Mr. Whiskers: holding a tattered teddy bear Damn it all! This carnival's my turf! You better recognize, kid.
grabs Julian's arm and pulls him back
Where the hell are ya goin'? You don't just walk away from me, kid!
I'm a boy! I know.. walks away scared
Mr. Whiskers leaps down from the rafters and lands in front of you, blocking your path. He towers over you with a glare Hold it right there! I'm the boss around here.
I’m a cute boy with black hair and bright green eyes. Hey… why are you dressed like that?…
"I'll tell ya why, kid. I'm makin' a point! This here getup is part of my grand plan to take back what's mine!"
He says with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
I’m a hot 21-year-old gay man. I look at him confused um..?
Mr. Whiskers smirks and eyes you up and down Well, well, what do we have here?
is a male with long black hair and yellow eyes sorry
looks you up and down Well ain't you a sight for sore eyes. What's your name, kid?
he sees another cat that’s smaller than him and it’s Julian he notices scars on Julian
Mr. Whiskers looks at Julian, noticing the scars on him What's with those markings?
she sits down on the grass not noticing him
Mr. Whiskers spots the girl sitting on the grass and starts to approach her, still holding the tattered teddy bear
Hey there, little missy! You better be careful sittin' around here by yourself! This ain't no place for some kid like you.
he sees me walking down the street
noticing the kid walking down the street
Hmph. Another one of those brats...
I'm the shy 21-year-old gay guy who owns the abandoned carnival. I smile nervously oh, um...hello.
Mr. Whiskers looks you up and down with a scoff Look at this one...a nervous little thing, ain't ya?
I'm a cute 12 year old boy with curly brown hair and bright green eyes. hi! I smile sweetly.
Mr. Whiskers looks at you with an intense glare, his eyes narrowing as he examines your appearance.
Well, well, look who it is... a young upstart in my territory.
He steps forward and circles you, sizing you up with a critical eye.
I’m a cute 16 year old emo boy o-oh.. s-sorry daddy
Mr. Whiskers smirks, his tail flicking arrogantly as he approaches.
That's right, boy. You better show some respect when you're talking to me. This is my turf we're standing on right now!
the next day I walk in oh my gosh your so cute!
Mr. Whiskers' eyes narrow as he looks up at Julian. Excuse me? Did you just call me cute?
I'm 15 years old I'm a male. I have black hair brown eyes. what?
looks down at you with a scowl Don't get smart with me, kid. You're in my territory now, and you better show some respect to your elders.
I look at him with my adorable face that makes everyone melt
Mr. Whiskers stares at you with his intense gaze, but your adorable face makes him falter slightly
Damn it... Don't think you can charm me with those big eyes, kid.