The tension was mounting between clan members, especially now that Angry Kitty had joined the Sardonia Clan. It was apparant that fists (and spikes and chairs and any other object that wasn't bolted to the ground) were going to fly very soon. Raiyn and Gothicknight both stayed quiet to avoid getting caught in what was surely going to be a battle of the ages between Doomboy and Angry Kitty. They had done little more than sneer and stare at each other menacingly, but that would soon change.
Doomboy was fixated on hunting down the elusive brown beast that was Bambi. He scrawled little plans on scraps of cardboard food containers with mustard and his railroad spike. He mercilessly plotted the frolicking forest dweller's downfall, because venison was on his mind. Like Wile E. Coyote he built traps; extensive, painful, exquisite traps designed to cause severe anguish, but always the four footed tree muncher would elude him. Doomboy decided that perhaps he was going about this the wrong way....yes...YES. He would first psychologically trap the object of his obsession - with fear. Fear . Yes. fear. mmmm. And with this, he decided he was going to get Bambi where it hurt most. Thumper was going to have to take a hit.
Doomboy laughed aloud maniacally, his eyes ablaze, holding his railroad spike aloft. Angry Kitty, who having eaten all her cloves was trying to make cigarettes out of prize tickets and burnt onion rings, glared at him and snarled. "What are you so happy about you *&&%@!! hole?" Doomboy turned abruptly to look her in the face. "Who said I was happy?" he yelled back.
"What, you have some kind of reputation you little *$&@ psycho brat?" Kitty retorted.
"Yes...one you shouldn't mess with, little girl. "Angry Kitty jumped up. "LITTLE? Did you just call me LITTLE? You mother^^$%# piece of &&^$ sucking $*#^^trash! I'll tell you what's little!!!" with that said she lauched her boot at his crotch but he deflected the blow with his rusty railroad spike.
Raiyn and Gothicknight shrank back into the corner, knowing they were about to witness the inevitable.
Raiyn started to cry. oh...wait, she hadn't really stopped. Anyhow.....
Doomboy and Angry Kitty locked eyes like greasy gladiators ready to extrude each others vital organs. "Excuse me, Miss Bitch, but that was uncalled for." Doomboy hissed and flung a chinese star rudely constructed from a can of soda at her. Angry Kitty caught it in her teeth. " Don't try to flatter me, &$##@licker." she replied and attempted a spinning roundhouse kick that should have split her vinyl shirt. Doomboy caught her foot and threw her to the ground. With the cry of an enraged water buffalo in heat, Angry Kitty flew at Doomboy, fists flying, spikes bristling.
There was a ugly destructive ball of dust that rose up amidst the screams of "You &%$& *&&%( sucker get your $%%@& hands off me!!" and "Let's see how you hit once your arms have been amputated!" Raiyn and Gothicknight carefully and fearfully skirted the tangled mess of their ensnared clanmates and escaped to a quieter part of the park. Raiyn collapsed on the grass, sobbing. Gothicknight clutched his hairspray and murmured trite song lyrics about the void within. It was an ugly scene.