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Post by ehela on Aug 6, 2020 22:54:11 GMT -5
Plot:
Beauty and the beast inspired. Cat is basically just a psychopath. So like a kittypet maybe ends up witnessing him murdering another one of his victims and he forces them to maybe help him with his murdering streak but the kittypet ends up
kind of turning the bad cat good again.
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Post by sweefox on Aug 7, 2020 8:07:38 GMT -5
[ would you like to be the male or female? I'm used to being the male cat but I can be either. ]
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Post by ehela on Aug 7, 2020 16:51:54 GMT -5
I have no preference, whatever you're comfortable with c:
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Post by sweefox on Aug 7, 2020 17:17:17 GMT -5
male | 3 years old | stray A lean tortoiseshell tomcat with yellow-green eyes.
[ I haven't really decided if I wan to make a backstory for him or not ]
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Post by ehela on Aug 7, 2020 17:34:23 GMT -5
What if I made her name BonnieBonnie female / 2 1/2 years old / house pet Gray medium hair tabby with blue eyes (not as intense as the pic tho) i shall put up a starter in the next hour or two!
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Post by sweefox on Aug 7, 2020 17:38:12 GMT -5
[ lmao. Bonnie is actually a really cute name to me & she's so pretty!
alright C: ]
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Post by ehela on Aug 7, 2020 21:21:37 GMT -5
Yeah isnt it?? I hesitated tho bc bonnie and enzo were a couple in the vampire diaries, and now that i think about it do have a similar story, so I changed the owner's name to daphne lol)
"Now don't go too far Bonnie." Bonnie's owner opened up the screen door to her garden, and out came out the silver tabby, fluffy tail held high. It was a morning ritual for her to meow as loud as possible for a few minutes until her owner did the she-cat's bidding. She was primarily an indoor cat, but was allowed into the yard of the suburban home.
The row of houses she lived on sat at the edge of a couple acres of trees. Often Bonnie liked to perch onto the wooden fence outlining the property and gaze into lush greenery. Sometimes, she dared to walk into the woods. In fact, she had dug herself a little tunnel under one of the pickets so that she could go in an out freely. But it wasn't often, she was kind of what they called a scaredy cat. The little trips she made into trees did not last long, and she didn't do much besides lay in the grass and hunt small mice and birds. One time she had brought back a young squirrel (;-; ), very proud of herself. Her human, who went by the name of Daphne, was not very fond of her catch. Although she did croon and congratulate her, Daphne had picked the squirrel with a shovel and it disappeared from the she-cat's sight. Daphne's husband, who was not so caring, yelled at her, chasing her around the house. After that she learned to keep her hunting an outside activity.
It was a sunny day in the neighborhood, the flora plush and green from the rainy days before. The soil had dried up so it wasn't muddy, but still having a little cushion feel. Bonnie was itching to take a stroll. Due to the rain she was locked up, which she caused quite a protest over. Squeezing through her whole, she trotted happily into the woods.
Unbeknownst to her, she picked up an unfamiliar scent. It was that of another cat, but none that she knew of. Curious, she tracked the path her nose led her.
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 9:22:37 GMT -5
[ oh wow I didn't even notice xDD I also forgot that psychopaths can't really love. whoops but this won't be an accurate portrayal of one since this is fictional. ]
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The life of a stray cat wasn't the easiest. And he can thank his wonderful owner, Cynthia, for that. She had apparently decided having a cat and a young adult party life was too much for her and ditched the poor tortoiseshell tom in the streets to take care of himself. And what started as a pretty easy lifestyle soon turned for a fight for survival. Enzo though ended up finding he was murdering other cats for no reason as of the latest.
Over the few years he had been a stray, Enzo found himself around around a suburban area. It had loads of trashcans to sort through to find a measly little meal along with cats to kill. Though he found the last few days he's had to lay low in a shed in someone's garden because of the rain. The tomcat wasn't a big fan of the stuff that came from the sky nor the bathtub. Now it was midmorning and the rain had finally stopped minus the few droplets that fell from gutters and the leaves of trees that hung overhead. Enzo had ended up running into an apparent neighborhood cat named Hazel. Sweet little cream colored molly. So trusting. An easy target. Enzo easily lures her away from her home and into the woods. There he strikes.
