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Post by Plato on Mar 16, 2011 17:56:23 GMT -5
Plato cocked his head to the side. "But that'd be mean to shove it in their face--OHMYGOD!" He stared where his God did, eyes wide at the rainbow pants. And then, he howled with delight and laughter. "THAT... IS... SO... FUCKING... HILARIOUS... AND... AWESOME!"
Oh man, where was Misto indeed!
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Post by Mistoffelees on Mar 16, 2011 17:58:42 GMT -5
"There better be a good reason for this," Misto mumbled, seemingly appearing out of nowhere behind Tugger. Who knew how long he'd even been there as he squeezed past his friend and turned his head. Victor. Great... Hurt eyes darted away from the tom before noticing the colors.
"..."
His eyes widened before he scrambled toward Quaxo, spluttering a moment as he circled him. "Dude, it's one thing to show up as my long lost brother but... but...." He threw up his hands, flustered. "You're making me look straight!"
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Post by Quaxo on Mar 16, 2011 19:06:54 GMT -5
Quaxo grinned as Misto spluttered, "hey man, I make these pants look good. The colour isn't even on purpose, I promise, it's just the only pair I could find. And come on," he said turning on the spot, "you can't argue with a fit like this regardless of colour." He cocked his head, "besides, it's not like I've got the sparkle to fall back on. I think you've still got me beat."
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Post by Arion on Mar 16, 2011 19:23:22 GMT -5
Arion could hear voices; happy voices, perhaps even slightly slurred voices, as he takes a little stroll around the Junkyard. The spotted cat is curious, and he slinks forward, hoping to sneak up on the gathering before he decided whether he wanted to join or not. He spies Tumblebrutus spying on the group of adults, and a wicked grin flashes across his face. He commences stalking mode, hoping that he could sneak up on him without making too much noise (because, he hoped, that the gathering covered most of it). When he is close enough, the silver cat reaches out and pulls on his tail, before leaping and crouching next to him.
"'Sup?"
He merely asks, trying to make out the cats he was spying on. He hadn't been in the Junkyard for too long, so it took him just that little bit longer to recognise them. Except that one in the rainbow pants, and that grey queen, he vaguely knew the others (at least by description, and what tom hadn't heard of Bomba?)
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Post by Mistoffelees on Mar 16, 2011 19:48:50 GMT -5
"THAT IS NOT THE POINT!" Misto protested. "It's like... like... GAH!" Hands were thrown in the air along with a slight snort. How the fuck was it that this guy like out-gayed him? So not cool. At all.
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Post by Tumblebrutus on Mar 16, 2011 22:28:20 GMT -5
Tumblebrutus gasped as he turned, looking guilty as ever until he realized who it was. "Shh, do you want them to know we're here?" He looked back at the group. "They've been boring so far..." The statement was said with a bit of disappointmnet.
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Post by Arion on Mar 17, 2011 0:47:52 GMT -5
Arion chuckles at the patched cat's reaction, but believes that no response is required. He watches the group intently, focusing mainly on the girls.
"Reckon something interesting will happen?"
He hadn't really been around long enough to know what happened at these 'parties'.
"And why are we here and not out there?"
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Post by Alonzo on Mar 19, 2011 12:36:51 GMT -5
Alonzo blinked a couple of times at the new arrival, he hadn't seen that cat around before, but...wait did Mistoffelees just say 'long lost brother'? He was sure he heard that, he looked to Admetus raising his eyebrows and gesturing to the tom a very classic, 'what the hell' look on his face.
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Post by Tumblebrutus on Mar 19, 2011 18:35:20 GMT -5
"We can't go up there! They'll like..." He paused. Why did they spy anyway? Would the old cats really kick them out? "Lots of drinking... and sometimes they all start making out and more. Last time, Bomba and Kit went at it... and Plato gave Tugger this lapdance. It was hysterical."
