The Bar on the corner of every regionBoard

Auztraalia wrote:

Stands by...
Remember these?

...
What are you saying?
Mmmm.....

Zany Zanes wrote:

Hey! No shooting the messenger! Nor our very few delivery personnel!

Aw, my favorite little feline. Sh, don't tell Kitty Hitler!

Pours a bowl of milk that keys in to the stability level the cat is in.

Here you go!

*can't hear that. Too mad*

The Jedi-Zombi Jezus wrote:

Clicks fingers, and they disappear.

Mmmmm......

Ambrossa wrote:

You hear an adorable, high-pitched, and unusually loud voice from outside: "Attack!" You then hear trillions of tiny feet prodding the ground at full force. You look out the windo only to see kittens pouring out of portals, straight towards the bar.

Where were you two days ago? Oh no.

Auztraalia I'll stop fighting you if you promise to help with the cats

Ambrossa wrote:

You hear an adorable, high-pitched, and unusually loud voice from outside: "Attack!" You then hear trillions of tiny feet prodding the ground at full force. You look out the windo only to see kittens pouring out of portals, straight towards the bar.

Trillions of kittens become quantum entangled with us, and thus become one with Quantum instability; phasing in and out of visible reality.

Ambrossa wrote:

cHeCk aGaIn

Oh no.

Ambrossa wrote:

You hear an adorable, high-pitched, and unusually loud voice from outside: "Attack!" You then hear trillions of tiny feet prodding the ground at full force. If the windows werent blacked out, you would see kittens pouring out of portals, straight towards the bar.

Nooooo!!!!!!!!!

Quantum instability wrote:

Trillions of kittens become quantum entangled with us, and thus become one with Quantum instability.

*climbs on the walls and kicks the cats scratching their way up the walls*

*rolls into the cats and kicks a few to escape the front door*

Quantum instability wrote:

By attempting to locate, target, and position the cats in their quantum state their speed and direction become immeasurable, thus they are EVERYWHERE.

*cant leave the bar*

*admits defeat under the millions of cat constables, screaming in pain*

Zombie Dog save us....

Zombie ducks anyone...
.... I can't carry on...
*drops ray and dies*

East lodge wrote:

*cant leave the bar*

*admits defeat under the millions of cat constables, screaming in pain*

Zombie Dog save us....

.... I can't carry on...

The sound of cat screams die down, no cats or kittens are visibly at the Bar, however...

Zany Zanes wrote:

Pours a bowl of milk that keys in to the stability level the cat is in.

Here you go!

...the milk has disappeared.

Quantum instability wrote:

The sound of cat screams die down, no cats or kittens are visibly at the Bar, however......the milk has disappeared.

*my soul leaves the metal body and fades away*

Ambrossa wrote:

NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU NOW!!!!!!!
Each of the kitties grows ten feet tall and spout antimatter cannones from their backs. The biggest speaks up: "I would like to speak to the owner"

*lies dead in defeat*

Ambrossa wrote:

"No fun. We don't even get to play with them!"

(You can play with me. I'm dead. Do whatever. I can't stop you at all)

East lodge wrote:

(You can play with me. I'm dead. Do whatever. I can't stop you at all)

(They like their toys alive)

Consuela de la Morrela wrote:

Throws bag of catnip out the front door.
_{Tsk tsk - such madness!}

A single kitten devours the bag whole and proceeds to eat the cleanee as well.

East lodge wrote:

(Then fix my crushed body)

GHOST MOAN

The kittens make a gamke of it.

Meanwhile, the others await either the owner's or Brocklandia's appearance

(I shall sleep. Good night)

Ambrossa wrote:

The kittens make a gamke of it.

Meanwhile, the others await either the owner's or Brocklandia's appearance

(I shall sleep. Good night)

*they figure out how to open the compartments and play with the wires like yarn*

*they scratch the motherboards and destroy all the movey buttons, at this point utterly killing me*

*they then scratch my clothes and lie on my chest like nothing happened. They continue to knead on wires and play with loose screws*

East lodge wrote:

Grimm Reaper, theyre mutilating my body...

AND YET YOU LIVE ON.