Post by DJ Boomkitty on Jan 13, 2012 1:40:56 GMT -5
| [atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/felixposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 263][atrb=style,border:0 green none,b,Table][scrolly:h(207),w(243),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:38px;margin-left:15px;color:#80ba9e;)]Chaos had erupted, the world was changin', and people were dead... yet Felix really didn't care. Once he had safely secured his beloved Skitty Miss Nubbins and ensured his safety, everything else just seemed to melt back into the norm for this firey red-head... well, sort-of. His latest cat, Pookins, was making his life rather difficult; when he wanted to fight, she would say no. When it was time to mug some hopeless passerby, it was time for her manicure. As much as he absolutely adored his fuzzy-wuzzy wubbly wittle woogums, he couldn't stand being cooped up. So, he gave Pookins a chore... babysit the cats. She wouldn't do it without a fee (treats and a foot pad massage), but he had managed to convince her. And now... he was free. Well, he had always been free but... eh. Details. Snickering, Felix kicked a can down an alleyway as he strode through, green eye glancing left and right in hopes of finding someone or something to kick the snot out of. It had been far too long... the last time he got into a good row, he had collapsed and... couldn't quite remember what had happened, but he did wake up mummified in bandages in Nero's place with those stupid psychic types... Shaking his head, Felix paused to partake in a conversation with a garbage can. "Ay, seen anyone around here?" The garbage can remained still. "Hum, a quiet one eh? I know ways to make bitches sing, involving my fists and a little swing-swing~" He chimed, flexing his knuckles and socking the poor trash can in the... side, sending it toppling over. It was empty... forever alone. Huffing, Felix folded his arms and looked around, suddenly becoming... bored. "Well this is shitty... ayy!" He hollered, cupping his hands around his mouth. "Anyone there? Anybody? Let me punch you!" He smiled widely with a chuckle. Oh yes, that was certainly an offer to die for! [/scrolly] |