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Post by Arion on Mar 19, 2011 20:37:27 GMT -5
He raises an eyebrow, looking at the patched tom. "Chicken." He taunts and crawls so he can get a better view. His ears perk up at the mention of Bomba and someone named Kit (he assumes it's the grey queen). "Oh wow, that I've gotta see."
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Post by Tumblebrutus on Mar 20, 2011 9:32:11 GMT -5
"Arionnnnnn," Tumblebrutus whispered before crawling low to the ground after his friend. A better view would be, of course, considerably nicer. And well... worst case... Arion was a year older than him so he could blame the other tom. Perfect scapegoat.
Suddenly, Tumblebrutus felt a lot more confident.
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Post by Arion on Mar 20, 2011 19:26:50 GMT -5
"Whaaaat?" He whispers back, returning his attention to the party. Something interesting had to happen soon, right?
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Post by Tumblebrutus on Mar 21, 2011 10:30:41 GMT -5
"If we get caught, it's your fault," Tumble whispered back. Oh man. This possibly could be great. He was amazed that actually someone who wasn't Pounce was able to talk him into something with just a few words. But well.... Arion could be his scapegoat. He had no problem pawning off his problems on his friends.
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Post by pike on Mar 21, 2011 10:34:16 GMT -5
"... this seems a lot more anti-climatic than I was hoping," Munkustrap muttered as he went for a new bottle, maybe a little shove of his shoulder given to his older brother as he moved there. Also, helped a little to be further away from Kit. Maybe Addy could give her a go. And then he wouldn't feel so bad for flirting with the other queens.
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Post by Arion on Mar 21, 2011 23:37:50 GMT -5
The spotted cat shakes his head. "If we get caught..." He lets the thought stew for a moment or two, before shrugging. "Eh, what's the worst that could happen, honestly?" Besides, how was he going to learn if he didn't at least try?
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Post by Tumblebrutus on Mar 23, 2011 9:07:30 GMT -5
Well.... there was a good point with that. Victor could like TRY to kick his ass or... something. "It's still your fault if we do," Tumble insisted as he pulled closer to his friend, but by the second he was moving up on his own.
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Post by Plato on Mar 24, 2011 11:05:02 GMT -5
Plato was quickly losing interest. Why weren't sparks and explosions and shit being set off? Misto was severely disappointing him on that one! He stopped grinding against Alonzo but didn't move. He was always a physical cat.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Mar 24, 2011 20:16:26 GMT -5
"Brother...Explains the pants," Tugger said. "Tandem Sparkling! Fagging in stereo!" He slopped some booze on his mane in the motions he was making. Tugger had an almost Mistoffelees like ability to acquire booze at parties.
He attempted to briefly lick his mane clean, but gave up.
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Post by Victor on Mar 24, 2011 20:18:25 GMT -5
Victor grabbed a bottle from the stash, skulling it. He did not need this now.
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Post by Quaxo on Mar 25, 2011 3:32:28 GMT -5
"Oh come on Misto," Quaxo said laughing, "it's something we have in common. The ability to gay things up every so often."
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Post by Arion on Mar 26, 2011 3:45:31 GMT -5
Arion shakes his head. "You worry too much. Just relax, alright?" He whispers, placing a reassuring hand on Tumble's shoulder. He then realises that perhaps this was a little touchy-feely and so he removed it; it was not like he had any feelings like that towards him. He was just an affectionate guy. "It does get interesting soon, right?"
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Post by Mistoffelees on Mar 26, 2011 13:23:47 GMT -5
"You," Misto said as he turned around, glaring at Tugger, "are the most vile tom in existence. And I will laugh the second you get a STD, you perverted son of a bitch." Maybe more hostile words than Misto tended to use, but with a little alcohol, and being pissy about being out-glamoured, he wasn't quite in the mood. His eyes shifted to Victor and he suppressed a sniffle, arms folding tightly over his chest. Victor owed him an apology.
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Post by Tantomile on Mar 26, 2011 14:35:58 GMT -5
Tantomile deliberately ignored Plato and his antics, choosing instead to focus on her drink. Her gaze snapped up to the arrival of the cat with the multicolored pants, and she giggled at Misto's outrage. "Oh, Misto. It's not like they're even your style, anyway. You can be gay and sparkly, he can be gay and rainbow."
