Rat eyed Cat suspiciously, there was obviously more to this then tea. Rat did feel more secure knowing that Dog was watching Cat. Rat sipped his spiced tea slowly, awaiting te convorsation that Cat was sure to begin soon. Cat stroked her whiskers between razor sharp claws. Cat licked her soft paw with her rough tounge, sliding in and out of her mouth across pointed teeth. Rat became increasingly distressed as Cat continued on in silence. Rat decided it was time to depart, and as he got up to leave, found another cat looking him hungrily in the face. Rat screamed for Dog, just as Dog screamed for Rat from the bushes behind the tea party. A smirk cut across Cat's face, and she pounced on Rat. Front paw on his neck, back paw holding his body. Rat squealed in fear of death, Dog yelped in tourtured pain as a gang of cats dragged his bloodied form back to Cat. Cat ran her claw deep into and across Rat's tail, leaving a short bloody stump in place of his most prized possecion. Then the cats began consuming Dog, small bite by small bite, slow and agonizing. Rat cried out in horror and saddness as his companion was ravaged by the sinister cats. Cat then turned back to the shaken Rat and drove a claw into each eye, and each ear. She then bit off each of his legs, taking all the time in her world to extract every wave of pain that shuddered forth from Rat. Cat and her gang then left Rat, a sensless bloody lump, still breathing, still feeling, never dying.
Sick abomination, or artistic genious?
Sick abomination, or artistic genious?
Oh, and the outside, well, it's overrated. At least when the evil orb is still up, that tends to draw out the Others, the Normals. Then your forced to hear the most mind-bendingly idiotic things. However, there are lots of neat goods and services available. It's like most things, really: OK to good in moderation; overdo it, and you pay bigtime.