(Mass hallucination thread, whee!)
It all started on a fall day, with red hair and strawberry ice cream.
"DAR'VIT!" Juno shouted as he fell headfirst after inspecting a barrel full of strawberries one day in late summer. This tumble crushing a few and died his hair a shade of bright red. He went to the showers to try and scrub out the incident, but the damage had been done. Juno would have to wait till it was long enough for him to cut out the red dye.
Now the strawberries on the other hand had sat in the back of the store for months after being mashed. This caused them to over-ripen and ferment, eating away at the strands of neko hair that had been left with them and dissolving what ever traces of them into it. By the time Juno had discovered the barrel again it was the middle of winter.
Seeing a barrel of strawberry syrup, and the freshly fallen snow outside, Juno then took some of the icy slush and coated with the magically imbued syrup.
After reasoning with himself a few times, he then decided to put the snowcones as a free treat. Since no one in their right mind would pay for one at this time of the season.
So there he was, peddling snowcones in the middle of winter.
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This thread is meant to blow off steam and use those darned nifty abilities that were installed in your characters that you never get a chance to use, and better yet have the option of combating each other. The reason for this thread is to explain Juno's sudden bouts of hypercreativity/intelligence as well as his ability to break the 4th wall in his head.
The plotline? Anyone who eats the free snowcones passes out and astral projects into Juno's mind. There are battlefields and memories there and the best part is if you 'die' in that dreamworld, you'll find your ass-tral projection punted back into reality.
So its a matter of taking the red snowcone to figure how deep the rabbit hole goes.
Main rule: If you're going to attack someone leave your attack open ended so that they can have a chance to parry or block it. This is a dreamworld so you can do repeated blocks and counters, but don't auto-kill the PCs.
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"Best idea ever!" Juno remarked to himself as he waited for customers to join the bar.
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News: ~August 18th 2022~ - (Old News)
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RP News: ~November 19th 2015~ (Old RP News)
There is no current plot. The forests welcome new travelers within these lands.
Event Status: Not Active (each accepted character allowed to RP in multiple RP threads)
RP Season: Summer
This means everything is green, flowers are everywhere, and the shining sun creates a need for shady shelter on the warmest days.
The move has been completed successfully! Everything appears to have survived the move just fine, but if anyone finds a broken link or anything else that doesn't work as it should, please make a post in Away from the Woods to let me know, thank you.
RP News: ~November 19th 2015~ (Old RP News)
There is no current plot. The forests welcome new travelers within these lands.
Event Status: Not Active (each accepted character allowed to RP in multiple RP threads)
RP Season: Summer
This means everything is green, flowers are everywhere, and the shining sun creates a need for shady shelter on the warmest days.
VENT (Possibly adult)
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VENT (Possibly adult)
Last edited by JunoZXV on Mon May 18, 2009 10:30 am, edited 1 time in total.
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Alright. So it was the middle of Winter. And it was effin' cooooollddddd. Naira had her arms crossed beneath a massive green sweatshirt loaned to her from a friend. Every step she took through the snow was accompanied by a shiver. Small wonder that the dragon hide of old Windra was impervious to climate changes. But … the dragon hide covered all of her tail and feet up to mid-thigh. Everything else was human skin, and we all know how well the flesh of man reacts to chill and heat.
It was also one of the few times she was grateful for Scarlet’s presence. The V-ACT was nearby. Oblivious to the weather because her nerve endings were long dead and gone, Juggernaut gaudily glomped on Naira every two seconds. And every five minute, the Halfling would have to run for her life as Scar would randomly decide that her head of brown hair was a delicious-looking treat. It was peculiar company, but she’d prefer it compared to, say … a Balrog who feasted upon man. That would end badly. Yes, yes it would.
Hoyeah. She still remembered Verrier Jimsonshade. And being stuck in his stomach, hydrochloric acid burning at her feet, her skin, her clothes … It was an unpleasant experience.
Before she knew it Scarlet was singing. Hooray chat! ”Thank goodddd I’m a pubi – “
Naira hastily cut her off (though the grin caused by toilet humor found its place on her face and refused to go down so easily) with a wave of her gloved hands. ”Fancy a drink … or something?”
