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Splitstuck Nov 16, 2017 4:01:36 GMT

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Finn: Wasn't there someone else messaging you?

You, frankly, are insulted at the mere idea of you forgetting to respond to one of your loving friends. The very idea that you would be more interested in your beloved BASEDOLL than your VERY INTERESTING and TOTALLY NOT NUISANCES of friends disgusts you to no end.

Unless that FRIEND was who is currently hassling you. Then you'd ignore them any day of the week.

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Splitstuck Nov 18, 2017 5:22:14 GMT

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Finn: Look at partially-obscured poster.

Man, it feels so long ago since you last looked at this. This was the prize for a country-wide contest held before you were born, that your Sis won. In honor of Alchamight 2 selling its 1,000,000th copy, each contestant had to mail in a videotape of them finding all of the secret messages in each dungeon, without Hunter. Inc. telling the players how many there were.

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Splitstuck Nov 21, 2017 2:27:08 GMT

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Earth: Be a bitch. That's how it is.

You certainly have never thought of yourself as a bitch, but who are you to judge. No one, because a planet cannot judge. You take a brief glimpse at the earth, momentarily getting away from the action-packed excitement that our lad was in just seconds ago.

For some reason.

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Finn: Answer the Eye already!!

-- readilyCognizant [RC] has begun hassling comedicRanger [CR] at 15:16 --

RC: Happy birthday, Finn!
RC: I apologize for the late day messaging, if I recall where you live it should be well into the afternoon.
RC: But my pappy found a bunch of old Wright Brothers blueprints and I've been going through them all day.
RC: I hope you understand.
RC: Finn?
RC: Let me guess. You're asleep. That's what it is, I know it.
RC: Or more likely, you're ignoring me. Why you would do something like that I'll never know.
RC: You know my stance on going idle, so you better settle in.
RC: Finn.
RC: Finnard.
RC: Finnly.
RC: Finnathon.
RC: Fip.
RC: I'm gonna ask PH and if she says you're busy I'm gonna be so upset.
RC: Oh consarn it.
RC: I know you aren't in the middle of a skirmish.
RC: I'm talking to your sister right now and that means there's no skirmish.
RC: What kind of leader doesn't even answer their subordinates.
RC: This is getting out of hand.
RC: Finn.
RC: Finn.
RC: Finn.
RC: Finn.
CR: CHRIST ON A CRUTCH SAPP IM HERE CHILL THE HELL OUT
RC: Fancy meeting you here.
RC: Where have you been?
CR: where do you think ive been in the warzone all day
CR: except for a little bit earlier when i was on prospit but that was short lived
RC: The only thing short-lived here is your brain cells lifespan for continuing this Prospit charade.
CR: this again huh
CR: like were doing this now this whole bit
CR: should i get popcorn or something i know youve got a speech ready or some shit
RC: Well now I don't wanna recite it.
CR: aww cmon your speechwriting has gotten SO much more listenable
CR: hey maybe if were lucky i wont fall asleep this time!
CR: anyways, what did you want
CR: kate said you had wished me a happy birthday in a way i cant bring myself to repeat
RC: Darn it, she made it sound all snooty didn't she.
CR: it did in fact sound snooty
RC: Did she mention my present?
CR: yea
CR: somehow talking to you is more pleasant when it's someone else.
RC: 8^(
CR: oh also while i have you on the line, have you dug anything up on Team B's SURBN situation?
CR: BP told me that they apparently all have and have had copies for at least a week
RC: Yes, all I can find is that it was gotten illegally, and that none of them can actually remember where CY got it.
RC: The best thing I could get out of CY is that she recalls torrenting it off of a shady website that I haven't actually been able to track down.
RC: She gave me as many approximations of the sites name as she could think of but no dice.
CR: damn
CR: well just be ready to get your copy should it be available at any point
RC: Oh, I never set up for it to be delivered here. Didn't I tell you I wasn't going to play?
CR: your joking
RC: Nope. As much as I adore team games with the lot of you id rather not try to make heads or tails of a new game without being able to research it first.
CR: god damnit dude
CR: this was PP's like ONE game they really wanted us all to play
CR: you KNOW how much trouble its been setting up everything to go somewhat to plan
CR: not to mention i think this game is like a super power game
RC: What?
CR: you can like move stuff in whoever your playing with's house
RC: Can you now.
CR: yes dude im serious probably
CR: just
CR: christ i cant beleive this just try to get a damn copy somehow
RC: Don't know how I'm gonna do that.
CR: just do it fucker
RC: Fine, I'll tell you how it goes later.

