Roleplay - 29th of September

Belcheri snorted, as far as he saw it, Casper wasn't the one who saw that the more they suffered, the more enjoyable it was. In fact, to a former Black Mamba such as himself, it was the suffering that they enjoyed the most, and it was a shame that the fun had to end when it died, but it is satisfying to know that they were the ones who did it.

The ground squirell tries to escape from it's torturer but because its legs have recieved dibilitating injuries, the ground squirell can barely lift itself off the ground. Cyanide pins it to the ground, refusing to let it get away alive. She clamps down on its skull with with deadly force. The baby ground squirell squeaks for mercy but after a few seconds goes limp. The brutal death leaves a satisfied bloody smile on Cyanide's face. It seems Belcheri's horrofying influences have sunken into cyanide's sick and twisted mind.

Casper snorted. To him, the Black Mambas sounded like a bunch of non-orderly holligans.

Belcheri snickered, they WERE orderly, if they didn't do what the dominants said, they'd be ripped to shreds, and others would gladly help the dominants with that. The Black Mambas were like an army, every age was giving a section for training to kill. The scalings were the youngest, then the cadets until finally they made it up to pro killer. He smiled evilly at the memory of himself as a cadet. He was one of the most favored pups by his parents, but he wasn't allowed to call them mother or father, that mmade him sound weak. He was supposed to call them Ma'm or Sir. They were highly orderly.

Cyanide smacks the dead ground squirell aside then kicks sand over it. The puny little thing was weaker than she thought. She was hoping for something that would fight back so she could further strengthen her battle skills.

Cyan narrowed her eyes. They sounded like the Shadow Deaths...

Finished grooming Icicle, Fantasy decides to resurface and investigate the damage of the ground squirrel. She didn't really expect it to be alive but it wouldn't hurt to check.
ooc: Thanx StormyMeerkat! :]

Belcheri snickered, what was the point of checking to see if it was still alive, if it was, it wouldn't be for long anyways.

Always being close to other creatures Fantasy cared about them and their feelings. Seeing the remains of the baby animal covered with sand she turns away and stalks off alittle ways to stand guard.

ooc: That's okay. ^.^ I'm just glad you're back. If you need me to explain what has been going on, just ask.
By the way, I'd been planning for Fantasy to kinda act as Icicle's mum, and Icicle see her as one, even though she protests and ignores her. If you don't want to, that's cool.

bic: Icicle growled, pulling herself away from Fantasy.
At the foraging party, Enigma calls to the group, heading for home.
Kahzarni looked up, undecided if she should follow or continue to tease the rovers. (Providing they are still there)

ooc: She could follow Will. I imagine that Karzahni would be very rebellious. After all, in Bionicle, the plant plotted to destroy Makuta. XD

I play Will now. X3

Tokala trots alongside Enigma loyaly.

ooc: That's kewl! :]

bic: Fantasy, getting bored of being on guard, takes Icicle and begins to groom her again. Eventually she gets bored of that and just flops down on her side, but still keeping her senses aware of what was happening around her, and keeping an eye on Icicle.

Casper narrowed his eyes. Sure, the Black Mambas were secretly impressing him now, but did Belcheri really have to brag>

Belcheri snickered, he had forgotten that not most mobs were like that, so of course it would sound like bragging.

Sargent was still hanging around the main group.

So was Captain. Captain creeped forward slightly.

Cyan growled. There were plenty of groups like that!

Belcheri smiled evilly at Cyan, but none of those groups were as bad as the Black Mambas, sure, the Shadow Deaths may be worse, but other than them, the Black Mambas were about as evil as they get.

Cyanide cleans the blood off her paws in content then just sits and glances around feeling bored.

ooc: LMAO. You don't know the Marbles or the Garters, do you? And neither does Belcheri. X3

Heh... Well... Belcheri seems really prideful. Full of himself. The bad kind of pride. :d

ooc: Well the Black Mambas are really bad, they were actually far worse than he makes them sound, and so yeah, he is kind of ful of pride about that.

ooc: Casper doesn't like prideful kats... he doesn't like bragging kats ether.

ooc: Then he must hate Belcheri. XD

Tokala realises that there are still rovers around. He uses his old tactic and keeps his eyes on the group's females.

ooc: I don't know if I want Kahzarni to mate. Originally she was just messing around with the rovers, letting them think she wanted to mate XP. Do you mind if she follows Will.

bic: Icicle growled quietly. She was capable of taking care of herself!

Fantasy snickered at Icicle. She didn't intend to anger the pup, she just didn't want her to get into any more trouble. So just to please Icicle, Fantasy relaxed and didn't pay much attention to her.