”Eh?” Bland eyes blinked with bright curiosity. Where would they get a drink in the middle of a frozen forest with everybody in their right minds staving off the cold in their warm, protective homes? The answer was revealed with a fickle-fingered point to the north. There was a building. With an emblem. And an all-too familiar scent. ”PINKEYE!”
Scarlet’s charge through bush and snowhill left a plume of white stuff flying into the air and settling slowly back to the ground. Naira mustered a chuckle and walked right through it, tail twitching this way and that. Only when she was at Scar’s side about five feet from the entrance did she remove her arms from the sweater.
Scarlet was too eager to wait. With a large grin and a menacing cackle, one red-skinned hand launched out and rested upon the Deadite’s shoulder. Naira was tugged into the bar, willing or not, so fast that when Juggernaut released her tenacious grip Nemo was still propelled halfway across the floor and hand to do an awkward dance to regain her balance.
Scarlet was one step ahead and damn near jumped to counter in her glee to see the pirate. ”’Sup Pinky McPinkerstein?” She threw her arms over the counter and kind of sprawled her torso over it, stretching, for all intents and purposes looking like a content milk-fed cat.
”Pweeeeee … “ Nemo was finally upright and managed to find her way next to the V-ACT, where she leaned forth with her elbows against the counter. ”Yo-ho,” which could be interpreted in two ways.
They both took note of the snow cones. But you know … greetings and such. And Naira was currently trying to get the feeling back in her fingers by flexing/unflexing them.
Alright. So it was the middle of Winter. And it was effin' cooooollddddd. Naira had her arms crossed beneath a massive green sweatshirt loaned to her from a friend. Every step she took through the snow was accompanied by a shiver. Small wonder that the dragon hide of old Windra was impervious to climate changes. But … the dragon hide covered all of her tail and feet up to mid-thigh. Everything else was human skin, and we all know how well the flesh of man reacts to chill and heat.
It was also one of the few times she was grateful for Scarlet’s presence. The V-ACT was nearby. Oblivious to the weather because her nerve endings were long dead and gone, Juggernaut gaudily glomped on Naira every two seconds. And every five minute, the Halfling would have to run for her life as Scar would randomly decide that her head of brown hair was a delicious-looking treat. It was peculiar company, but she’d prefer it compared to, say … a Balrog who feasted upon man. That would end badly. Yes, yes it would.
Hoyeah. She still remembered Verrier Jimsonshade. And being stuck in his stomach, hydrochloric acid burning at her feet, her skin, her clothes … It was an unpleasant experience.
Before she knew it Scarlet was singing. Hooray chat! ”Thank goodddd I’m a pubi – “
Naira hastily cut her off (though the grin caused by toilet humor found its place on her face and refused to go down so easily) with a wave of her gloved hands. ”Fancy a drink … or something?”
”Eh?” Bland eyes blinked with bright curiosity. Where would they get a drink in the middle of a frozen forest with everybody in their right minds staving off the cold in their warm, protective homes? The answer was revealed with a fickle-fingered point to the north. There was a building. With an emblem. And an all-too familiar scent. ”PINKEYE!”
Scarlet’s charge through bush and snowhill left a plume of white stuff flying into the air and settling slowly back to the ground. Naira mustered a chuckle and walked right through it, tail twitching this way and that. Only when she was at Scar’s side about five feet from the entrance did she remove her arms from the sweater.
Scarlet was too eager to wait. With a large grin and a menacing cackle, one red-skinned hand launched out and rested upon the Deadite’s shoulder. Naira was tugged into the bar, willing or not, so fast that when Juggernaut released her tenacious grip Nemo was still propelled halfway across the floor and hand to do an awkward dance to regain her balance.
Scarlet was one step ahead and damn near jumped to counter in her glee to see the pirate. ”’Sup Pinky McPinkerstein?” She threw her arms over the counter and kind of sprawled her torso over it, stretching, for all intents and purposes looking like a content milk-fed cat.
”Pweeeeee … “ Nemo was finally upright and managed to find her way next to the V-ACT, where she leaned forth with her elbows against the counter. ”Yo-ho,” which could be interpreted in two ways.
They both took note of the snow cones. But you know … greetings and such. And Naira was currently trying to get the feeling back in her fingers by flexing/unflexing them.