-- readilyCognizant [RC] has ceased hassling comedicRanger [CR] at 17:35 --

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Splitstuck Dec 7, 2017 0:39:38 GMT

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RC: Somehow get copy, but only out of spite.

You are now READILYcOGNIZANT. You decide the most efficient course of game acquirement starts with breaking the shit out of your window bars. These things are stuck on with scotch tape or something.

RC: Look up.

You look up into the night sky. The moon is there, as it is most nights, taunting you with its poetic potential that many lads, scamps, and even high noble gents have used for great works of literature. Yet all it does is spite you with its magnificent height in the spotted blanket you call the sky and beyond.

RC: Look down.

You live in a high tower of a maximum security guard training encampment. You're not sure why, either. But you'll be darned if it doesn't make it easy to avoid your Pappy.

Though it might also make it harder to sneak around past curfew.

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SlateBelfur Scampermaster Posts: 218 Pronouns: he/him/his	Splitstuck Dec 13, 2017 4:06:43 GMT Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by SlateBelfur on Dec 13, 2017 4:06:43 GMT RC: Quickly jump onto falling grate and skate down tower. ===> ===> ===> ===> You feel nothing but confidence for this decision.

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Splitstuck Mar 16, 2018 17:49:30 GMT

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Finn: Examine Hardware.

You don't *quite* know what you are thinking of, but assume you mean this junk in the attic. Honestly, neither you nor your sisters have ever come up with a good explanation for them, you all just think they look neat.

Finn: You've forgotten what you were doing, haven't you?

You most certainly have not! Sometimes you just want to stop and smell the roses. But back to the task at hand, finding your sister.

===>

Oh come now, that's just plain rude!

Finn: Follow her, post-haste!

Ignoring the completely logical fact of the lack of any pre-haste what-so-ever, you follow her outside. You are now in your element: dark fucking areas my god can anyone including the SUN just leave the light on for once??? You don't think it's too much to ask.

===>

You hear something behind you. You go to check iAHJDSKHDIUSAOUODSAUHUIJASD

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Splitstuck Jun 5, 2018 2:57:51 GMT

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===>

Ah, young love. It really is hard to describe what one's first crush is like to experience, but sometimes, one is lucky enough to be able to greet them every morning. In some cases, like that of a young woman's, you even get to look lovingly into their eyes as you go about your day.

But who's day is it, anyway?

Enter name.

Wrong person, numbnuts!

Try again.

That's more like it.

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Splitstuck Jun 13, 2021 19:20:22 GMT

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===>

Examine Room.

Your name is ELLA. You were just in the middle of your CALCULATING how to better upgrade your FETCH MODUS, all while sharing a beautiful moment with your IDOL. But, all good things must come to an end, and today of all days, you have business to attend to.

What will not ever end, however, is the collection of things valued by you as INTERESTS. Probably the most noticeable one being your love of MATHEMATICS. There is something so fetching about the cold logic behind it, which is enhanced by its application to TINKERING and PROGRAMMING. You wouldn’t use the word hacker, but you do fancy a bit of CODE MANIPULATION here and there, from the childish changing of words on websites to more crooked RE-WRITING of ELECTRONIC FUNCTIONS.

This is not all SOFTWARE based, either. You like to spread your love to more PHYSICAL REPROGRAMMING, you just redefine what that means. For example, there is always the classic RUBIX BOMB, solvable only if you don’t mind taking a boom-boom to the face. The ever-popular DECOY MINI-FIGURES, designed to entice a fool into a trap. Which brings you to the topic of today.

The objective to do nothing but enrage your opponent for no good reason. But how will you go about this?

Ella: Check out box marked with math symbols.

You must mean the CUBIC STORAGE UNIT of MEMES. That's MATH and DREAMS, by the way. You swear. Yep. That's what it means.

It holds your Legos. The building block of...well, pretty much anything. Sort of their point, really. You remember back in the days of school clubs you ran the Lego club with an iron fist. Except in this case it was a plastic fist. And the fist was a glove. Of Legos. Your point is Legos are fun as hell.

Not to mention that they introduced you to the realm of Robotics.

Ella: Check out flying drones.

These are your advantage over your idiot twin. Surveillance. That motherfucking master woodsmith has made all kinds of shortcuts around the house. So you made some camera-hauling drones to keep an eye on him. Big Sis won’t let you hang stationary cameras, though.

