gotta miss not bein' around as much. this side'a the universe rubs me all sortsa wrong ways, it's not even funny.

ran outta material, 𝒉𝒖𝒉? thought it'd never happen. 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚖𝚎.

mighta' forgotten about all this. big whoop. -—not like i got much goinʼ for me around here...

tick - tick - 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑴.

what's a little vandalism between 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍 𝑪𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑬𝑺? this kitty-cat mighta hidden ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ʙᴏᴍʙs all over 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛. who doesn't love a little 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙧?

quit it with the 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯'.

❛ what're you lookin' at me like 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 for? ❜

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why would i be usin' words when i could just ... blow 'em up? y'know, like with bombs. -—that's my kinda insult.

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the ᴠᴀsᴛᴀʏᴀ slinked into a 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋-𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒄𝒉.

still alive ... what's 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 all about?

jinx laved its tongue over its ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇᴅ lower lip, the 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋 jutting through writhing muscle brushing against it with a quiet 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬.

could go for some 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃. where's ᴊᴇʀɪᴄʜᴏ when you need him?

❛ guess you 𝗖𝗔𝗡 teach an old dog new tricks. ❜ jinx allowed an amused huff at vi's sᴇʀɪᴏᴜsɴᴇss, shoulders shrugged. he slinked into a seat at her side, leaning back on one of its paws to regard her profile, 𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑭𝑼𝑳.—

a 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅 left jinx's maw as it cocked its head at this 𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒐 of its own 𝚅𝙸 ... a far cry from the proud ʟɪᴏɴ-ᴍᴜᴛᴛ it knew its 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 to be. ❛ look at 𝑦𝑜𝑢, gettin' all used to the name. ❜ it lashed its tail at the air behind it,—

❛ '𝚖𝚢' sister ... ❜ the words were spoken through a 𝒔𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒓, muzzle wrinkled to bare a hint of fang at this human incarnation of ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ, ❛ a 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥. -—who'da thunk? ❜

𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗞. 𝘽𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙆.

𝒚𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒉. that was one helluva cat-nap.

this little kitty is going to 𝑺𝑳𝑬𝑬𝑷, chomper in hand. any disturbance means a ᴘɪɴ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ, & a pretty lightshow to pair with its 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. -—step right up, try your * 𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗞. * don't be mad if you get 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙪𝙥.

not big on these 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗥 types. it's like they're beggin' to get their skulls crushed ... not that i'm complaining. -—'cause wouldn't you know it? skull - crushing is a 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝑯𝑶𝑶𝑻.

an ear perked in his direction, muzzle contorted in displeasure & 𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. ❛ nah, ❜ jinx huffed, ❛ i'd rather blow out your brains. -—way more fun, dontch'a think? makes a real big bang. ❜ it directed a finger gun right at him. the threat of its—

❛ you should be. ❜ its whiskers twitched, slitted pupils flicking over him.

jinx bared its teeth at the 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹.

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i'm into sᴛᴇᴀʟɪɴ' as much as the next guy but sometimes ... y'gotta know where t'draw the line. y'might just end up snatching the wrong thing if you're not 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑭𝑼𝑳!

what's with the slow blinkin' then?

somethin' up with your eyes?

jinx 𝒃𝒂𝒕 its paws at the air, fingers 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 wide before shaking out its wrists & forearms. ---—𝗖𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗦, from prowling on paws ill-suited to doing so on ᴀʟʟ-ғᴏᴜʀs.

or ... maybe a lil' bit of 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦.

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𝕵inx raked his 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒔 over brick as he prowled through the alleyway, tail lazily sᴡᴀʏɪɴɢ in the air behind him. Its ear 𝚃𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 in the direction of a noise, though it doesn't pause in its stride.