"We all change, when you think about it, we're all different people; all through our lives, and that's okay, that's good, you've gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be."
((I was sure that I'd posted in this.....ah well, time to do it now! Just a short one, I have to do homework. By the way, the Cat is going to have some new abilities in this thread, ones that he's implied to have in his bio but would normally never use. Should be fun! ^^))
Capering madly and having a jolly good time, a tiny, brightly-coloured figure darted through the snow almost too fast to track. It pounced on anything that moved, belly-flopped into snow banks, and slid around on ice, generally having a marvellous time.
The tiny figure was of course the Harlequin, amusing himself as only he could. He danced and spun, yowled and sang in a hundred nonsense languages, having conversations with creatures that only he could see. His little hat jingled merrily with every movement, a high and pure melody of a joyous fool. To any watching, the Cat would be completely incomprehensible. As such, most creatures would simply dismiss him as a hallucination and write him out of their minds. Most creatures simply couldn’t register the sight of a jester cat merrily making his way through the world.
The capricious feline was starting to get bored with his fun however, and began looking for something new to do. A small bird caught the feline’s bizarre black and white eyes, and licking his lips, the Cat began stalking it.
He crept up on the tasty, tasty birdy, licking his lips, eyes locked on the feathery treat. Before he could get close enough to pounce on it however, the bird noticed him and flapped away with a distressed cheep. Cackling madly, the Cat set off in pursuit, overjoyed that he had found a new game.
“Wheeee! Chase the birdy, chase the birdy! Come here tasty flappy-flap, I won’t hurt youuuuu!” the Cat yowled, paws flying as he tore after the bird. Despite his supernatural speed however, the airborne treat was still too fast for the Cat to catch, his pursuit slowed by the snow.
He leapt up onto a fallen tree and shook a paw at the bird, shouting after it. “Damn you, transparent plot coupon!” the Cat yowled, capering back and forth along the log. It was then that he caught glimpse of a building in the distance. The Cat grinned hugely, somersaulting rapidly on his perch. “A building! A bar! A milk bar? A grizzly bar? A bar of pressure? Who knows? I know!” he said to himself, giggling.
“What is it Cat?"
"Why my good Cat, it’s an adventure!"
"Adventure? I love those! They’re FUN!"
"Well Cat, let’s not wait! Otherwise the thread will start without us, and we’ll be lonely!"
"Good idea my good Cat!"
"Why, thank you!”
Springing to the air, the Cat belly-flopped into the pile of snow around the tree, emerging after a few seconds covered in snow. The snow went flying fairly quickly however, when the Cat went tearing towards the bar in the distance. It didn’t take long for him to get close, and springing up into the air, the Cat caught a glimpse of the interior through a window. With an earsplitting crack and his trademark gaily coloured puff of smoke, the Cat teleported into the building, pouncing on the first creature he saw. It was a human he thought…..but humans weren’t usually red were they? The Cat couldn’t remember. “O hai!” he exclaimed loudly, dancing on the critter’s back. “You smell like bacon! Look like it too. I LOVE bacon! Or is it jam? Iuno!” he exclaimed, oblivious to any surprise he may have caused.
He caught sight of the cat man behind the bar, and his crazed eyes shot even wider open. “MYA!” he yowled, and took a flying pounce at the cat boy’s head, obviously going after his ears.
((And yeah, I assumed that Scarlet would be a little too surprised to react much to the Cat, considering he was only on her back for like 3 seconds XD))
Capering madly and having a jolly good time, a tiny, brightly-coloured figure darted through the snow almost too fast to track. It pounced on anything that moved, belly-flopped into snow banks, and slid around on ice, generally having a marvellous time.
The tiny figure was of course the Harlequin, amusing himself as only he could. He danced and spun, yowled and sang in a hundred nonsense languages, having conversations with creatures that only he could see. His little hat jingled merrily with every movement, a high and pure melody of a joyous fool. To any watching, the Cat would be completely incomprehensible. As such, most creatures would simply dismiss him as a hallucination and write him out of their minds. Most creatures simply couldn’t register the sight of a jester cat merrily making his way through the world.
The capricious feline was starting to get bored with his fun however, and began looking for something new to do. A small bird caught the feline’s bizarre black and white eyes, and licking his lips, the Cat began stalking it.