Ella: What the fuck are those posters?

THESE, my dear...me, are your HARRY POTTER MLG (Many Laugh-Inducing Graphic) POSTERS, sans GAMING OF ANY KIND. You found the first two online, and immediately made and laminated posters of them. Alas, you never found any past 2, so you had to make your own. You don’t think they’re that shabby, and they made great motivations to learn how to edit images.

===>

Ella: Examine Chalkboard.

This is a WHITEboard. On it, you have a variety of useful and useless information. You always need to be reminded exactly what is dumb and what is dumber, of course. Being cool is a must on any mathmagicians’ checklist, and you are no exception. Lastly, these are some numbers that you try to remember, to make sure your RADical modus doesn't keep you from using it.

Ella: Examine various things on various desks.

This is your BOOKSHELF, which is a SHELF in which you store BOOKS. Finn made it for you as an early birthday present, because the goofball couldn’t contain his excitement for your reaction. You told him you loved it and put it to use immediately. This is because of the fact that you love it and wanted to use it right away.

It’s small enough to hold more things than books, too! Look at all the figures and shit on it! It’s your favorite gift you've gotten so far, of which you have gotten one.

===>

And this is your CRAFTING BENCH. It is a BENCH where you do all of your CRAFTING. Currently a bunch of SCRAP PARTS and JUNK sits on it.

===>

Ella: Answer Gemstone.

-- competentYokel [CY] began hassling calculusCrusader [CC] at 13:34 --

CY: hey el, you actually around
CY: your dingbat brother aint pickin up
CC: what did you expect lol
CC: he was up all night planning god knows what
CY: like for your birthday war
CC: yeah
CC: dumbass doesn't realize he's gotta be awake to participate
CY: man you two
CY: well happy birthday at least
CY: my present should come any time, its packaged with Finns as well
CY: try not to destroy it with explosions or anything
CC: relax, we wont
CC: got too much on our plate
CC: and kicking the crap out of each other, while definitely gonna happen, is not the highest priority
CY: at least some of the birthday fuckers are having fun
CY: well your brother hasn't said anything so i think he's still out for a little while
CY: i have some errands to run of my own so ill be off
CC: ditto

-- competentYokel [CY] ceased hassling calculusCrusader [CC] at 13:39 --

Ella: Run errands.

-- calculusCrusader [CC] began hassling perilousPenman [PP] at 15:02 --

CC: Hey PP
CC: Hope you don't mind but today's war is all about game shenanigans
CC: As in they're the goal
CC: Not that I care if I have permission from our glorious leader but I can do that right
CC: If you don't answer soon it'll be done
CC: Okay well just know you could've prevented this

-- calculusCrusader [CC] is now an idle mate! --

PP: you did not actually do it right
CC: Fancy meeting you here
PP: no like you didnt actually take his game disks right
CC: Lol
CC: I'm putting them in the attic now
CC: Bastard has to find em if he wants em back
PP: you mother fucker
CC: Oh relax, he'll get them in no time
CC: And if he doesn't, I win
PP: oh man why did we do this today of all days
CC: Cuz our birthday is the only day we can for sure get everyone together
CC: Remember? I wrote out the equations for the percent chance and everything
CC: We have a %98.316 chance of it working out, even factoring in the war
PP: well
PP: okay just make sure he doesnt swipe your disks either
PP: the second we can i wanna start
CC: Yeah yeah don't worry princess we'll start on time
PP: good

===>

PP: how are the war things
CC: Good, I think he is or was awake
CC: I heard a bang on the door at least
CC: Rn I'm moving stuff around
CC: Planting bombs and the like
PP: like smoke bombs?
CC: You know they're real
PP: unfortunately yes i do
PP: how do you guys not get hurt with all the flails and spike traps and shit
CC: We know our limits
CC: Enough trips to the emergency room and you figure out how much gunpowder or how sharp to make your caltrops without maiming your prey
PP: well at least you have that going for you

===>

PP: hey not to be a nagging nancy but you do have your own disks ready to play right
CC: Yeah I hid them in my room
CC: They're under my workbench
PP: ah so you mean by ready to play that they are in fact not ready to play and in a precarious position
PP: such that if finn breaks into your room which we all know he will he will swipe them
PP: presumably in retaliation for when you inevitably bust into his and hold it like a god damn fortress
CC: *CR
CC: and yeah why
PP: if i could wring your neck i would just for the record
CC: But you can't lol
CC: Okay I have to go
CC: Gotta program our fuse box into my phone
PP: literally why
CC: Shenanigans, duh

-- calculusCrusader [CC] ceased hassling perilousPenman [PP] at 15:27 --

Ella: Do what has already been done.