A few moments go by before he slowly lifts his face to see another cat standing a few feet away. His eyes and body are unwavering as he stares at the new cat. Blood dripping from his whiskers as his maw is covered in it. His once ivory teeth now held a pinkish hue. His paws that were stained blood slowly moved away from the bloody massacred body and towards the new cat, a low-pitched growl emitting from the back of his throat. His ears strained backward as his tail lashed.
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[ my first time writing an evil cat ]
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 16:24:18 GMT -5
we will make love accurate (:< ure very good lol )
Bonnie's curiosity grew and she followed the invisible trail. But as she grew close, she hesitated. She had picked up something not so pleasant. Is that... blood? Alarmed, she picked up her pace, starting to run. Hopefully the cat wasn't too injured. She had never been in a situation like that. Perhaps she could drag the cat back to her home? She knew her owners would definitely help them. She pushed through the bushes and came to a full stop at a grassy clearing. Yeah, she had definitely never been in a situation like this. As she took in the sight, her heart started to pump fast, tail lowering out of fear. Eyes wide, her ears pulled back. The tabby was in disbelief. She was unable to move. She had never seen a dead cat before, much less it being killed by another cat. She had heard stories of house cats disappearing, being run over by cars, or in rare occasions, eaten by coyotes. But a cat killing one of its own? Bonnie could not even comprehend how someone could get to that state of being. Watching the male's expression change, she knew would be his next victim if she didn't get away. RUN. Turning around, she dashed towards her home. She was running as fast as she could, ignoring the sharp bushes. Her thick coat thankfully protected her from the thorns, but the leaves occasionally covered her vision. Never the less, she pushed on, hoping to see the familiar wooden fence as soon as possible.
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 17:05:25 GMT -5
[ thanks ! ]
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He honestly hadn't expected anyone to be out in the woods. Let alone another cat. It's owners must let it venture out further than most of these owned cats he's seen out and about. What he didn't expect right away was for the cat to run. Even mice know not to run from predators. It makes the chase all the more thrilling to kill. Without hesitation the tortoiseshell tomcat gives chase to the gray molly. Ducking under low swooping branches and forcing his way through spiky bushes. Until he manages to get right on her heels. He was faster than she was probably because he didn't eat that nasty wet food some cats eat that is high in fats.
Enzo leaps just as she nears the fence tackling her to the ground. His left paw pressing into the middle of her shoulder blades while the right comes crashing down onto her head pressing all of his weight down. Lowering his head to her ear he hisses coldly. ❝You really thought you'd get away?❞ He chuckles darkly. ❝You're more stupider than I thought.❞ he adds only to lift his head in thought. Maybe this one time a house cat could be of use to him. ❝Although,❞ he meows in fake pity. ❝I'd be willing to let you live if you help me.❞
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 18:22:18 GMT -5
Her eyes saw her home but in her mind flashed the images of the cat she knew as Hazel. She was a street down, but they had interacted before. Never had she imagined such a situation would occur. Although she got her fair share of exercise, she was not very fit. She knew she probably wouldn't be able to outrun him, but hoped that the thickets would slow him down. Unfortunately. they didn't. Bonnie let out a yowl when she felt the body weight of the murderer. She hoped she was loud enough for her to hear her. She tried to wriggle out of his grip, but he was too strong. Her eyes were shut in pain. When he started to speak she tried to look at him, eyes so dilated that all the blue seemed to disappear. "Please, don't do this. I won't say anything, we never met," she rambled, still moving a little to try to shake him off, but his clasp was tight. She felt his sharp claws teasing her skin. "I'll do anything," she pleaded. Should would say anything for her survival at this point.
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 18:53:50 GMT -5
Enzo upon hearing that she'd do anything slowly removed his paw from her shoulder blades. Yet slightly dug his unsheathed paw a bit harder against the molly's head. Of course you will. He sneers. Lifting his head back up he glances around to make sure no other cats were around. Didn't want them to alert their two-legged owners. Once he was sure no one would be around he leans down once more his whiskers brushing behind her ear. ❝You'r e going to help me continue my little job here.❞
He hisses and slowly removes his paw from her head and gets off of her yet not going so far as where she wouldn't be within his reach in case she tries to bolt again. An eerie look is sprawled onto his face, his head tilted a smidge while his tail slowly moves back and forth against the ground. Waiting.
