10-11-2018, 07:20 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify;font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 7pt; word-spacing: 2px; line-height: 1.5;"]The evening was already shaping up to be quite the spectacle. Wispy, cirrus clouds lingered near the horizon where the golden sun had pulled the ocean's blanket over its head, now concealing its warmth and rays from the world. The sea had swallowed it whole, and it was now as dark and inky as a void. What lingered beneath its depths were unknown, but hell, it was pretty neat to look at. Night after night, the waves had been an endless marvel for the tom. All he would do was stand on his porch and gaze out onto the waters... maybe light up a smoke as well.
The tuxedo tom sat still, peaceful and tranquil ( for once ) as the chilly breeze weaved through his short, black fur. He wasn't sure how much longer he'd stay outside, though he figured that he should head inside soon to get himself somethin to munch on. Suddenly, an airy and soft feminine voice broke the natural ambience, "It is beautiful, isn't it?" Jerseyboy had turned his head, only a little. "Yeah, I guess."
The fem paused for a moment, rolling her shoulders and looking back out onto the horizon once more. "Do you like to look at the sea?" This girl liked to ask a lot of questions, didn't she? "Sometimes." And just who was she, anyways? The tuxedo cat craned his head, this time farther than the last time, just to get a good look at her. "Are you—whoa."
He was cut off, stunned as he gazed upon her misty flank. She looked pale and almost transparent; it certainly didn't look normal. One would perhaps think that she was... a ghost ( but then again, ghosts weren't real ).
The she-cat looked down at herself for a moment before looking back up at Jerseyboy. She explained in her airy voice, "Oh, it is just a condition I have had for quite some time now. Do not worry about it." He... wasn't sure if he should've believed her or not, but he couldn't think of another possible explanation. So, he accepted it with hesitance. "Okay..." Jersey furrowed his figurative brows.
He cleared his throat. "So... you're new around here?" She gave a small nod and responded, "Yes. I am afraid I don't know many people yet." A new girl, huh? Well, Jerseyboy was just a sucker for new girls, especially if they didn't know anybody else. That only meant that nobody could tarnish their opinions on him. "Well, if you need someone to keep ya' company..." The tuxedo cat sported a small, toothy grin.
The girl had seemed to ( literally ) light up at his offer, her doe eyes shining like silver moons. "Oh, would you?" At her enthusiasm, the Hearthkeeper managed a chuckle and reached his tail out to rest on her backside. "I'd be more than ha—"
His tail had gone right through her, coating it in a shimmery residue.
Eyes? Widened. Smile? Gone. Fur? Standing. Heart? P o u n d i n g . "Che cazz[sup]1[/sup]—what the fuck's wrong wit' you?!" Jerseyboy had leaped back, his triangular ears pinned against the back of his cranium. While his jaws parted in shock, the girl giggled, "Heehee! You fleshies are so gullible~" She then proceeded to [sup]levitate[/sup] off the ground and circle around him, mocking him and teasing him with every little twirl.
The Hearthkeeper jolted back once more, nearly tripping over himself this time in a graceless fashion. "Get away from me!" Jerseyboy [i]shouted at the ghost. He was not having a fun time right now, especially now that he learned that ghosts were real.
1. What the fu—
// the ghost is going to disappear from sight by the time anyone shows up!
The tuxedo tom sat still, peaceful and tranquil ( for once ) as the chilly breeze weaved through his short, black fur. He wasn't sure how much longer he'd stay outside, though he figured that he should head inside soon to get himself somethin to munch on. Suddenly, an airy and soft feminine voice broke the natural ambience, "It is beautiful, isn't it?" Jerseyboy had turned his head, only a little. "Yeah, I guess."
The fem paused for a moment, rolling her shoulders and looking back out onto the horizon once more. "Do you like to look at the sea?" This girl liked to ask a lot of questions, didn't she? "Sometimes." And just who was she, anyways? The tuxedo cat craned his head, this time farther than the last time, just to get a good look at her. "Are you—whoa."
He was cut off, stunned as he gazed upon her misty flank. She looked pale and almost transparent; it certainly didn't look normal. One would perhaps think that she was... a ghost ( but then again, ghosts weren't real ).
The she-cat looked down at herself for a moment before looking back up at Jerseyboy. She explained in her airy voice, "Oh, it is just a condition I have had for quite some time now. Do not worry about it." He... wasn't sure if he should've believed her or not, but he couldn't think of another possible explanation. So, he accepted it with hesitance. "Okay..." Jersey furrowed his figurative brows.
He cleared his throat. "So... you're new around here?" She gave a small nod and responded, "Yes. I am afraid I don't know many people yet." A new girl, huh? Well, Jerseyboy was just a sucker for new girls, especially if they didn't know anybody else. That only meant that nobody could tarnish their opinions on him. "Well, if you need someone to keep ya' company..." The tuxedo cat sported a small, toothy grin.
The girl had seemed to ( literally ) light up at his offer, her doe eyes shining like silver moons. "Oh, would you?" At her enthusiasm, the Hearthkeeper managed a chuckle and reached his tail out to rest on her backside. "I'd be more than ha—"
His tail had gone right through her, coating it in a shimmery residue.
Eyes? Widened. Smile? Gone. Fur? Standing. Heart? P o u n d i n g . "Che cazz[sup]1[/sup]—what the fuck's wrong wit' you?!" Jerseyboy had leaped back, his triangular ears pinned against the back of his cranium. While his jaws parted in shock, the girl giggled, "Heehee! You fleshies are so gullible~" She then proceeded to [sup]levitate[/sup] off the ground and circle around him, mocking him and teasing him with every little twirl.
The Hearthkeeper jolted back once more, nearly tripping over himself this time in a graceless fashion. "Get away from me!" Jerseyboy [i]shouted at the ghost. He was not having a fun time right now, especially now that he learned that ghosts were real.
1. What the fu—
// the ghost is going to disappear from sight by the time anyone shows up!
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