He crept up on the tasty, tasty birdy, licking his lips, eyes locked on the feathery treat. Before he could get close enough to pounce on it however, the bird noticed him and flapped away with a distressed cheep. Cackling madly, the Cat set off in pursuit, overjoyed that he had found a new game.
“Wheeee! Chase the birdy, chase the birdy! Come here tasty flappy-flap, I won’t hurt youuuuu!” the Cat yowled, paws flying as he tore after the bird. Despite his supernatural speed however, the airborne treat was still too fast for the Cat to catch, his pursuit slowed by the snow.
He leapt up onto a fallen tree and shook a paw at the bird, shouting after it. “Damn you, transparent plot coupon!” the Cat yowled, capering back and forth along the log. It was then that he caught glimpse of a building in the distance. The Cat grinned hugely, somersaulting rapidly on his perch. “A building! A bar! A milk bar? A grizzly bar? A bar of pressure? Who knows? I know!” he said to himself, giggling.
“What is it Cat?"
"Why my good Cat, it’s an adventure!"
"Adventure? I love those! They’re FUN!"
"Well Cat, let’s not wait! Otherwise the thread will start without us, and we’ll be lonely!"
"Good idea my good Cat!"
"Why, thank you!”
Springing to the air, the Cat belly-flopped into the pile of snow around the tree, emerging after a few seconds covered in snow. The snow went flying fairly quickly however, when the Cat went tearing towards the bar in the distance. It didn’t take long for him to get close, and springing up into the air, the Cat caught a glimpse of the interior through a window. With an earsplitting crack and his trademark gaily coloured puff of smoke, the Cat teleported into the building, pouncing on the first creature he saw. It was a human he thought…..but humans weren’t usually red were they? The Cat couldn’t remember. “O hai!” he exclaimed loudly, dancing on the critter’s back. “You smell like bacon! Look like it too. I LOVE bacon! Or is it jam? Iuno!” he exclaimed, oblivious to any surprise he may have caused.
He caught sight of the cat man behind the bar, and his crazed eyes shot even wider open. “MYA!” he yowled, and took a flying pounce at the cat boy’s head, obviously going after his ears.
((And yeah, I assumed that Scarlet would be a little too surprised to react much to the Cat, considering he was only on her back for like 3 seconds XD))
"Birdy-rock, rocky-bird!
Third of a fifth and fifth of a third!
Moon tried to trick!
But he was too thick!
And now the Cat is a GOD!”
Third of a fifth and fifth of a third!
Moon tried to trick!
But he was too thick!
And now the Cat is a GOD!”
"Oh you know, same old, same old" Was Juno's reply from behind the counter as he bent behind it to search for some menus.
"Wait... how did you know I was pink, Scarlet? Last time I checked you were blind! Unless you can smell pink? Enh that might work then"
Juno shrugged and handed a braille Menu to the Zedhead and speaking of zeds guess where the other menu went?
"ARR!" Was Juno's response to the reaper, he even made a fist gesture to make the situation even more awkward, thrusting into the cold virgin air while grasping his bicep with the other arm."So how goes the Reaving Nay? Any luck with finding Kuro?"
Juno then at that moment was approached by a speeding cat that had used a zombie customer as a spring board, headed straight for his head. In one fluid motion he snatched the flying kitten in mid air and spun a full 180 degrees, lobbing the kitten towards the nearest coushiny chair.
"By Elune! Cats have learned to fly! I must warn the council!" Juno replied as he grinned. "Just kidding, but order something first before you assault the bartender. Tends to make it more ok."
"Wait... how did you know I was pink, Scarlet? Last time I checked you were blind! Unless you can smell pink? Enh that might work then"
Juno shrugged and handed a braille Menu to the Zedhead and speaking of zeds guess where the other menu went?
"ARR!" Was Juno's response to the reaper, he even made a fist gesture to make the situation even more awkward, thrusting into the cold virgin air while grasping his bicep with the other arm."So how goes the Reaving Nay? Any luck with finding Kuro?"
Juno then at that moment was approached by a speeding cat that had used a zombie customer as a spring board, headed straight for his head. In one fluid motion he snatched the flying kitten in mid air and spun a full 180 degrees, lobbing the kitten towards the nearest coushiny chair.
