Midnight Howl

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

@Midnight Howl

Total page length was around 15pgs I believe

@FallenTrinity

I am excited for your short story then lol

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

@VKAllen That should hold it over until I get sleep. Let me know if anything is illegible lol

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

Deeandra~

“Well, come for a dinner and a night up in the Penthouse in the Hole. Who knows what stories we'll be making." @VKAllen

The golden gun gleamed it caught a ray of light before sliding back into its holster at the leopard’s thigh. Purring, interrupted by a velvety voice, “Be careful what you ask for Sach…it might be more than you can handle.” Adjusting her gloves, shiny claws moved methodically in and out flaunting their piercing abilities, eager to sink into a target “But what kind of lady says no to dinner?” Eyes narrowed to dangerous slits resting on the figure momentarily before wandering to the storm brewing in the distance. Dee let out a cocky smirk. It was his “goons” who would be needing to watch their backs.

Eyes followed the men as they exited the car; she couldn’t help but to hear the voice of the raven @Mega Birb, it’s pitch almost annoying enough to ruin her good mood. Almost. Glancing at the sand at her door she knew she would have to go out in it. Rolling her eyes, she picked up a walkie, giving orders to Marcus as to the new situation of the drop. The confidence of Sacha not double crossing her twice were certain. Leaving it in his capable hands, the leopard opened the door to the car allowing more sand to enter. Making her way towards the popped truck she slipped her arms underneath Marliena’s limp body, picking her up. Shutting the door with her tail, Dee brought her driver to the passenger’s side, carefully placing her and strapping her in. You had me almost worried for a second...not enough to avoid punishment but...

Climbing into the driver’s seat, keys went into the ignition as the engine revved to life. Pulling a u-turn, tires slid defiantly across the sand, adding to the amount in the atmosphere. Within moments, the vehicle began its journey back to the Rock. Between the sand in the floorboard and the cracks in the glass repairs would be necessary. There would need to be a count on the inventory to mark what was lost.

A devilish smile crossed her lips Let’s not forget what else I need to plan. Her turn would be soon after all. Much to do indeed.

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

Plots on how to screw with Sacha begin :3

☽ ☽ Mooncrest Island ☾ ☾ (Supernatural/ Psych Ward) (Starting/ Always Open!)

@Mega Birb slight problem....the others don't know about their powers...only Ash does. He is going to reveal it at the meeting. Tell everyone to stop taking their meds. All that jazz

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

@Mega Birb You're probably going to have to read my reply then edit yours...they were posted too close to succession and are now confusing as she is already in the car with @VKAllen

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

Oh good, the only thing I actually missed was a date night collab.
I'll have the mess finished and posted, tomorrow.

@Hawlin

I am mentally prepared to read your wall of collab.

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

Deeandra~

A black glove beckoned the leopard to take a place in the back seat. The easy way; a quite way. However, Deeandra could not find a single reason Sacha @VKAllen deserved a luxury. Knowing he came with his own hand to lay down, she wondered how it would all play out. To make it so easy on him? The idea in itself completely unfathomable! Yet, here she was still entertaining it all the same. What game are you playing at my sneaky little mouse? Or are you the cat? A plot filled with so many twists she couldn’t help throwing her head back to laugh. Strings being manipulated. The question remaining as to the identity of the puppet-master.

“I had hoped for a hug and a kiss on the cheek from the Godmother. Not seven .50 Cal leads inside of this ol' noggin."

Delicately taking her tail and tracing out his jaw line through the glass she took on a mocking tone, “Oh but I was only angry dear….you did catch me by such a surprise, and how could I ruin such a handsome face.” thinking the last bit over she shrugged, “Although, if you weren’t constantly acting like a thorn in my side it’d be easier not struggling to kill you. At the outburst against her family, Dee withheld a growl...his men's loyalty on a scale with her own? There was no comparison. Half listening, Deeandra did not particularly care about any endeavors on her vehicle—knowing the right people getting another would be no feat. The weapon on the other hand they held slightly more significance. All nothing in comparison to the real prize here:

Relief from her monotony.

Against her better judgement, knowledge of the tiger heavily breathing in the distance, and what appeared to be an onlooker (whom she only just noticed) @Mega Birb, she opened the door to the backseat of the jeep. Placing her Barrett across her back, Dee’s slender body slid across the black leather. Unlatching her pistol, aiming it at Sacha’s head (an act mostly just for show, to prove she did not fear him) she placed her other arm behind her own head as she leaned back getting comfortable for the “proposal” coming. Crossing her legs she added her own stipulation, “The crate already in my jeep is off limits…the other four you can look through.” thinking about her suitcase of crowns in Marcus’ possession she continued, “Also, everything pertaining to my negotiator is off limits.”

Dee’s golden eyes maintained contact with Sacha’s through the review questioning if the deal was struck….or if there was more. In hopes of a diversion she leaned forward until her breath was at his ear, "And here I was hoping the next time I saw you it would be just the two of us. How disappointing."

Leaning back once more she waited for his response. Being the Godmother, one must recognize that scraps were better than starving, though she could force Sacha to famine with her, this course appeared to be the most logical for the time being. It would keep her family from dying unnecessarily, even the call on Marliena’s life just a bluff. Her job, in the end was to protect those who pledged themselves to her, though she would never admit this sentiment out loud.

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

@Kafka Komedy@Midnight Howl@VKAllen

I just had a freaking realization and it's the summer one to date. What Does the Fox Say has to be the most racist song in this world as it stereotypes all different animals placing the most racial stereotype on the Fox. Vexen must hate this song or with the vibe I get from her finds it rather funny

Edit: dumbest not summer

@FallenTrinity

Lol Knowing her she probably thinks it is annoying sounding but mocks it all the same, making jokes about herself

Die Alone, or Listen to the Tale from the Watering Hole (An Anthropomorphic Dystopic, noir RP. High Casual, Furries)

@VKAllen@Midnight HowlAlright, I've read through it a few times, and I have no idea how to follow what happened. It's mostly Dee and Sacha's placement at the moment that's confusing.

@Mega Birb

Sacha is now in Dee's armored car after taking out her only guard/driver. Next to him is the Bengal and another is hiding somewhere. Dee is in front of the car looking at the dropoff from her scope. After being honked at she eventually makes her way to the driver's side door where she is talking to Sacha through the glass, hitting on him and wanting to kill him at the same time, and threatening to blow this shindig sky high.