"yah... but since nobody here gives a damn.... meh, everybody seems to mix RP and OOC up anyways, so that isn't that much of a fuss... I love to RP, and I found out that this is NOT the thread to do that..." The feline sighed and sat back in his chair, trying to relax from what he had just seen. But rest would not come to the troubled mind of one of the damned, for his mind was in turmoil, ravaging his body, and tearing every peace of humanity from his very soul. Even though his mind was hot-wired to trigger a homicidal frenze, he seemed to be able to control it, but with great trouble. On his right leg was a gash with dried blood coating the fur, the wound seemed to be only superficial to the eye, but to those that would take a closer look at it it would seem deeper...