"By Elune! Cats have learned to fly! I must warn the council!" Juno replied as he grinned. "Just kidding, but order something first before you assault the bartender. Tends to make it more ok."
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The snow crunched lightly as foot steps approached the bar. Someone was coming, but the steps were light. Then suddenly a figure appeared in the doorways frame. The figure wore a heavy looking white robe with a hood that covered the face. The figure was rather slim looking despite the cloak. And not that tall, only five foot tall at best.
And than a tiny very femine sneeze escaped the hood. "It is to cold outside! Normaly I do not mind the cold but!...um...hi there? Did I wonder into...a bar?" Asked the young sounding female. The figure looked around, as if the person didn't where they had wondered. "Oh well, still warmer in here than out there.".
The figure than reached up with small hands in white gloves and pulled the hood down revealing a young girl's face. Her hair was white and disappeared into the robe, and her face was cute. Her eyes though, they swirled with colors, constantly changing and swirling. Her face at the moment was wearing a friendly smile. "Name is Lyrial Eailiolery, great and powerful priestess in training!" She said with much more confidence than anyone should be allowed.
Then she took a closer look at everyone in the room, as her eyes swept the people there, she did a double take on Juno. "Eh? Wait, are you? No, he had pink hair, not red." She said shrugging, before stopping. She than walked over to the bar next to the two undead. "Got anything nonalcoholic? Maybe even sweet?" She said nicely.
And than a tiny very femine sneeze escaped the hood. "It is to cold outside! Normaly I do not mind the cold but!...um...hi there? Did I wonder into...a bar?" Asked the young sounding female. The figure looked around, as if the person didn't where they had wondered. "Oh well, still warmer in here than out there.".
The figure than reached up with small hands in white gloves and pulled the hood down revealing a young girl's face. Her hair was white and disappeared into the robe, and her face was cute. Her eyes though, they swirled with colors, constantly changing and swirling. Her face at the moment was wearing a friendly smile. "Name is Lyrial Eailiolery, great and powerful priestess in training!" She said with much more confidence than anyone should be allowed.
Then she took a closer look at everyone in the room, as her eyes swept the people there, she did a double take on Juno. "Eh? Wait, are you? No, he had pink hair, not red." She said shrugging, before stopping. She than walked over to the bar next to the two undead. "Got anything nonalcoholic? Maybe even sweet?" She said nicely.
There are so very many dramatic ways that vast, incomprehensible galactic phenomena can kill you, that every single day that you go unmurdered by space is a miracle.
Sugar and Spice do not mix well at times! So says many of my characters after the chocolate fiasco.
Sugar and Spice do not mix well at times! So says many of my characters after the chocolate fiasco.
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Scarlet made a face - one of glee. Because she was hyper. The equivalent to high. On something. "You be's smellin' like geezer n' cat!" she chimed without missing a beat, and clapped at her own analysis. "Thazright! I'm a goddamn genius in disguise!"
Naira held her head in her hands. "A genius ... " Concealing her face, she gave an enthusiastic nod. "Don't worry. I believe you Scar. Really. I do." A hint of sarcasm was tucked neatly underneath the words.
Around this time a cat came flying in and jumped on Scarlet's back. She squealed like a little kid and gave her arms a flail. "Fish in mah hair!" Oh Nemo ... Then her startled scream turned into a mrrr of content. "Oh hey, dat actually be's feelin' kinda nice ... "' Of course Juggernaut couldn't actually feel what was going on. But the vibrations of little paws on her spine rocked throughout her entire body.
Meanwhile, Naira looked up just in time to see Juno perform his antics, and grinned. It was all she could do to keep from chuckling (or hold her face in the palm of her hand). "Charming." The inquiry of Kuro prompted her to draw a finger across her neck. "Long gone." She was a little puzzled. Hadn't he been with them? Or maybe the timeline was all screwed up again and they were in the past. It would figure. She resisted the temptation to wiggle her hands and say spookily, "We're from the futuuuuureeeee ... "
The cat jumped. Juno deflected. And then a little girl entered the area. Scarlet pivoted on her chair, raising her arms in salutations. "Hullo! Welcome ... to Hellllll." Those blind eyes squinted and she suddenly got this really fierce look on her face. "Mortallsssss!"
