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 Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:05 pm
Shameless hussy?! Candace looked very displeased with this nickname he had given her. No! She was not a--no! No! Put me down! You do not deserve to hold me after calling me a--oh wait no, this was nice.
After a few moments of unhappy yowling and struggling she settled in Taym's arms, blinking up at him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:06 pm
Up in the vents, he heard a muffled voice that could only be America's. She was respectfully using his first name, and then insisting on his rescue with much yowling. << Do not be yelling at me! >> Kostya squeaked from above, not sure if he was alarmed more by Obadiah's hollaring or by America's, << am so sorry for sneezing! >> He took off at a run down the ducts, little feet banging against the metal, resulting in muffled thumping noises as he was in pursuit of a ven-- CRASH. A vent opened up beneath him, loosing a serious amount of dust hat fell from the ceiling like gross snow. For one, it was disgusting, and Kostya made a mental note to come back to clean the vents. And two, it meant that he was hanging from the metal hole above, scrabbling to keep from falling all the way to the floor and turning into a tiny, unfortunate kitten pancake. << America! >> Kostya mewed, sound startled than he'd ever sounded before, except maybe when Lucky shot him, << America, have touch the thing with paws, and now thing has fallen from beneath me! America! Assistance is request please and also thank you! >>
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:07 pm
Americat gave Catdace a warning mrrr, ear flicking slightly before deciding she had more important things to worry about now. Sticking a paw out of Taym's pocket to point the way, she cried, < Let's go!> And then there was Kostya! Popping up fully and nearly falling out of the pocket, she extended her paw as far as she could. Trust fall!>
She was, sadly, just a few, maybe ten, feet short of actually being able to do so.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:09 pm
Otto hung like a rag-doll in Taym's grasp, staring down at Sasha. He meowed solemnly. It was a lot harder not to care about petty things when he was a kitten, somehow. His skin was just thinner, he supposed.
He purred loudly at this idea.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:10 pm
Amongst all the commotion, Jason had somehow found a scrunched up piece of paper probably from some paper bin somewhere. Normally he would have paid it no mind, but his kitten senses were telling him that this was the best thing ever, and before he could stop himself, had pounced on the ball and was rolling around on the ground with it in his tiny paws. He kept rolling until he bumped into a larger grey cat who was meowing something about security offices and making sure things still worked. He managed to stay still for a few moments.
...Right after he finished playing. Because this was fun. Paper balls were awesome.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:10 pm
Marcus kitten looked up. < Hang in there Kostya.> He was mildly amused at being able to use the saying in such a way. < Things will get better.>
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:35 pm
"Oh, for the love of Pete," said Taym, looking around in bewilderment before opting to put down all currently hands-occupying cats and shunting Noah haplessly into a pocket for safekeeping, and then shoving America back by the expedient of a thumb on her forehead. "I don't think that's gonna work," he informed her as he gently tucked away her outstretched paw.
So cute. So cute, why.
"All right, you dumbass," he continued, not without affection and in fact in somewhat the same tone you'd use on a much-loved family pet who'd managed to get its head stuck in a tuna can. "Hang on, no pun intended, haha. Get out of the way," he added to the assorted felines currently attempting to prevent him from helping Kostya out of his plight. He none-too-gently pushed a few of them aside with the toe of his boot before gazing up at the cat dangling from the ceiling and laughing yet again, weakly.
"Jesus. I can't even pretend this is because you're a ********' kitten. This is just classic Hunter all the ******** over. Next I'll find out you disturbed a ******** termite nest in there, or something. This is stupid. I don't know, you're a cat. You land on your feet, right? No, never mind. I'll catch you but I swear to god if you don't put your claws in--"
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:37 pm
There was a clatter in one of the other rooms and a door that was barely a crack open and a tumbling little ball of fluff that was on his back, followed by a torrent of tennis balls and the look of one not amused feline. " Sweet mercy, I didn't think i'd get of my room anytime soon." Leon mewed and kicked at the air, willing his new form to listen to his needs and get back on his feet, awkward feet that was not very used to the walking pattern needed to be productive. Which caused another somersault and a pitiful mewl of anguish from the Life hunter.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:54 pm
It had taken a little while for Peyton get the door to her dorm open, and longer still to locate where everyone seemed to be. She was tiny, her legs were short, it took a while to get where she was going. When she did find a giant ******** of other cats all rolling around the legs of someone very tall and very familiar she let out very helpless sounding little sound that was somewhere lost between a meow and a squeak. MY voice?!> More squeaking mewls as she agonized over just how dainty, how terribly delicate she sounded. And probably looked.. Even the other kittens seemed to be taller then she was, and she gave a derisive snort before locking bright eyes on Taym's leg and launching herself at it.
Claws sank into his pant leg, and she made her slow way upward until she could get her paws on his arm and haul herself up. Why the ******** wasn't he a cat?
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:06 pm
And thus, Marcus cat left to go see if they were not all doomed.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:16 pm
On the plus side he had not been in his room when this new form of torture had appeared. On the down side his clothes were now in a pile outside his dorm door and he was staring up at it from a few inches off the ground. On the down side he was now stuck outside his dorm room, naked, and apparently around six inches tall. He mewled helplessly up at the door handle for a bit before sighing. Pulling himself out of the tangle of his clothes he padded down the hall to see if he could find anyone else
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:25 pm
Jason would of followed, but he was too busy playing with his paper ball to realize. And then he heard the deafening sound of many tennis balls, his eyes wide as he saw what he though was a avalanche coming straight for him, with a wail he bolted out of the way and towards the only remaining human, his tiny claws trying to grasp his pants leg so he could climb up and away from the balls. Sadly he still had yet to figure out how to use his claws, and ended up sitting there and paw at Tayms pants leg. All his qqs.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:38 pm
It took Al a while of wandering the large daunting halls before he finally seemed to place the location of the voice and followed it. Nearing just enough to see Noah being shoved in a pocket. His little black form skittered erratically down the hallway after Noah and his thief. His feet seemed to be going a little faster than the rest of him as he neared and in an effort to stop instead rolled, head over paws, and thumped into the back of Taym's leg.
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