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Post by nolitafairytale on Jan 20, 2008 20:06:34 GMT -5
"What did he do to scare you?"
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Post by misstinkerbell on Jan 20, 2008 20:41:24 GMT -5
"Hey! How did you know...." She started, then the realisation dawned on her, "Oh yeah, magic cat."
Griddlebone flexed her claws, a habit she had developed when she talked to others. "Well, if you must know, although you probably already do, I saw him fighting another cat. The other cat didn't turn out too good."
Griddlebone gulped, pushing the bloody image from her mind by laying down and resting her head on her paws. She glanced up at Manson, an eyebrow raised.
"Don't hurt me again for saying this, but you two are kind of similar."
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Post by nolitafairytale on Jan 20, 2008 21:26:02 GMT -5
He glared at her, but held back. He had heard that plenty of times before so he was used to it. "How so...?"
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Post by misstinkerbell on Jan 21, 2008 0:00:09 GMT -5
"For someone who can read minds, you sure ask a lot of questions." Griddlebone quipped. She examined her own claws for a moment, drawing a circle in the dust on the floor.
She sighed and looked up at Manson again. "Well, you're both excessively violent. And you take pleasure in this violence, from what I can gather. And from what I can remember, doesn't he have powers like yourself?"
The fluffy white queen scratched her ear and muttered. "It must be nice to be magical."
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Post by nolitafairytale on Jan 21, 2008 0:22:59 GMT -5
Manson glared at her, "You mind isn't worth reading let alone even taking a look at..."
He smirked, "You'll never understand the pleasure taking a life will give you. You haven't really taken one, have you...?"
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Post by misstinkerbell on Jan 21, 2008 0:27:06 GMT -5
"Well, no I haven't killed anyone. Why would I need to?" Griddlebone shivered slightly.
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Post by nolitafairytale on Jan 21, 2008 0:31:45 GMT -5
"Killing someone is one thing, taking a life is another." He looked away, "You can't fully understand Chaos' and my world unless you got that down. So don't go and make comparasions... Harlot..."
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Post by misstinkerbell on Jan 21, 2008 0:35:28 GMT -5
Griddlebone raised an eyebrow at Manson, shrinking back slightly but trying to hold her ground, and dignity. "I have other uses here in this Warehouse. And I suppose I don't call myself a hench rather..." She trailed off trying to think of a suitable word, "rather a Female Executive."
She humped triumphantly, however keeping her eyes on Manson.
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Post by nolitafairytale on Jan 21, 2008 1:02:03 GMT -5
Manson shook his head, another bolt was sent, "That's pathetic..."
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Post by misstinkerbell on Jan 21, 2008 1:45:08 GMT -5
Griddlebone growled defensively as the next bolt hit her. That one hurt, well, the others did too, but the more and more that he hit her with the weaker she felt. Not even bothering to get up, the fluffy white queen glared grumpily at him.
"May I ask you not to do that again?" She snapped. "And it is not pathetic. I have never been asked nor seen the occasion to kill someone so I have not rised to the occasion. Supposedly Macavity feels that I am to be put to other uses. Do you really think that everyone here has killed someone before? I know many queens and toms that haven't."
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Post by nolitafairytale on Jan 21, 2008 16:29:07 GMT -5
*and they're all just pathetic as you...* He sent to her, *the only reason Macavity keeps you around is because you are a harlot that gives the other henchs a reason to stay with him and not turn traitorious... You're simply an item to him, never forget that, you harlot.*
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Post by misstinkerbell on Jan 21, 2008 20:18:31 GMT -5
Griddlebone let out a small laugh. "Don't think that I don't know that already!" She raised her head, smiling slyly at Manson. "You don't think that I actually like it here? But this place has served useful for me, and I've been useful for here. Just because I haven't killed anyone, doesn't mean I haven't caused others to be killed."
Griddlebone huffed triumphantly. There most likely wasn't anything Manson could say that she hadn't heard before and she was beyond being hurt by it. After hearing that you're a slut and harlot for so long, you begin to believe it yourself.
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Post by nolitafairytale on Jan 21, 2008 21:20:27 GMT -5
"Like Growltiger...?"
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Post by misstinkerbell on Jan 21, 2008 21:37:40 GMT -5
"Yeah, like him. And some others." She sighed. "Don't remember their names now. I don't regret it."
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Post by nolitafairytale on Jan 22, 2008 16:08:14 GMT -5
He gave her a look, one of anger, so much anger. Though he killed for pleasure, he still understood what the pain of trusting others and that trust basically being stepped on. He imagined that's how Growltiger must of felt.
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