===>

One Brawl Later...

===>

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Splitstuck Jun 13, 2021 19:36:36 GMT

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Kate: Open memo.

perilousPenman [PP] on 12/27/2011 opened public bulletin board Team A Hotspot.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

We proceed to scroll to the bottom of a very long, very well used board, laughing at the hilarity these kids get into in basic conversation, to a point in which our present focus opens a new memo.

PH at 23:51 opened memo on board Team A Hotspot.

PH: Okay gang
PH: I made it out of my room
PH: But I'm only getting one shot at this
PH: Going to the weird froggy-looking place now, then I'll try the workshop-ish place
PH: It'll be easier to get in from the top of the frog head
PH: Please tell me you’re making progress
crackedPhial [CP] at 23:52 responded to memo.
CP: I am!
CP: I successfully got onto the console and got the files onto a flash drive.
CP: I should be good to go soon, and can probably send anyone else files if things go haywire.
PH: Cool
PH: Anyone else?
PH: RC?
PH: RC are you there
CP: He’s offline I think.
perilousPenman [PP] at 23:54 responded to memo.
PP: yeah hes offline
PH: Unbelievable
PH: The one time I actually want to hear from him hes nowhere to be found
PP: typical
comedicRanger [CR] at 23:58 responded to memo.
CR: guys guys guys guys guys guys guys holy fuck stop babbling we need help
PH: Oh there you are
PH: How was your war
CR: th
CR: theres
CR: theres a METEOR coming right for OUR HOUSE!!!
calculusCrusader [CC] at 23:59 responded to memo.
CC: Two of them for the record

===>

CP: Uh...
CC: Yeah. Headed right this fuckin way
CC: It's not looking so good on our end
CC: If I die today let the record show that I won the war
PH: Hm.
PP: not to be some kind of spoilsport but if you guys don’t wanna play this game we can just. not do it.
PP: I know CP and PH are risking a lot for it but it might be more trouble than its worth
PP: Hell no one can even get a word from RC and that fucker never shuts up
PP: Maybe lets just do some alchamight
CR: no no no
CR: forget about the game for a second and listen
CC: it’s a real ass meteor
CR: two of them
CC: headed for our real ass house
CP: If there were really meteors coming, why did CC take what is presumably precious, vital seconds to say that she won your war?
CC: blow me
CC: you see a meteor coming for you and then come to me with a level head science boy
CP: Uh huh.
CR: fuck okay we gotta go get to like a shelter or something
CR: except the fucking door is jammed
CR: and its too high to jump
CC: if this is the last you hear from us just know we died in a fucking huge explosion from space

comedicRanger [CR] has gone OFFLINE.
calculusCrusader [CC] has gone OFFLINE.

PH: Not to also be a sport that has gone bad but we shouldve scheduled this on a different day
CP: It was bad timing on our part yeah.
PP: well at least the three of us are good to go right
CP: Soonish, once I get back to my lab.
PH: I mean
PH: Not quite
PH: Its a work in progress
PP: so also soon then
PP: ill just get set up here
PP: ive got everything under control
PP: at least on my end
PH: Alright
CP: Sounds like a plan!

===>

PP: actually
PP: hmm
PP: uh oh
CP: What’s ‘uh oh?’
PH: Details please
PH: Hello
CP: PP?

perilousPenman [PP] has gone OFFLINE.

CP: Hm.
PH: So were back to square one here
CP: Yeah. I’ll get a move on, I guess.
CP: Get this flash drive over to my PC.
PH: Alright
PH: Keep me posted

crackedPhial[CP] has gone OFFLINE.
purposfullyHidden [PH] has gone OFFLINE.

Kate: Get to da temple.

You approach the Froggy-Looking Building, admiring it's strength and design. Your MAMA has had it on lock-down ever since you *almost* got into it, for some reason. But you can't let her stop you now, you have a game to find.

Kate: Follow mysterious rope.

You circle the building until you find a MYSTERY ROPE. There seem to be instructions to go up, in the same color of paint (?) as on the front of the building.

