Mission: Rather Difficult But Still Possible

[Destiny]

"Dum dum, du-dum dum, du-dum dum du-du dum,dum dum de DE NA NA! DE NE NA! DE-ARGH!" the black cat never did finish his song. Darting across the narrowest beams in the large barn the Circuit cats populated, Faketruth's checked cape got snagged on a loose nail.

"Oh, prrrrrpt," he muttered, dangling precariously above the floor. No one, he noticed, was rushing to catch him.

On reflection, maybe that's a good thing... he thought, wincing as he thought of the last creature that triedto catch him. It had taken AGES to get all those hedgehog spikes out of his rump!

"Oh?" feeling a change, he looked up in time to see the final snag tearing.

"Avenge meeeeeeeeeee!" he yowled as he plummeted. Suddenly Faker remembered he wasn't just any cat...He was a Circuit cat! Managing to twist in mid-air, he disappeared completely!

That is,until he hit the floor a second later.

[Marrowbone]

(EEHeehee, Faker I luffs you <3)

Jackle stretched out on a bale of hay, counting the bits of prey, jewelry, and other swag that he had swindled from the other Circuit cats. As well as a few packages of birdseed won from a gang of finches. Every cat knows that birds are terrible at cards. What would the grinning cat do with birdseed? He didn't know. He was just happy to have won it from someone.

With the typical ear-to-ear smile on his face, he swept his new belongings into a black bag-- Also unfairly won off of some victim of his-- And chuckled to himself, "Heehee, I believe this is a record for me. Fifty mouse-tails in a day isn't bad!" Jackle secured the pouch of swag under his cape and took off across the barn, wondering in his muttering how much the catnip junkies would give him for a bag of birdseed.

"Oh, prrrrrpt,"

Jackle halted and looked around for the source of the strange noise. Nothing to the left, the right... He looked up.

"AKGNKFLKJDFBDFKNFKD!" Jackle shrieked incoherently, just before Faker plowed into the poor gambler. "GET OFF OF ME!"

(It's been soooo long since I roleplayed ;-

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[Destiny]

The young tom pushed himself up into a sitting position and checked himself thouroghly, patting his chest, face, ears and rump before swishing his tail in front of him. All good! In no hurry, he reached back and pulled his cape forward, inspecting the damage.

"Oh, look at that!" he muttered to no one in particular. "Torn right through. Bet that's gonna cost me to have repaired... The black cat slumped, still where he had landed, and finally assessed what had happened.

Tilting his head back, Faker looked up towards the beam, judging how far away it was. Yep...that should probably have hurt more than it did...Slowly the tom's gaze dropped to where he sat, at the form of the cat below him. Whoops...

With an expression on his face which could only be described as "" he scrambled off the cat. "Oh no! I killed him!" Faker wailed loudly, completely obvlivious that Jackle had just shouted at him. What-what will I do? Do you know what they do to guys like me in jail? Ever heard the phrase "Not enough room to swing a cat"? They had to have tested that somewhere!" Eyes rolling, he danced on the spot nervously, unaware that he looked like a lunatic.

"I know! I'll dispose of the body! No one will notice Jackle missing...Ooh, what's this?" his eyes had alighted on the bag under Jackle's cape. "Free stuff? Yay!"

((Roleplay? What's that now? xD Wow it's been such a long time since I last RP'd...))