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[officerwhiskers]

[The first thing one will hear is the "THUNK" of a furry face hitting a wall, then a loud mix between a HISS and a yell!]

WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA? WHERE AM I! Y'CAN'T KEEP ME PRISONER HERE!

[The voice quickly fades as Calvin barges out the door, holding an unusually small tommy gun that might as well be a child's toy. Battle cries and the "

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[cellwave]

[The library was nice and all, but after spending all day there, it's time for a nap. After a quick trip to the kitchen, Shal is on his way back to his room for some well deserved rest when he hears the familiar sound of gunfire.

...Or, something like that. Listening closely, there was something off about it, so he sneaks around the corner for a closer look, only to find some tiny cat-thing going wild with a toy gun of some sort.

Oh man, that was adorable.

Shal is just going to amble on by now, repressing laughter as he passes.]

Be careful where you point that. Someone might think it's real.

[Condescension, go!]

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[officerwhiskers]

[Calvin spins around to face Shal and a brief look of horror crosses his face. What ungodly fur-less abomination hath the lord brought before him. Any hopes for a peaceful first contact with an alien race can be wiped clean as McMurray quickly starts sprayin' the hall with bullets! WHERE ARE THE BULLETS?]

WHAT TH' HELL ARE YOU? DIE!

[RATATATA! They must be passin' right through him! Calvin is quickly scampering around the hall now, keeping his attention focused on Shal. Usually the target falls dead by now.]

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[cellwave]

You'll have to try harder if you want me to die.

[This smile? It's the smile of an adult humouring a child. You're just too cute to take seriously, and the more you try to kill him, the cuter he's going to find you. There was just something about fluffy things trying to be dangerous.]

Never seen a human before?

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[officerwhiskers]

Cocky, eh?! HAVE SOME-A-THIS.

[RATATATA- TATA-TA NOTHING. Calvin takes a few steps back. Don't you dare come any closer, you. YOU.]

The hell's a human?! STAY BACK.

[He may not be able to kill you, but he can do his damn best at intimidating you with his fierce weapon.]

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[bffpoltergeist]

[Liz is making rounds of the Keep in an effort to keep herself from simply hiding in her room all day. The last thing she's really expecting as she rounds a corner, which is funny considering some of the things that have happened thus far, is to come face to face with a five foot tall anthropomorphic cat.

Yep, this place could still surprise her.

Her eyes widen and she attempts to back pedal quickly with a small sound of surprise, but it's too late to avoid each other entirely.

Will Calvin crash into her? Or will he walk right through her? Either way, it was going to prove amusing as hell.]

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[officerwhiskers]

[Calvin is legging it pretty quickly down the hall, scanning the entire area with his giant KITTEN EYES when he catches sight of another horrifying half-cat half-SOMETHING HAIRLESS thing.

And by "catches sight" I mean crashes right into, flopping back onto his back with his legs kicking at the air.]

A-AAAGH!

[He quickly scrambles to his feet, only to find that whatever it was has disappeared... Somewhere. Wh-What was it. Freckle's holding his gun tightly, getting ready to open fire at any second. His tail is twitching and fidgeting like its got a life of its own.]

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[bffpoltergeist]

[Liz's yelp is caught up in the general sound of two bodies crishing into one another. Luckily, while Calvin had been hurrying it along, Liz had only been walking through the halls. Even so, the two had connected pretty solidly and she sat, a bit dazed, after the fact.

She rubs her forehead, muttering softly to herself.]

Ow.

Stupid Deior.. first I'm solid, then I'm not. Nice. Could you make up you're stupid mind?

[Then she looks up to find a gun aimed right at her and she yelps again, scrambling backwards.]

Oh god!

[Do you hear her, Calvin? The spooky invisible girl sitting on the floor in front of you..?]

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[officerwhiskers]

[Oh good god, TALKIN' GHOSTS OR SOMETHIN'. Freckle does his best to keep a fierce snarl up, quickly lookin' around for the source of this voice.]

I don't know no Deior! Yeeeah- YEAH, PRAY.

