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 Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 3:41 pm
The other cat had taken the conversation into an entirely different direction, hopping off the ledge before he could lean in close enough to properly swipe the fabric from off of the Order Mauvian's head. He turned to watch the other cat quizzically - what was he up to?
"Wouldn't it simply be easier to donate yours to the cause, my furry friend?"
Nevertheless, he also descended from their perch, the larger cat taking his time on the trip down. It took a few moments before all twenty-two pounds of ginger fur made his way to the concrete sidewalk, but once he had arrived, he nodded his head in agreement. He'd already committed to the role, so now it was almost an obligation to play along with him. "Where do you suggest we look first, Captain? Have any left laying around on your ship?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 3:45 pm
Wendell laughed aloud, a happy, friendly sort of sound as he trotted down the street, tail flicking behind him.
"I can't donate mine," he said brightly. "Then it wouldn't be yours. It would just be a gift. If you truly want to help, you'll have to get your own, and then you can become a true hero."
He liked the idea of being called Captain, but something about what the other cat had said made his eye widen. Wendell stopped abruptly in the middle of the street, then turned around and loomed over Bob, his expression once more one of utmost Seriousness, because these were Important Matters.
"Bob," he said somberly. "Bob, there's a problem."
A pause.
"I don't know where my ship is."
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 3:55 pm
He rolled his eyes at the technicality of his wording - why couldn't things be easy, for once?
Bob had just started walking when the other cat had stopped him, his voice dropping to such a level of somberness that it perked the other Mauvian's ears in curiosity.
"I...."
Well. How exactly did one respond to his own catty commentary when it was tossed back in a severely serious tone?
"It sounds as if we've got a fair amount of hunting to do then, Captain." Resuming his lazy ambling, his brain worked itself in overdrive to try to think of a clever response. "My guess is by the docks - but Destiny City is landlocked, so I'm going to assume that you're a long ways from home, unless...."
It was his turn to pause, adding to the dramatic effect.
"Unless...you lost your memory in the shipwreck. I've heard of these sorts of things happening before, you know."
Granted, all of those stories had come from daytime soap operas but that didn't matter.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 7:19 pm
Unfortunately for Bob, Wendell was Very Serious about this pirate life of his - or at least, the pirate life that apparently he had lived when he was not a cat, or something, or maybe he was just making things up as he went, it was hard to tell, exactly.
Wendell loomed over Bob, looking at him with a wide-eyed (a single eyed) look, probably invading too much into the creature's space, though it was equally as hard to tell whether or not he actually knew what he was doing.
"Maybe that's it," he said, in a low gasp of a voice. "Maybe I got lost, and I lost my memory and..."
Wendell sat back, contemplating this horror of a thought, a paw rising to press against his nose.
"My poor ship," he said, and promptly tipped over onto the ground where he lay prone on his side.ghouliboo forgive him...........................
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2017 6:10 am
Bob stared.
Did he.... did he just break the other Mauvian?
Well, that was a new one on him.
"Hey... er...." The Maine Coon turned to move back towards the other cat, his large body now hovering over the collapsed beast. Dramatic didn't even begin to cover this nut. "Come on now, Captain."
How exactly did one perk up a crazy seacat?
The figurative lightbulb popped on above his head, Bob doing his best to suppress a grin. "Hey - for every sunken pirate ship, it means a hidden treasure chest is out there. Doesn't that sound like fun?"
Well, it actually didn't for Bob because sunken treasure meant actually getting out in the water and going swimming, but he was prepared to say anything to get this kook off of the middle of the sidewalk.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2017 2:48 pm
Wendell was still lying sprawled on the ground. It looked as though he was either sleeping or attempting to become one with the pavement, both of which were relatively applicable scenarios for the current matter at hand. At least he was still breathing.
Mostly.
For a few long, seconds, Wendell remained where he was.
Then he promptly burst upwards, smacking Bob under the chin with the top of his head as he surged to his feet again, Wendell standing fully upright now, his eye wide, the coins on his eyepatch jingling quite merrily even as Wendell spun around to face Bob.
Two paws were put on the other cat's back.
"Treasure," said Wendell seriously.
And that was all he said.
He kept staring, though.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2017 3:48 pm
Okay, things were officially Weird.
The smack against the bottom of his face still stung, but the confusion took precedence over any pain the thinner, freakier cat had just caused upon him. Despite the other cat holding firm to his back, Bob couldn't help but sidestep and back away from the other feline, his own green eyes now wide and alarmed.
"Y-Yeah, okay Captain. I'm thinking that maybe you should uh... backtrack your steps and look for this treasure on your own. I wouldn't want to, y'know, interfere and all..."
His tail had sunk from the air and his ears were falling downwards. No eyepatch was worth this amount of crazy. He still had his tie - that had to count for something, right?
"You can just tell me about it, next time we run into each other, okay?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2017 6:34 pm
Wendell slowly dropped his paws from Bob's fur as the other cat backed away. Truth be told, he did want to go on a grand adventure and find the treasure and his ship. These things were very important, after all. How could he possibly be a Captain without his ship?
He was only half listening to what Bob was saying.
"Righto!" Wendell declared, spinning back around again, tail flipped up in the air. "I am going to go FIND MY SHIP! And hopefully the treasure with it, because that would be super awesome, and I totally need to find it, and when I do, I will be the best that I can be!"
Then he ran off.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 11:17 am
He didn't even have to run away.
Bob didn't even realize he was holding his breath until the other cat had disappeared over the horizon. As he exhaled, he couldn't help but wonder what that crazy little cat was getting himself into... and perhaps, deep down in the pits of his conscience, the Chaos Mauvian had to wonder if he wasn't party responsible for sending the cat off on this ridiculous adventure.
Shrugging his furry shoulders, the older cat slowly ambled away...... in the other direction than the Captain had scampered off to.
kuropeco And that's a wrap! .... until next time! >:]
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