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 Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 10:49 am
the little brown and orange kitten rolled onto his back, tiny heart racing as he tried to make sense of the blurry shapes around him.
Suddenly he was being attacked. He yelped, leaping a good two feet in the air as a paw collided with his face. He landed, instinctively turning it into a spring as he pounced onto the fluffy orange attacker, mewing out a frantic, bloodthirsty
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 10:53 am
Otto's back haunched high, his fur puffing out like a puffer fish. Jerry was pawed at as he retaliated, though the orange kitten was backing up as he did. Sasha and Jerry were out to get him! Everyone was out to get him! He let out another sharp, slightly more pathetic mewl in response. Dammit, where was that tissue paper!?
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 10:58 am
Still crawling along on his belly and mewing rather pathetically Matt watched the chaos of kitten's before him.
And one human.
No fair.
Oh look a button!
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:03 am
Sasha looked a little incredulous at Jerry, finally realizing who it was. < Jerry, is that you? It's me, Sasha!> She approached and batted at his ears before meandering over to the orange kitten with the necklace. He looked so familiar when she took a second to really look at him. < Otto?> Suddenly her attention was drawn away by the button that another kitten had found, and she immediately pounced it.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:04 am
KitBix was torn. There was fun wrestling going on... and there was fun climbing on Taym... and then there were these red marbles he was playing with... decisions decisions 
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:06 am
Jerry was so excited by this news, he barreled over Otto completely to run face first into a chair leg, bouncing off with a yowl of pain.
He rolled into a sitting position, licking his shoulder as though it never happened.
His whiskers twitched, seeing movement he couldn't place- everything was moving. Everything needed pouncing.
He could not pounce all the things.
But in a fit of franticness, he still tried, leaping from blurry shadow to blurry shadow biting, swatting, and tumbling over frantically before barreling into something soft and pale.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:07 am
Harrison woke up to a sharp, pricking sensation on his tail.
Which was <******** weird because he didn't have a tail.
He rounded in bristly alarm, to find a full-sized ******** cougar in the room. A room that suddenly had vaulted ceilings. He reached with a startled yowl towards the end of the bed where B0nez's flashdrive was, found only an endless sea of blankets, and scrabbled with increasingly panicked noises for traction until he shot completely off the side of the bed.
He was airborn. He was falling. He was gonna die. He...
Landed, hissing on the carpet, and shot under the bookcase. His fur stood up in every direction.
"B0nez," he meowed pitifully.
I'm still here, geez.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:11 am
He pawed at the button, watching it spin and dance across the floor, never had he thought buttons would be so much fun. Until some other oversized bully of a black kitten pounced on it leaving Matt staring with wide eyes in horror at where his button once was. MMMEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW MEEWWWWW!
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:11 am
So this was Sasha and Jerry. Both of them unable to fight the instincts of kitten nature. Sasha shot off after a button, Jerry was bouncing off walls. Otto leaned his head back defensively until he seemed out of danger again. His ears flicked here and there, taking in his surroundings.
He backed up under a chair and crouched low to the floor.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:14 am
TOO MANY PEOPLE TO QUOTE EFF IT "Oh god," said Taym, watching Bix watch the other cats and trying to sort out how he felt about this, exactly. It was clearly Bix: it was obviously, obviously Bix, and had responded to the name Bix. But it was also a cat, and it was chasing marbles and making crazy eyes in the accepted way of kittens everywhere, so it was equally very much not Bix. And then there was the issue of the cat currently attempting to get his attention. "Peyton?" he asked it warily. Only no, something about its face was all wrong. He wasn't sure how this could possibly be, given that the fact that its face was in cat form was in and of itself all wrong, but no. Its face was all wrong. "Too many ******** with pink hair around here," he decided, and after a long pause, he folded up to sit on the floor, tucking Americat (still unidentified but cute as a goddamned button, so he was keeping her) into a pocket long enough to reach for his cigarettes before realizing he had a tiny cat on his shoulder and deciding against it, then scooping her back into his elbow for more absentminded tummy rubs. "I have no idea what to do," he announced to the hallway at large after a few seconds. "You're all ********." He sounded incredibly cheerful about it. This was so much better than a pool and being in love with Otto or drinking soda that made him extremely polite. This was, as far as he was concerned, excellent. Also maybe he could find Repkitten and put scotch tape on its feet. "Got any ideas, Bix?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:17 am
Said pale figure reacted reflexively. The wrong kind of reflex unfortunately, letting out a startled hiss and pinning the gambolling careening figure of Jerry kitten, tiny claws at his throat. He stayed that way for a split second, pale blue eyes narrowed to tiny slits, shallowly breathing...
And then he let out a sound like a laugh and leapt off. he said in kitten-speak and let the other kitten get up.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:20 am
KitBix heard his name and perked again. < You got me.. > Came out just as a purr. The white kitten finally seemed to realize the marbles he was playing with were his weapon and he awkwardly pushed them back towards the leather pouch they'd come from. It failed. So instead he begged for help. Bix came over to Taym, the white fur only marred by a cream colored mark where his burn scarring usually was, and rubbed on his leg. Tail high, butt flashing, and purring like a madman. Maybe the other could help him out with his marble problem.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:20 am
Jerry's tiny kitten heart was in his throat, tail and fur along the ridge of his back on end as he stared wide-eyed at his attacker. He only mildly relaxed when he was allowed to roll back onto his feet, His ears twitched, wide brown eyes trying to follow whatever movement he could register before finally his kittenized brain seemed to shut down and he flopped, tail thrashing.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:27 am
Otto went back to people kitten watching from his hidden place. Any moment, or hour now, they'd be human again. Hopefully. But how was he supposed to cope with it until then? But wait! That was Taym? Why did he get out of being a feline? Lucky a*****e! Otto wiggled angrily, suddenly dashing out from his hiding spot. His claws came forth as he leapt, digging into Taym's back. He began to climb.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:52 am
Rep had no damn idea what was going on, simply aware that Harrison was in some manner of peril before he was aware he was actually concious. Up on his paws he was leaping off the bed to land next to the other hunter before his brain caught up with his shape. He froze, looked around at the VERY TALL BED, at the other kitten who was apparently also Harrison.
And then he puffed up all his fur, from his head to the tip of his tail, arched his back and did a ridiculous macho kitten-hop.
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