who the hell did this kit think she was, talking to him like that? "You're all deluded, even down to the kits." Nocturne pressed a paw to her side, enough to knock her over so he could snatch her by the scruff. "Yeah, nope. You're going back, I'd rather die than be some glorified babysitter."
( sounds like a plan for the Nocturne & Bloody RP, do you want it before Janus or after? Bloody will treat him very differently, he'll be more mean if it's before, but a lot more conflicted if it's after lol )
Discordantkit let out a squeak when the Janus pressed his paw into her side, but was smiling all the while, playfully swatting back at him without picking up on any of his anger. It was a game to her, really; she "ran away" all the time, she was doing it right now. All she had done was repeat gossip she couldn't have fully understood.
The little calico squirmed a little bit as she tried her counter-attack, but she went limp when she was scruffed. She purred while her paws swung peacefully in the air, "Hey, what's deluded mean? And you never did tell me where you were going!"
Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 27, 2019 0:34:32 GMT -5
(hmm whichever. nocturne would be more angry and desperate to leave if it's before and after he's bitter and more violent. i'm open either way)
Nocturnesymphony should have known that, that she was just parroting the things she heard in the nursery. As one of the newer Janus', he was a hot button topic especially after the things he caused before he came back. But he wasn't in the right mind to pick that apart, a little too hot-headed to even try and explain himself to the kit. Nowadays, he found the easiest solution to a problem was to throw the whole thing away. So that's what he did, the pair now going towards Sunclan's camp.
"Believing in lies. How's that? All this stuff about the Sun God and the traditions and whatnot. It's all garbage, meant to brainwash you to do whatever that crazy bat wants you to do." Okay, that was his world point, not necessarily himself.
( let's do right after he gets Janus, I'll post tomorrow or Sunday )
"I only do what I want to do anyway, so there's no way I'm deluded," Discordantkit squeaked, wiggling a little bit. She did not mind being carried around when she was in camp, but since she was on an adventure, she really wanted her paws back on the ground, "I promise I'll forgive you if put me down. Oh yeah, and who is the crazy bat? Do you mean Littlestar or my mom?"
She liked Nocturnesymphony, he seemed like a pretty cool cat, especially since he talked to her normally. He answered most of her questions, too. The little calico did not really pick up on his obvious indifference of her and mistook his willingness to converse as friendliness.
Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 29, 2019 18:15:47 GMT -5
(sounds good to me! thanks)
"How do you know if it's really what you want when you've been taught what to want your entire short life?" Nocturne briefly wondered why he was dumping this all on a kit. Then again, not very many Sunclan cats talked to him about things other than official business. He tended to get in fights and would speak before he thought things through, so he couldn't be surprised some got tired of trying to 'reason' with him they'd call it. He called it 'talking down' to him. The cream Janus got tired of it. no wonder this all came out.
"Fine, not that I get why I'm taking you back to this hell." Relenting, he put her down, "Your mom. I don't know enough about Littlestar to say one way or the other. But she seems to have taken to those High Priestess roles of being a complete pain well."
"You're awfully grumpy for someone so pretty and grown up," Discordantkit purred, rubbing her head against the older cat's leg briefly before trotting ahead of him with her tail held high. To a kit like her, if someone looked put together, then it meant that they were. It's one of the reasons why she decided not to fight Nocturnesymphony on calling her mother "crazy bat." It was no secret that something was off about Foxbane, she was practically the skinniest cat in the Clan, her fur dull and lifeless, and her attitude a reflection of her disheveled appearance. It supported the flawed theory, anyway.
Discordantkit overtook the flame-point tom and crouched low in front of him, her whole body wiggling from side to side playfully, clearly reading an attack, "You could lighten up a little, you know? I've never once consulted the Sun god for anything, and he's yet to come down and tell me to act differently. It's kind of in his nature to like chaos!"
Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 31, 2019 19:37:31 GMT -5
"Guess this is what I get for venting to a kit." Nocturnesymphony huffed, watching her prance ahead. It was hard not to be grumpy when you got to hold your head up high in a place that hates you. He was stuck as a mess, unable to even find himself until he got back out of here. And it didn't look like he would get that chance anytime. Even at her weakest, Nocturne still avoided Foxbane, unable to separate the current her from the tyrant he saw when he was young.
"I suppose. Not that I expect anything or anyone to come down anytime." He could never figure the Sun God was real. More likely some elaborate ruse to get the Sunclan cats to do what the priestesses wanted. When Discordantkit wiggled in front of him, a different instinct came up. One that found the easy weak points in a kit he was 3 times the size of. The mental ghosts of him jumped at her, and he put a paw in front of him. He didn't move though, snapping out of it.
Discordantkit focused on his body language instead of his words and arched her back in response to his "challenge." She looked slightly larger, sure, but not any more intimidating than she had looked just moments before. Her purple eyes narrowed as she carefully thought through her next move. She held her breath and was totally still, completely silent, for a good ten seconds before she launched her attack.
Quick as a rabbit, she lunged forward, straight for the paw that Nocturnesymphony had put down in front of her. She body slammed it then rolled onto her back and latched onto the creamy orange leg with unsheathed claws. She proceeded to use her back legs to kick at the tom, also unsheathed. The kit wasn't trying to hurt him per-se. She just did not know how to play nice. Discordantkit never listened when her siblings said "too rough" or "that hurts." She actually enjoyed it more when they did. Unfortunately, it meant that they did not like to play with her, so she was definitely a little deprived and more than ready to test her luck with an older cat.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 4, 2020 20:28:11 GMT -5
(changing his name slightly. from nocturnesymphony to moonlitnocturne name was too much of a mouthful i didn't like it if we could just pretend it was always moonlit, that'd be great. you don't need to edit all your responses tho)
Nocturne barely came around in time before Discordantkit latched onto his leg. Pricks of pain bit at him as her claws and teeth dug into him. Instinctively, he shook his leg a bit, like she was some tick he was trying to shake off. But she didn't move, and he almost swore she was digging in further.