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 19:05:11 GMT -5
What was he waiting for? Each second felt like an hour. All she could hear was her heart pounding like drums. A rush of relief passed through her as she felt his paws lift themselves from her. Careful as to make no sudden movements, Bonnie slowly sat up. Blue eyes flicked to the fence which was just inches away before settling in front of her. I'm so close... but I have to be careful. He won't hesitate to rip my throat out. Her gray ears stayed pinned back. SHe couldn't believe the next words that came out of the tom cat's mouth. "You can't be serious!" she scoffed incredulously. "Please don't get me involved. I'll forget you, I'll forget Hazel. See? I don't even remembered what happened before. Did you catch a squirrel?"
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 19:24:15 GMT -5
Enzo rolls his eyes, hard. Gosh he just killed yet another cat and she saw the aftermath of it and she thinks he's telling a joke. Housecats. He lifts his right paw and unsheathes his claws quickly swiping it right in front of her face, the very tips of his ivory claws slightly grazing her nose. ❝See, I can't do that. I don't trust you not to blab. So you either do as I say or...❞ his voice trails off as he takes a step towards her threateningly baring his teeth at her, his maw now stained with blood. He then takes a step back narrowing his cold yellow-green eyes at the gray tabby molly before slinking past her and into the tunnel she made. He now was inside her owner's backyard garden.
The tortoiseshell gazes around. It would do. He crouches and leaps up onto a stone bench near a small birdbath. He lays down in the sunny patch.
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 19:31:16 GMT -5
Bonnie could see why he didn't trust her, but she was in the same position. She jumped back, hissing. Her claws had been clipped a week ago, so it was not going to be a fair fight. "How do I trust you? I could help you and then you could kill me right after." All she could do was choose between the lesser of two evils. At least is she did what he wanted, she could buy time. Although he did know where she lived... oops. Angry at herself, she squeezed under the fence, eyes narrowed at the male who so confidently lounged in her territory. "What do you want me to do?"
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 19:55:04 GMT -5
❝If I kill you after you help me, where is the fun in anything?❞
Enzo rolls to lay on his side in the sun, his eyes slightly closing in somewhat blissful moment for himself. He peels his eyes open only at the sound of the coward's voice. He lifts his head almsot lazily and looks over at her. He smiles at her, which seemed very misplaced on him. ❝You my little dove are going to help me kill your little local neighbors.❞ He responds to her as if it was an everyday normal conversation between two cats. He stretches his legs out yawning in the process. It's like him literals murdering someone didn't even cross his mind. Just acting like a housecoat enjoying the warm air outside.
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 20:08:43 GMT -5
Every sentence that came out of the tom was crazier than the last. How could someone be so cruel? Her eyes never left the calico cat, her stance ridged. The door is so close, can I make it? She silently pleaded for her to notice her. Cautiously, Bonnie walked up to him. "You must be crazy if you think I would help you kill others. Besides, you look like you have no problem doing it already. She had cut the distance between her and the house door, but stayed put as to not arouse suspicion. She fought not to look at her escape's direction, eyes trained on the cat laying in front of her. He looked relaxed as well, he was confident she would stay. Perhaps she could use that to her advantage.
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 20:23:11 GMT -5
Enzo instead of getting angry at being called crazy he ends up laughing. His laugh sounded cold and empty of emotion just like his voice. He fully sits up, picking his blood stained paw up and letting his rough tongue glide over it. One eye peeled open locked onto the molly's lone figure. If you don't help me, ❝I'll just kill you. Hm? Maybe leave your guts out on your owners doorsteps as a gift.❞ He smirks at her and leaps down immediately getting up in her face his nose just mere inches from hers. ❝Not that you are anything special,❞ he starts. ❝You didn't even have potential to attack me.❞
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[ kind of drew a blank on how to convince her to help :/ ]
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 20:54:47 GMT -5
"You wouldn't dare, I'll yell and they'll get out before you get the chance to kill me." Bonnie was bluffing, but it was already established that he had the upperhand. "I may not look like much but I can hold my own." She spat, eyes level with his. For one thing, she would have to take her baby pink collar off. It was a safety hazard.Even if he was gonna kill her, she would make sure that would be be far from her owners yard. It would pain her to bring sorrow to her owners, she did not want to be a burden.