Naira rolled her eyes. "Hey Scar, why don't you go have a snow cone or something?"
The V-ACT 32 looked confused for a moment til the half-dragon pointed her in the right direction. Immediately Scar ducked for the stuff, grabbing one up with eagerness and attacking it with that thing she called a tongue. "Strawberreh."
Yeah it wouldn't be long now.
"You're not really in Hell," she assured the new entry. But looking over to Scar, maybe she should rethink that statement. "Wassap? I'm Naira, that's Scar."
The latter had picked up another snow cone and was dangling it in front of Naira's face.
Scarlet made a face - one of glee. Because she was hyper. The equivalent to high. On something. "You be's smellin' like geezer n' cat!" she chimed without missing a beat, and clapped at her own analysis. "Thazright! I'm a goddamn genius in disguise!"
Naira held her head in her hands. "A genius ... " Concealing her face, she gave an enthusiastic nod. "Don't worry. I believe you Scar. Really. I do." A hint of sarcasm was tucked neatly underneath the words.
Around this time a cat came flying in and jumped on Scarlet's back. She squealed like a little kid and gave her arms a flail. "Fish in mah hair!" Oh Nemo ... Then her startled scream turned into a mrrr of content. "Oh hey, dat actually be's feelin' kinda nice ... "' Of course Juggernaut couldn't actually feel what was going on. But the vibrations of little paws on her spine rocked throughout her entire body.
Meanwhile, Naira looked up just in time to see Juno perform his antics, and grinned. It was all she could do to keep from chuckling (or hold her face in the palm of her hand). "Charming." The inquiry of Kuro prompted her to draw a finger across her neck. "Long gone." She was a little puzzled. Hadn't he been with them? Or maybe the timeline was all screwed up again and they were in the past. It would figure. She resisted the temptation to wiggle her hands and say spookily, "We're from the futuuuuureeeee ... "
The cat jumped. Juno deflected. And then a little girl entered the area. Scarlet pivoted on her chair, raising her arms in salutations. "Hullo! Welcome ... to Hellllll." Those blind eyes squinted and she suddenly got this really fierce look on her face. "Mortallsssss!"
Naira rolled her eyes. "Hey Scar, why don't you go have a snow cone or something?"
The V-ACT 32 looked confused for a moment til the half-dragon pointed her in the right direction. Immediately Scar ducked for the stuff, grabbing one up with eagerness and attacking it with that thing she called a tongue. "Strawberreh."
Yeah it wouldn't be long now.
"You're not really in Hell," she assured the new entry. But looking over to Scar, maybe she should rethink that statement. "Wassap? I'm Naira, that's Scar."
The latter had picked up another snow cone and was dangling it in front of Naira's face.
"We all change, when you think about it, we're all different people; all through our lives, and that's okay, that's good, you've gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be."
The Cat was flying! Yay!
"WHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" he cried as he flew across the room, hitting the soft chair and bouncing high into the air. With that feline grace and agility, the Cat flipped around to land on his paws, grinning hugely. "Again! Again! Do it again! I haven't flown like that since I invented the catapult! CAT-a-pult, geddit!" the cat made a drumming motion with his paws, and seemingly out of nowhere came a 'Boom-boom, tish!'
Giggling, the Cat capered and danced on his chair, nimble paws flying. His hat tinkled merrily and his suit flashed with every glaringly bright colour imaginable. He dropped to the ground, and ran straight at the wall, seemingly ready to crash headlong into it in a no-doubt gory catsplosion.
Instead, the supernatural feline zoomed straight up the wall, a blur of patchwork fur and bright colours, and even managed to get some distance across the roof before physics finally caught up with him and he dropped. Right before he hit the ground, the Cat popped out of existence with his bang and his smoke, teleporting to a crashing halt on the bar.
Excitedly, he ran around in circles yowling, sniffing and inspecting everyone, flipping and twisting, the wriggly feline never still. "Hi! Who are you! I'm the Cat I am! Or am I? I've been suspecting that my shadow might have assassinated me. I'm not sure." he leant in close to the newcomer. Cute he thought, for something that was hairless and repulsive. "I think that Tail is in on things." he whispered to her, ears back and voice low. "I think it's plotting with the shadow it is!"
