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Post by *Beechstar* on Nov 19, 2009 21:20:00 GMT -6
Scratch listened as Bleak yelled at him from outside the cave. "Sorry...,"he muttered to himself. Then, loud enough so Bleak could hear he meowed at him, "And don't be such an ass about it. I was just worried. And since you know that I'm gay now, you should not scare me like that." He then realized that he didn't know if Bleak was gay. "Hey, speaking of being gay.....are you?" He meowed the last part with a sigh of relief that he had finally asked Bleak.
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Nov 20, 2009 17:41:26 GMT -6
Bleak rolled his eyes at Scratch's insult. Then, that question got to him. Was he gay? He had never taken much though to it before. Shoot, he had never known what love was; let alone fall in it. Standing up, Bleak poked his head into the cave mouth. Once his eyes had adjusted to the dim light, he looked confusedly at the black tom. "I don't know," he mewed truthfully. "How can you tell if you're gay?"
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Post by *Beechstar* on Nov 21, 2009 16:27:52 GMT -6
OOC: I'm not sure if I'm right, but I'm trying to relate to being gay. It's hard.
"Well, I knew when I started feeling connections and having weird feelings about guys. Like you never want to leave them or you like the fell of their fur." Scratch wasn't surprised at Bleak's question at all. He figured he would ask him. He smiled at Bleak and waited for an answer.
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Nov 21, 2009 20:21:29 GMT -6
OOC:: That's okay... I know how you feel...
The feel of their fur? Not wanting to leave their side? Bleak would have to stand by Scratch to know those things. "Well," Bleak mewed, flattening his ears, "I guess I'll just have to, uh, find that out." The small tom padded awkwardly over to Scratch and took a deep breath. This was going to be so weird. Bleak moved forward and brushed roughly against the larger tom. "Oh my god, I'm so short compared to you!" Bleak growled. But, there was something that spread through him; pleasing. Bleak wanted to know more, and rubbed against the other cat again, brushing his cheek on Scratch's shoulder. Bleak pulled away, surprisingly reluctant, and sat down, staring at Scratch with an incredulous look. "Oh. My. God." Bleak meowed the words slowly. "Scratch... I think I'm gay..."
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Post by *Beechstar* on Nov 22, 2009 10:45:24 GMT -6
Scratch smiled when Bleak freaked at being smaller than him. Then he admitted that he might be gay. "Bleak, you probably don't want to hear this but....yay! No one I've ever known that I liked has ever been gay and it's surprising to finally find someone. I'm relieved." He looked at Bleak with love and happiness. He was very happy even if Bleak wasn't.
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Nov 23, 2009 7:23:01 GMT -6
"How are you so happy?" Bleak hissed. "How do you feel so comfortable with everything? This is a big thing!" Bleak was stumbling over his words like a worried she-cat. Oh, god... She-cat... "Umm... Scratch?" Bleak looked down at his paws and shuffled them. "Isn't there a tom and a she-cat in every relationship? How do you settle that between two toms?" Bleak knew one of them was going to be the she-cat of the group, and depending on size, Bleak was really low on the ladder. A very faint sense of dread was slowly sweeping through the little tom's chest. His eyes were a little wider than the usual, and he looked up at Scratch with a blank, unreadable look, feeling and looking small.
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Post by *Beechstar* on Nov 23, 2009 16:57:17 GMT -6
OOC:How am I supposed to know?!?!
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Nov 23, 2009 19:20:22 GMT -6
OOC:: Make something up!! Remember my drawing??
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Post by *Beechstar* on Nov 23, 2009 19:55:26 GMT -6
OOC: No but I know you told me that you wanted Bleak to be the girl.
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Nov 24, 2009 7:26:25 GMT -6
OOC:: Well... Scratch isn't the nicest, so just have him tell Bleak!
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Post by *Beechstar* on Nov 24, 2009 16:28:29 GMT -6
OOC: Ok. here goes.
"Well since your kinda more girly-ish, I think you would be the girl and I would be the dude. Plus, I have big muscles." He flexed his big muscles and smiled. Hehe, he thought.
OOC: Sorry it so short. no inspiration.
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Nov 24, 2009 16:47:28 GMT -6
OOC:: Well, at least it gives me something to work with...
Bleak narrowed his eyes and frowned. "So it all depends on size? That's not fair! Everybody is bigger than me!" Bleak puffed out his fur. "And I don't need muscles! I am an assassin, I need stealth and speed, sharp claws and strong jaws. Those bulging things would only be in my way!" Bleak flexed his long claws. Why should size matter? Even the biggest cats could be weak and soft. Bleak wouldn't consider himself soft; he was violent and blood-thirsty. He needed death in his life to know he was living. Scratch was one cat that opposed unneeded fights; Bleak encouraged them! Whipping around, Bleak stalked away, his tail stuck straight up in the air, muttering, "So unfair..."
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Post by *Beechstar* on Nov 30, 2009 16:45:03 GMT -6
"I'm sorry. But you seem more like a girl then a guy. I don't really want to make it that way but it seems like you would be." Scratch really didn't want to be mean to Bleak or hurt his feelings but he was definately more of a man. He didn't really want to hurt Bleak's feelings but he could handle it. He wouldn't go off and cry like a girl would.OOC: sorry it's short. I've had a long day... 
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Nov 30, 2009 18:08:10 GMT -6
"More like a girl than a guy?" Bleak yowled in Scratch's face. "I, for one, am offended! How dare you say that..." Bleak glared viciously at the big cat, then suddenly dropped to a sitting position and faced away from Scratch. "Scratch, I'm gay, and I might... love... you, but I'm not talking to you for ten seconds... You have thirty seconds left." Bleak knew it didn't make sense, but he began to count aloud.
OOC:: Transformers had to come in...
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Post by *Beechstar* on Dec 1, 2009 16:23:10 GMT -6
Scratch let out a little mrrow of laughter when Bleak started to count aloud. When he was done the black cat said, "Well thats enough arguing for now. Let go too bed. I'm pooped." He went over to his new moss bed, that was big enough for two and layed down. "Come on sweetheart."
OOC: Hey Hawky, after you post I think this thread will be over.
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