(Maybeee she can be the one that gets them alone? thats all i can think of)
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 21:33:02 GMT -5
[ yeaahhhh I didn't think this through whoops lol but that's basically what I planned for her to do actually ]
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Enzo takes a step back staring at her like she was stupid. Was she serious? What humans love their pet enough to come and save them? He doesn't even flinch when she yelled at him. His gaze drifts down to her neck. A collar. Perfect. He quickly then headbutts her in her chest then tackles her once more to the ground like before but he manages to get her on her back this time. Reaching down he sinks his teeth into the dyed pink leather and tugs to the right. ❝You.❞ he tugs on the collar once more now placing one of his paws against her throat. ❝Are. going. to. lure. cats. so. that. I. can. kill. them. or. so. help. me...❞ he stops tugging and unsheathes his claws putting an extensive amount of pressure on her neck, his claws digging into her neck flesh but not enough to draw blood just enough to cause pain. He growls lowly at her.
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 21:55:51 GMT -5
lol xD )
Bonnie yelped, not expecting him to headbutt her; He caught her off guard and she fell back. With him on top of her once again, she struggled for a little bit before giving up, baring her white teeth, a stark contrast to the pink stained teeth of the tom. She found it harder to breath, taking short quick gasps. "Stop!" she cried. "I'll do it I'll do it!" she kept repeating, starting to trash again when she felt his claw. She unsheathed her own, flailing her limbs aimlessly to get a hit at him
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 22:13:16 GMT -5
The tortoiseshell tom eventually let's go of the pink collar as well as removing his paw from her throat dodging her flailing limbs in the process of climbing off of her. He backs away from her smiling mischievously at her. ❝Good choice.❞ he adds. His ears prick as his head turns to the back door. He quickly crouches down and backs up and hides his body underneath the stone bench in the shade hidden away out of sight.
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 22:21:43 GMT -5
Her eyes had nothing but hatred in them, ears pinned back. She heard the jingling of the door. Here's my chance. "Bonnie~" The tabby's anxiety melted away as she ran up to her owner, purring and rubbing against her leg. She had escaped death. Now all she had to do was to chase him out. Meowing, she walked a couple steps away, watching her owner expectantly. "What do you want Bonnie?" she stared down at her kitty, amused. She walked over to the bench, hopping on. Her tail curled around her feet. She kept meowing. "What do you want?" she repeated, starting to walk over to the bench. This is it.
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 22:32:33 GMT -5
Enzo's eyes darken angrily at seeing this "Bonnie" coaxing her owner to his hiding spot. Oh she was so going to die now. His ears flatten and his fur bristles. He opens his mouth showing off his pointy yet blood-stained teeth towards Bonnie. No sound came out of him since it would get him caught quicker. His eyes though dart over and sees an upside down green wheelbarrow that was slightly uplifted by a rock. His yellow-green eyes dart back to Bonnie and her owner neither were looking at the moment so he darts quickly and disappears under the wheelbarrow. Luckily for him it was resting a few inches away from the stone bench.
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Post by ehela on Aug 8, 2020 22:38:43 GMT -5
The human would have noticed him if he has stayed under the bench. He must have snuck through the shrubbery. Nonetheless, she was safe now. She would just have to stay inside the next couple of days. Eventually he would get tired, right? There were plenty of cats out there that were an easier cat. If pained Bonnie to think about, knowing that her friends could be the next one to fall victim to a monster "You are one weird kitty." Her human bent down, scooping the tabby into her, and taking her back inside. Bonnie climbed onto her shoulder and surveyed the yard, her face smug.
We could skip to a couple days later, unless you have an idea ^^ )
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 23:06:08 GMT -5
As Bonnie gets carried back inside, Enzo slowly slips out from underneath the wheelbarrow staring right at Bonnie with a deadly look on his face. Silently telling her she hadn't won at all.