[He can hear that FEAR. And he's gonna use it to his advantage, shaking his little toy gun around rather threateningly.]

Come out! Quit hidin'!

[He can hear the scrambling against the floor, and focuses his eyes on Liz... Or at least in her direction.]

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[thenotmagician]

[Yeah Zeke wasn't expecting to be shot up by a psychotic kitten today.

But, well, shit just kind of happens, apparently. SO UH.]

Don't shoot!

[YEUP because that'll totally work.

Totally.]

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[officerwhiskers]

[OH GOD ANOTHER ONE. Freckle pauses in his assault, thanks to the quick surrender.]

FREEZE. HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE 'EM, BUB.

[He'll shoot you, Zeke. HE'LL DO IT, HE AIN'T AFRAID TO DIE. What on earth type of creature are you, Zeke. WHAT ARE YOU?]

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[thenotmagician]

[OH GODS IT WORKED. Maybe he'll live to get that casserole out of the oven after all.

Also sticking his hands up sjygffghs he doesn't want to diiiie]

[officerwhiskers]

[Oh god it worked. He's not tryin' to fight back. Calvin can use this.]

What's the big idea lockin' me up in this place, eh?! Who do you work for? WHO'S YER BOSS?

[Maybe he can squeeze some information outta this thug.]

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[needsnobottle]

[Because shockingly, Tammy tends to avoid anything that sounds remotely like gunfire.]

You're gonna learn pretty quickly that they can, in fact, keep you prisoner here.

Unless you've got a particularly thick skull.

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[officerwhiskers]

[Quite a long time passes before Calvin returns to his room; his spirits trampled and feeling quite lost. Someone mentioned him receiving a journal, but he has no idea what use a book would serve in this situation.

It doesn't take long for him to see it. Looks like someone's been in his room, recently? How else would they have written in this...

Well that's not a very nice message. Perhaps he'll write a response for this sneaky invader, the next time they inevitably try to get in here.]

I didnt do anything wrong.

Im not going to be the fall guy for some hood.

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[needsnobottle]

Being innocent means about jack and diddly here. The man in charge doesn't seem to fuss himself with stuff like that. But what do you expect from a grade A douchebag?

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[officerwhiskers]

[WHAT. Wh-Where is that text coming from. Freckle drops his quill, staring in horror. The following text is scribbly and jagged, as if written with a terrified paw.]

is this journal possessed. who is in charge? i want to go home

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[oathbreaker]

[Riku's actually in the barracks when he hears the shouting and the sounds of gunfire. Kind of. The gunfire, that is, the shouts are fierce. So fierce. Maybe he ought to go and hide under his bed instead.

Anyway.

So Riku's in the barracks, and because he's a Disney hero with no sense of self-preservation at all, he's running toward the source of the sounds. And you know, he's seen a lot throughout his journeying through the worlds!

That still doesn't mean he's prepared to round a corner and see an anthropomorphic cat with a dinky-looking tommy gun and a manic expression on his face "shooting" up the halls.

This face.

This face forever.]

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[officerwhiskers]

[In his mind, he's filling the walls with so many holes. SO MANY HOLES. He'll blast a way outta here if he needs to. With his weapon in his hands, this stone cold killing machine is invincible.

He doesn't see Riku, but feels him approach and does a quick ROLL forward, spinning to see yet ANOTHER alien-lookin'-thing. AND HE'S MAKIN' FACES. Funny guy, eh?!]

You picked the wrong cat to catnap, jack.

[RATATATATA]

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[heroinwait]

[..........uh-huh.]

"Catnap?"

Look, I don't know who you are, but I wasn't the one to bring you here. Deior did.

[Your gun. It isn't doing anything. Riku's just. Gonna ignore that for now. Whaaaaaat eeeeeeeeveeeeennnnnnn]

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[officerwhiskers]

Y'know. Steal. Pinch. Hold prisoner!

[He wobbles his gun, menacingly. INTIMIDATING, NO?]

Deior, huh? He your boss? You some sorta torpedo?

[He's visually scannin' you for weapons now, Riku. But other than that, he's seeming to calm down.]