Yes, these Mary Sue's are actually of my creation. KILL MEEEE.
~Jynx's Entrance Post~
Dark red orbs flashed at the entrance, followed by the smell of putrid blood. A massive paw thrust itself onto the grass, crushing it. Another massive paw repeated that, until a bloody cat figure was seen. A scar ran between her ears, while four claw marks punctured her eyelids. Four scars slashed across her flank, while many tossed and turned across her belly. This was none other than Jynx the Mysterious, deputy of Shattered Nightmares. [i] I will never escape this pain that cages me, I will never escape it. [/i] She knew that as a fact, but it was locked away in her mind, repeating itself, like if you would happen to have your iPod stuck on replay. She licked her bloody lips and sat down near a shadowy area under a branch, piercing red eyes thrusting themselves around from cat to cat.
Her red eyes were locked with a deadly shimmer, one that felt as if it was piercing into your heart, with just a glance at the shimmer or her eyes. Her long, slender tail twitched irritably as she cast her gaze upon the clearing. Blood crusted around her paws, hiding them from their true white color. The parts of her pelt that were not bathed in blood were black. She unsheathed her hawk talon claws, digging them into the moist new-leaf earth. She blinked a few times to stop the sun from beating down on her eyes, hurting them. The fur along her spine rose as she looked across the clearing. Her claws were crusted with blood, some fresh, some dry. She let out a small [i]whoosh[/i] of air.
Small wings flapped as a raven flew over to her and perched itself above her head, looking around the clearing with beady black eyes.
~Breaking Hearts' entrance post~
Gentle breezes stirred the camp, filling the camp with light scents of mint. An orange and black patched she-cat silently stepped in. Nothing to fret about her, nothing to say about her, nothing to hate about her, yet nothing to love about her. Her soft paw steps echoed across the clearing, making small thumps, and leaving small indents. Her glossy pelt started to shine in the sun. Her orange eyes shimmered as she stepped in farther. A tear welled up in her eye and rolled down her cheek, landing onto the ground with a light plop. She shook her sack down so it hit her chest, shedding another tear. It landed onto the stone and rolled down it, leaving a clean trail across the dust and dirt on its surface. With a sigh, she heaved herself down and sat on her haunches. "What's the purpose of living with a broken heart that will never be repaired?" she asked herself silently. She laid down and rested her head on her paws, watching her life fly by right in front of her. Still thinking about her question, she sighed and blew some of the long fur on her paws away. It fluttered down and hit the dirt, getting some of the dirt entwined with the strand. Perplexity in her gaze, she sighed and heaved herself up. Strands of fur fell onto her eye, blocking some of her view.