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[ A skip would be good. I kind of plan him to harass her and maybe pretend to be a friend of a friend when her friends are around, idk. ]
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Post by sweefox on Aug 8, 2020 23:14:42 GMT -5
[ maybe how she stops him altogether is having her to change his attitude. Right now he doesn't really care at all what he's doing or how it affects others But he is capable of change, maybe she does something that changes his perspective about her?. So she can get him to feel remorseful about what he's doing. yet love has to go in there somewhere hmmm ]
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Post by ehela on Aug 9, 2020 0:23:02 GMT -5
sounds good, we'll skip a couple of days. And yeah, that's a good idea, but I can't think of anything that would change his perspective. And the love can come later, I think they should solidify their friendship and then go from there? )
It had been a couple days since the altercation with the killer cat. Bonnie didn't dare go outside, which confused her owners. Instead, she sat the window on the second floor, gazing into her yard and the tops of the trees beyond. She was a little to obsessed, to the point that she was losing sleep. The moment she felt peaceful, flashes of Hazel's body appeared, and the bloody cat that stood over her. She didn't want to go out into the woods ever again. But Bonnie had to make sure her friends were safe. On a lazy Sunday morning, she stood at the door assuming her usual position. The owner gladly let her out. The she cat decided to walk on the fences, it was about a ten minute walk to a gutter that let out of the forest. There is where the neighborhood cats often hung out. She prayed that the other cats were. To her relief, she saw two of her friends lounging in the grass, Coco and Smokey. "Hey guys." she smiled and walked over.
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Post by sweefox on Aug 9, 2020 9:41:33 GMT -5
[ eh idk we'll come up with something c: and yeah, fear turned into a friendship turned into love ]
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A few days passed since Enzo encountered that pathetic excuse for a cat in the woods. He had made it his duty to stay in her garden, of course out of sight of her dimwitted owners. He would just sit and stare up at her in random locations as she stayed cooped up on the second floor of her little home. Sometimes even scratching at the cat door or window late at night. Yet he never meowed once. Too risky for him. The tortoiseshell honestly forgot what day it was so occupied with harassing the molly. Yet today he found a way to really bother her. He pretended to live on the victorian house at the end of the street. Claiming his owners were hippies and didn't believe in collars and these two cats he met fell for it.
He was currently sitting in the grass with a brown tabby molly he found was named Coco and a light ashy gray tomcat named Smokey. What stupid names. Then again humans did pick the worst names for pets. His yellow-green eyes lift away from listening to a boring story of Coco's to see his grey molly "friend" come walking up. He sneers at her. ❝Hello, Bonnie.❞ He replies casually a threatening look in his eyes just daring her to tell her friends what he had done to their cream colored friend.
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Post by ehela on Aug 9, 2020 12:26:35 GMT -5
yesssss )
Bonnie had heard the scratching, but decided to blissfully ignoring, taking it for any other animal. The tom couldn't have stayed the whole time to hunt her out. But when she saw the familiar figure with her two dear friends, her blood ran cold. Stopping a few steps away, her crystalline eyes remained on him, unwavering, but inside, she was fearful. He can't do anything, he can't take 3 on 1, no matter how strong or fast he is. When he addressed her, she had no choice but to pretend their friends. How does he know my name... oh... "Hi..." This was unfair, the tabby didn't know his name. Did he have a name? Did strays name themselves? Smokey looked between the two. "You know met already?" "Y-yeah, we already met," she chirped in a sweet tone. Her gaze never left the male in front of her, afraid of what he would do. "Bonnie, have you heard from Hazel?" The shecat whipped her head to Coco at the mention of her late friend's name. Heart beat quickening, she didn't know how to respond. "No... have you?" "She's been missing the last few days. That's not like her." Smokey added Bonnier looked to Enzo. How could the other two not feel his demonic aura? "Hopefully she's okay..." she murmured doubtfully. However, the three, well only Coco and Smokey, knew that something must have happened. "Did you meet Hazel? She was a sweet girl?" she looked to Enzo, forcing herself not to scowl.
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