As he spoke, his long fluffy tail curled up over his body and drooped down in front of his eyes. "What? Um, no! I wasn't talking about you, nosiree. What makes you think that I'm planning to attack you? I'm not! Honest.....AND SNEAK ATTACK POUNCE!" he hollered, grabbing his own tail in front paws and mouth, yanking it so hard that he did a front flip and crashed down on his back, gnawing on his tail.
The strange feline seemed to have forgotten where he was, or that there were others around him, as he growled and tussled with his own tail. He wasn't doing any damage, but at least he was enthusiastic!
"WHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" he cried as he flew across the room, hitting the soft chair and bouncing high into the air. With that feline grace and agility, the Cat flipped around to land on his paws, grinning hugely. "Again! Again! Do it again! I haven't flown like that since I invented the catapult! CAT-a-pult, geddit!" the cat made a drumming motion with his paws, and seemingly out of nowhere came a 'Boom-boom, tish!'
Giggling, the Cat capered and danced on his chair, nimble paws flying. His hat tinkled merrily and his suit flashed with every glaringly bright colour imaginable. He dropped to the ground, and ran straight at the wall, seemingly ready to crash headlong into it in a no-doubt gory catsplosion.
Instead, the supernatural feline zoomed straight up the wall, a blur of patchwork fur and bright colours, and even managed to get some distance across the roof before physics finally caught up with him and he dropped. Right before he hit the ground, the Cat popped out of existence with his bang and his smoke, teleporting to a crashing halt on the bar.
Excitedly, he ran around in circles yowling, sniffing and inspecting everyone, flipping and twisting, the wriggly feline never still. "Hi! Who are you! I'm the Cat I am! Or am I? I've been suspecting that my shadow might have assassinated me. I'm not sure." he leant in close to the newcomer. Cute he thought, for something that was hairless and repulsive. "I think that Tail is in on things." he whispered to her, ears back and voice low. "I think it's plotting with the shadow it is!"
As he spoke, his long fluffy tail curled up over his body and drooped down in front of his eyes. "What? Um, no! I wasn't talking about you, nosiree. What makes you think that I'm planning to attack you? I'm not! Honest.....AND SNEAK ATTACK POUNCE!" he hollered, grabbing his own tail in front paws and mouth, yanking it so hard that he did a front flip and crashed down on his back, gnawing on his tail.
The strange feline seemed to have forgotten where he was, or that there were others around him, as he growled and tussled with his own tail. He wasn't doing any damage, but at least he was enthusiastic!
"Birdy-rock, rocky-bird!
Third of a fifth and fifth of a third!
Moon tried to trick!
But he was too thick!
And now the Cat is a GOD!”
Third of a fifth and fifth of a third!
Moon tried to trick!
But he was too thick!
And now the Cat is a GOD!”
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ComfortablyNumb
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Incendanx trudged through the snow, wondering how he got so far into the forest, away from most light and heat. He was glad that he chose to laze about the previous day, attained a much needed overstock of energy. But he knew it wouldn't last and started looking for any sign of life. Off in the distance he saw a shimmering light and headed towards it. He soon came upon a large building and heard voices within. He stepped into the doorway, "Excuse me, is this place open?"He glanced around at the multiple people before him and didn't recognize any of their species.
"Hey Lyrial! What's this 'red' you're getting that?" Responded Juno from behind the bar. "That was in the fall. I grew that dye out and cut it" He then tranfered to what ever it was taking in the orange. "Yes we're open, feel free to sit down, you do me no good standing in the doorway"
"Calm down you two, don't make me throttle you out." Juno replied joking at scar and nay. "I don't want to deal with a fight with you two, next thing I know I'll have to close this place down because of fire from an RPG and a vortex. that blew the roof off"
He then glanced at the cat-thing. "Well glad to know I'm not the only one with feline ADH- Oooohhhh shiny!"
"Calm down you two, don't make me throttle you out." Juno replied joking at scar and nay. "I don't want to deal with a fight with you two, next thing I know I'll have to close this place down because of fire from an RPG and a vortex. that blew the roof off"
He then glanced at the cat-thing. "Well glad to know I'm not the only one with feline ADH- Oooohhhh shiny!"