Dishonorably Discharged

  Brain Tramua can lead to serious damages to one's mental state. Anyone surviving major headwounds is ordered to be given intense mental treatment. (Indie blog for an AU Kitty Katswell. NSFW for moments sexual themes and intense moments of violence. Semi-selective)   

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@deputydakota

The bank was perhaps the only place a person could store their money, as sometimes leaving cash at home was not enough to secure a holding of any kind. Sadly this meant that banks were prone to robbery, and boy did banks attract all kinds of scum to rob it. The door to the current bank being robbed had exploded, a set of figures would later emerge from the dust clouds.

The figure was a feline with a light tan fur, with her were  a few thugs that were used as extra muscle. Their first order of business once walking inside was to open fire to quell the thoughts of being a hero. This resulted in a few random deaths to get everyone’s attention.

“Sorry to cut things short ladies and gentlemen, but me and my boys here wish to make a withdrawal. This shall result in many accounts to go empty. Do try and stop me if you wish, cause I’m more than willing to kill everyone in this building~!”

The tone was friendly, which only made the cat sound insane because of it. Someone in the crowd coughed and got a bullet to the head, she could trust none of these civilians.

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Are you really that bored?

“I’ve got a constant blood-lust that needs sating on a weekly basis. If I don’t get a chance to kill scores of people, then I get bored. Simple shit really.”

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“I really thought I would get some action, kick ass, take names, cause chaos. Waiting for someone to hire you is....boring.” 

It had been around three months since Katswell was given a job, and this made her rather bored beyond all belief. Violence was something Kitty found interesting when it came to her own personal affairs, and to not get a chance to show it off was killing the fun mood for her.

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(I have no idea why I made these icons)

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bixweapxn:

What was this? Some form of feline creature? What, did UGWI make another Bioweapon? He thought he was the only one…

He did not find it keen on new visitors. He hoped the decaying corpses of the one he fed from were hint enough, but apparently not.

The beast followed the unfamiliar scent like a predator, and acid green eyes pierced through the shadows, glaring towards the intruder.

She will make a fine meal, once fur is shed and stung through her heart.

She began to enter with almost reckless abandon and some minor caution a the bodies seen around the area, two armed soldiers followed behind her. It was amazing how willing people would follow if you lied about getting paid of this, she would kill them once this is done. The two that were with her began to separate to find what they were ordered to find.

The feline moved toward a bloody desk, looking at some papers near one of the bodies to see what sort of price this place held. If these deaths were the cause of a weapon, she needed to know what it was and who might have taken her prize.

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@bixweapxn

Katswell was not the sort to care about cleaning up her messes, not when the messes were caused from killing people at least. Armories were the only means that the feline could keep her barely functioning war machine stable, bloodshed was just common place.

She knew not of what sort of hidden secrets this place might hold, for all that mattered was that weapons were guarded in it and they would be hers. Having a mindset of both violence and arrogance was an unhealthy cocktail for one’s brain.

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wabbitseezon:

“Two? I only see one duck here.”

“One duck, a wolf, and a chicken.”

“My money is on the wolf then.”

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“Why am I seeing two ducks trying to fight each other?”

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@starveincd

The universe was perhaps the most ripe thing to plunder, for there would always be a place for the lawless to flee when given the need to. Katswell saw all worlds as only things that need to be ruined, the bigger the security force the better the reward. It was enough to make her smile, she felt like a kitten in a candy shop.

The first world on Kitty’s list of places to loot had to be one that was worth her starting point, a figurative dipping one’s toes into the water if anything. Well that was the intention, but the first planet was Kerwan. The main plan was to see how well this world would handle without money, anything that was in the way to this planet’s banks were just target practice. 

If the money could not be stolen however, Kitty gave her men the order to destroy it. Bolts are good for more than just income after all, it can help boost one’s need to build a war machine.

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(these tend to work at times. Like/reblog if you are willing to rp with an AU Kitty Katswells)

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gone-postal ==> crazed-kitty

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Welcome to another day of what the fuck is going on.

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I’ll swallow my blood before I swallow my pride.

Al Capone (via provst)

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RPers, please reblog this if you’re ok with para responses that don’t include dialogue.

        Often it seems like an expectation that dialogue will be exchanged in every para response, but sometimes characters are nonverbal, or don’t have anything to say, or are in a situation that would make talking impractical. If the writer puts enough attention into describing their actions, though, there’s still plenty to respond to even without dialogue.         Non-dialogue responses are not “going nowhere.” Non-dialogue responses are not “filler.” Non-dialogue responses are not non-responses.