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DeletedUser18132

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Since this part of the forum has about one posts per two days, I propose we add something else. Anyone have any ideas?
 

DeletedUser13459

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Can't really make the forum alive when the world itself is dead.
 

DeletedUser

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umm, story competitions?


I'll step up for a story competition.

The Tale of the Evil Kitten

... and so Kitty armed herself with her trusty carbine and, after first ensuring that she had enough ammunition for the short trip to Pussy McWhiskers, skipped down the path with a song in her heart and evil in her backpack. Bad Kitty!

Kittens is the way to go, dude.
 

DeletedUser18132

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The Adventures of Kitten McKitten

... Meowkin knew he was being followed. But he did not know who was following him. He stepped beside a bush, took out his revolver, and waited. Then he saw the cat. It was McKitten!
 

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The Adventures of Kitten McKitten

... Meowkin knew he was being followed. But he did not know who was following him. He stepped beside a bush, took out his revolver, and waited. Then he saw the cat. It was McKitten!

...It was McKitten!

"You!" said Meowkin, balancing on two back paws, his revolver front paw shaking, "But i thought you were...

"Dead? Yeah, yeah, yeah", said McKitten. "Well, you know what they say about us cats. I guess I must have had one more life left." He paused to stroke his ears. "At least one life I was thinking, but I dunno, I lose count. Help me out here, Meowkin. How many lives you think I got left? Wanna try your luck, Meowkin, huh? Nice gun by the way. You've come a long way, Meowkin. Last time you was chasing balls of wool. Now you're...how do you say? A wise cat?"

Meowkin didn't want to try anything. McKitten had a reputation for certain things, every cat in Grepolis knew it. Every cat knew the story. Kittens grew up on the tales. Hadn't Meowkin's own kittens been silenced at bedtime with the story of the Zombie Cat? Sure they had. But this cat was no fairy story. It was McKitten alright, slightly older, slightly grayer, but definitely McKitten. And McKitten was not happy.


Meowkin visibly sagged and dropped his revolver.

McKitten laughed, "I thought not, Meowkin. You never did have much luck."



(Continues next episode - exclusive: Here - on World Mu.)
 
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Meowkin sat down. "Just get it over with." "Hahahaha!", said McKitten. "I thought you had more spirit, Meowkin!" He pulled out his pistol and suddenly, in a flash, Meowkin was on him! McKitten jumped out of the way just in time. "Well, you surprised even me! I'll give you that." Meowkin cursed and charged again. Bang! went the pistol. Meowkin fell down. "Well, I got that over with!" But Meowkin was not dead. A small groan went past his lips before he faded into unconcousness again.
 

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…acrid smoke curled from the barrel of McKitten’s gun. He sneezed 6 times and looked confused after each one. He licked his paws and surveyed the scene through half closed eyes.

“Hey, Meowkin. Come on. You’re okay. What? You think I’d shoot you? Me? I would shoot you? Meowkin. Talk to me, bro.”

Meowkin laid motionless.

“Meowkin, you schmuck. I know you’re faking. Talk to me or I swear I will shoot you for real.”

Meowkin opened one eye and said, “It was a blank?”

McKitten stared at a fly crawling along the window sill. “No, not a blank. It was a real bullet alright, Meowkin, but what you gotta understa…”

The fly had stopped.

McKitten stared and twitched. His ears deployed for take-off, claws to automatic.

Meowkin stood up. “What, McKitten. Understand what precisely.” He felt dizzy.

The fly flew. McKitten turned to Meowkin.

“What you gotta understand is the whole me and gun thing. I can’t do it properly. It’s kinda embarrassing for me to say this, so this just between me and you y’understand ? See - I always miss. It’s not having opposing thumbs or fingers, some science crap. I can’t shoot for sh1t."

McKitten snorted. It could have been laughter.

I’m a Godamned cat, Meowkin. I gotta know my limitations. With me, it’s the gun. With you? , I dunno. You’re kinda limited just breathing. That’s why you fainted.”

The fly stopped on the lampshade and gave Meowkin a pitying look.


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DeletedUser6694

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Ridiculous story, but i laughed for ages at this:

Madcarew said:
…acrid smoke curled from the barrel of McKitten’s gun. He sneezed 6 times and looked confused after each one.
 

DeletedUser

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i-love-kittens.jpg
 

DeletedUser

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Yeah

This is meowkitten:
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If this doesnt work i might shoot myself
 
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DeletedUser6694

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Hahahahaha nice pic, how did you teach your cat to hold a gun like that?:heh:
 

DeletedUser

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the story continues...

Meanwhile in a secret underground bunker, Dr Purr swiveled in his revolving chair and with practised paw placed the cigar he had been enjoying gently on the ashtray so he could adjust his moniker.

"Tigger" he called "fetch me my cream". His accent central European. Tigger did as he was bid and soon returned with a saucer of cream.

"Tigger, it has come to my attention that MacKitten is prowling the alleyways once more. Find him and Kill him. He cannot stop me this time..."
 
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