"Damn. You need some of those kittypet claw caps," Though the young tom vaguely appreciated how ready she was to go full force on him. Awkwardly, he turned his leg over so she was hanging upside down off of him. "Whatever, just lick up any blood you spill, all right." Suddenly, he shook his leg. It appeared violent and erratic, but it was controlled as Moonlitnocturne shook up and down to try and loosen her grip.
Discordantkit initially held on, digging her teeth and claws in just a little deeper, but she was tired before she had even launched the attack and plainly did not have the stamina. She fell the short distance to the ground with a quiet thud and rolled onto her back submissively while laughing hysterically. Her underbelly was streaked with white fur that was bordered by black and ginger. A very distinct bengal rosette was etched on her inner left thigh.
"You're so much fun!" She continued laughing, her purple eyes playful. The little calico swatted half-heartedly back at Moonlitnocturne's direction but didn't get even close to hitting him, "Everyone else says I need to tone it down, whatever that means. But you!" she gasped between giggles, "You tell me to clean up the mess. It's so funny!"
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 7, 2020 19:12:47 GMT -5
Moonlitnocturne held back a sigh of relief when Discordantkit finally let go of him. Why'd these kids have such sharp claws when they didn't even use them on anything? She sure was an odd-looking one, he couldn't help but notice. But that familiar rosette on her thigh made him think about his own siblings that shared similar markings. There was more than one bengal tom in the forest, right? It was a coincidence...right? Oh well, even if they were, he didn't care. "Well you gonna or am I gonna have to take you back to camp for a nap?" Sure he wasn't busy, but he was a Janus. He was supposed to be, so he needed to get back to his important business of standing around.
how do you feel about a budding taste for blood? xD
love it, nothing like family bonding over a bit o' blood addition
Discordantkit's giggling began to die down as her fatigue grew. She yawned, showing off her "deadly" kitten-sharp teeth, which had a tuft of bloody cream-colored fur stuck in them. Her chin was also speckled with crimson, making it a little sticky and hard. She did not fancy the feeling and began to groom herself, noting an unusual, metallic taste. The little she-cat had not had anything other than her mother's milk - well, aside from the occasional bug, of course - so the taste of blood was quite new to her. Very fascinating.
Her purple eyes turned back to Moonlitnocturne as he spoke and she noted a few droplets of blood on his legs. Most cats shook her off before she did any harm, so this was definitely her most damaging attack on record. She put her nose right up to his wounds. The smell was strange, too, sort of sweet and maddening, it reminded her of the fresh-kill pile. She licked at the wounds aggressively. Her rough tongue was sure to irritate the scratches that had just begun to close up. Yes, this taste was not too bad.
"Does it taste the same for rabbits, mice, birds?" Discordantkit asked, her mess thoroughly cleaned up now, her eyes curious, "The blood. It's a lot different from milk. Kinda tastes like how I think a rock would taste like," she yawned again and sat down next to the flame point tom, "Oh, and you can carry me now."
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 14, 2020 19:51:14 GMT -5
He should have known her tongue would have been rough. Just like his, should have thought it through. Not that he would have told her not to. His leg shook a bit at the irritation and it didn't take much for him to pull his leg away. "Damn, Okay, okay, enough." The bleeding had at least slowed down some, coagulating into a mess in his cream fur. It had a strange connotation, just wrong enough to send a shiver up his spine but not bad enough to where he felt bad. "Yes it does and no I'm not." It really was time they headed back to camp but forget doing what this little child wanted. She just scratched up his leg. So he pushed her, not hard enough to hurt but with enough force to where she rolled a little over a foot.
Discordantkit yelped as she was pushed aside, rolling a couple times and ending up with her belly once again exposed, "Ow, help me." Her whine was pretty fake. She twisted her head around to look Moonlitnocturne, her expression fairly placid, not a single indication that she was really in any sort of pain. The calico kit wanted to see if her plea for help would garner the response she wanted but in doing so she betrayed herself a little, "You can't just leave me here..." Well, maybe she did want to be left alone. It was true that she did not want to head back to camp now that she had made it this far. Yet, she did not want the Janus to leave, either. She was having too much fun. If this did not work she figured she would try to run off in the opposite direction.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 17, 2020 20:14:32 GMT -5
"Yeah I can." The kit killer could really do what he wanted with kits. Cept of course, kill Sunclan ones. Cause they'd make him stay in this stupid position despite it surely dragging Sunclan's name through the mud. Moonlit grabbed her by the scruff before starting to walk, suddenly flinging her in the air above him till she landed on his back and he kept walking. "But I'll take you back. If they ask you anything, you lie like hell okay?"
"Mkay." Discordantkit agreed halfheartedly. She steadied himself on his back by - surprise - digging her claws into his pelt. Her intent was not to attack, though, so it was a shallow abrasion, more of a minor irritation than an actual wound. She re-sheathed her claws and settled into the cream fur, nuzzling her face into it like a pillow. Her mother's pelt was not near as luxurious or soft like this and she all at once was very comfortable. She yawned, then asked, "So what am I supposed to lie about?"
for the Nocturne & Bloody RP, do you want it before Janus or after? Bloody will treat him very differently, he'll be more mean if it's before, but a lot more conflicted if it's after lol )
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