Round 2 part 2A few hours after his visions, for he knew that was what they had been, he seemed to forget and go about his usual business; messing with Fiona. Such games were fun, and it all wasn't about sexual deviousness. When he and his fellow shape shifter got together they'd cause havoc throughout the house.
Evil got a bag full of rabies ridden puppies, courtesy of Drakonious (He had, at some point, been enlisted to help with the mayhem.) Howl ended up having his scarf stolen and used as a Togo by Fiona and Morphio at the same time. Their last target had been Tuk, whom they managed to take off his mask and replace it with a Hockey mask.
The last trick nearly got Morphio's head punched off, but hey! He'd be dead soon and if that were the case then he'd get his fun in. Still, as the day rolled by, he knew his fate would soon be upon him. He had another day or so before he really needed to begin investigating. His contest, he knew, would not be a short one. They had to have travel
VS Round 2 Part 1ITALICS
"The council chamber was aflame. Bodies strewn across tables, and clay floors. Not a life seemed to exist within the room other than a hulking giant and bandaged young man in a straw hat. Fire leaked at the heels of these two strange warriors and yet they did not flinch.
"You are weak against fire." The speech was slow, sound pained, or perhaps dumb. But the creature that spoke was not a fool, he wasn't stupid, he might not have been a scientist but if one could see past the dark eyeholes of his mask they'd see intelligence gleaming in those eyes.
"Yeah, I'm weak against fire." Like the masked giant, this man also had the majority of his face covered, the only real visible portion were his red and white eyes. Unlike the giant, his eyes held something other than intelligence; they held a spark of insanity.
"But that's okay because this won't take long." The giant nodded his head in agreement before his hand snapped forward like lightning and gripped the age of the la
Cat UprisingOr the Feline UpRising. No matter what you call it... we're all in trouble. While I'd like to believe it's simply a few kittens stuttering about with their paws on their Masters keyboard, it is... doubtful. What we have now is chaos. If you have a Cat of any-kind, lock it in a kennel and hold it prisoner. The Cats have Fella, we have our own miniature brats to take care of.
Be aware, there have been reports that the Cats have taken several of their Masters places. Whatever may have happened to their master is... Well there are no reports of bodies but one cannot look past the worst case out of hope. The point remains, defend yourselves, lock your cats up, and make sure you take up arms NOW. If you bend to the will of the Feline's then what else will you have? We're already nearly their pets, the only think we have is the ability to deny it...
But if this continues then there will be no denial! There will be no hope! These evil, furry creatures will take us, chain us, and force us to fe