Tantomile had always felt very affectionate toward Misto. Probably it was the odd powers they both had, but Misto was generally fun. Though he didn't look like his normal self at the moment.
She shot a glare over at Tugger. "Don't be rude." Shaking her head, she made her way over to Misto and the new cat, taking a moment to focus on him. She smiled. "You have a most interesting... hmm. Aura, I suppose, might be the best word. I can't get a clear reading on you. I'm Tantomile." Her version of an introduction. Though it was more like, who are you? Why can't I read you? She had never been able to clearly read Misto or Cassie, due to their own powers. So what was up with this tom?
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Post by Quaxo on Mar 26, 2011 18:48:53 GMT -5
"The name's Quaxo, nice to meet you." Quaxo nodded at the queen as she made her next comments, scrutinizing her. "Well, I suppose I could be said to have a strange aura," he smiled at her, "don't worry I'm not dangerous or anything." He leaned in, "I assume you have power of some sort, correct?"
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Post by Tantomile on Mar 26, 2011 22:33:31 GMT -5
She grinned. "No, you don't seem dangerous." Tantomile tilted her head at him, nodding. "Mhmm. I suppose the best term for me would be psychic. I can read minds, sometimes, and I get feelings about things, again, only sometimes. It's annoyingly random." She shrugged. She was used to the feelings coming and going.
"Cori and I have a mental connection, too. That's always there." Her eyes flicked away for a moment, and she took another drink from her bottle. "Coricopat. My twin brother." Shaking her head to jolt herself back to the present, she forced herself back to cheerfulness. "I'm assuming you have some interesting power. My sight never works on those that do. Like Misto, I've never been able to read him."
She eyed the bottle, before looking back at Quaxo and laughing. "This must be going to my head. I'm never this talkative."
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Post by Quaxo on Mar 27, 2011 2:46:04 GMT -5
Quaxo nodded again, "I do have power of a sort, if you want to call it that. I can read people's emotions. Unfortunately for me, it's always turned on," he grabbed a bottle from near by and took a swig, "I'm sorry about your brother by the way."
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Post by Kitrina on Mar 27, 2011 20:45:45 GMT -5
Ugh. The noise was obnoxious, as was the company. Maybe more unpleasant because of Tugger and some of the others.
She walked a bit to the side, hands moving to the pockets of her jeans. She could use another drink, but for then she was watching the display.
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Post by pike on Mar 30, 2011 9:27:22 GMT -5
"Yet strangely I bear no resemblance to you, if you use the brothers' analogy," Munkustrap muttered to Tugger before he shook his head, a bit relieved that there was the distraction from 'measuring up,' even if he felt fairly confident. He didn't need to know, didn't want to know, and ugh.
He moved closer to Admetus again, thankful that Kitrina was further away. Maybe with the drinks, he was more loosened up though he had some discretion. "How is it that whenever Tugger and Misto show up somewhere, anywhere, those of us who actually were getting attention for once lose it?"
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Post by ilikegirlstoo on Apr 1, 2011 16:43:30 GMT -5
Admetus responded to Alonzo's look with a shrug and a slight shake of the head. No idea.
He grinned at Munkustrap and laid an arm over his shoulder, slightly leaning up against his friend as he took a swig from his drink. "beats me, man," he said, eyeing Quaxo with mild interest. He had no idea Misto had a brother.
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Post by puck on Apr 1, 2011 16:49:42 GMT -5
Puck led Kamaria and Mungo around the junk yard, searching for Quaxo. After a while she began to hear voices and headed towards them, hoping that Quaxo was part of the group.
"Hey guys." She called, walking to the clearing. "Quaxo! We've been loo--Oh my god those pants!" Blinking a few times to get over the brightness of them. "Wow..."
"I dunno guys, I don't think the glitter is going to be needed anymore." She muttered to Kam and Mungo.
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