Which is odd, because you thought that was your MAMA telling you to keep out.

Kate: Ascend.

===>

You finally made it.

Kate: Examine Rooftop.

You are on top of the FROG STATUE. 'The' Frog Statue. As if you have any idea why or for what purpose there's a god damn frog here.

You were kind of hoping for an access hatch or something, but it appears there's no way in from up here.

Kate: Examine big gemstone.

It just looks like a big hunk of amethyst, with a rope tied to it. You don't know where it came from or why it's here.

Kate: Examine other thing.

This...

What the fuck is this thing. It looks like a computer? Just shaped like...some guy? Who *is* this?

Kate: Look at screen of handsome computer.

This night just keeps getting more interesting.

Kate: Take in computer screen in totality.

It's shell is shaped like the 'stached gentleman, big surprise. The plastic and mouse are cheap and terrible, and the keyboard is a piece of shit. Nonetheless, it appears someone is hassling you.

Which is odd, considering you never logged into Hasslemate on it.

Kate: Answer CY.

-- competentYokel [CY] began hassling purposfullyHidden [PH] at 00:14 --

CY: hey hunter
CY: im losing my mind here
CY: throw me a line
CY: any good news
CY: like any would be good
CY: i am BEGGING you
PH: I found a weird computer on top of a frog
PH: Does that count
CY: okay clearly you’ve gone crazy too okay great
PH: Frankly I’m handling this better than the rest of my team
PH: A meteor is hurtling towards CR and CC
PH: PP vanished with nothing but an ‘uh oh’ and RC is nowhere to be found
PH: Meanwhile I found a crazy computer shaped like some guy, and CP got his aunties files successfully
PH: He and I are on top of the world right now
CY: wait PP is gone
CY: nvm doesn’t matter right now
CY: point is you need to get the twins outta dodge
CY: BB who by the way has also lost her mind decided to boot the game up with BP
CY: long story short BP is in another dimension or some shit
CY: he barely escaped his meteor
PH: ‘His’ meteor?
CY: best guess is there’s more coming
CY: and honestly your whole team is probably also next
CY: so listen up
CY: you need to deploy the bullshit little machines in the phernalia registry in their house like yesterday
PH: The what now

===>

PH: Oh huh
CY: normally id say you need to be in touch with the em and coordinate where you put the things but frankly theres no time
CY: just set shit down where it fits
CY: to do that, you have to open the paraphernalia thing i mentioned and use the deploy option

===>

PH: Okay got it
PH: Now what

===>

CY: you gotta open the cruxtruder thing with something heavy
CY: just find something that looks good enough to work, it doesn't matter if it breaks and the twins get all pissy
CY: one of them then has gotta twist the doodad to get a bit of some stuff BB calls ‘cruxite’
PH: Okay
PH: So i have to get these two to stop panicking then huh
PH: Or
PH: I would
PH: If they didn't seem mesmerized by the cruxtruder?
CY: who fuckin knows with those two
PH: Hm…
PH: Idea
CY: whats your idea
CY: what are you gonna do
PH: Drop something heavy on it like you said
PH: Then
PH: In their moment of what I hope is clarity
PH: I'll hassle them and give them the skinny
CY: sounds like a plan
CY: with two of them maybe you’ll stand a chance

Kate: Do that.

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Splitstuck Jun 13, 2021 19:50:22 GMT

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CY: this is really not how i saw today going
CY: HB was just over here shootin the breeze
CY: and it was like
CY: kinda tense but leaning towards good
CY: like you could tell she was upset but there was this unspoken feeling that everything was gonna work out
CY: i guess it has so far
CY: even if one of us is down in the dumps i doubt a supreme barrage of meteors wont be enough to get his ass in gear if this dimension fuck game will actually save us
CY: man are you still hassling them
CY: they must really be giving you the business
PH: Hi
PH: So I messaged them and the first thing they said was ‘I told you so’
CY: about what
PH: The meteors
PH: I didn’t think it was happening until I found this weird mustache device with the game installed on it
CY: huh
CY: no time to unpack all that now but uh
CY: well now you know i guess
PH: I guess so

===>

PH: They’re on the move
PH: What now?
CY: deploy the card thingy
CY: they need to stick it in the totem lathe
CY: and use it to carve some weird shape into the cruxite from the weird machine
PH: The cruxtruder?
CY: that’s the fucker
CY: then they gotta use the platform thing to make their weird bullshit item that teleports them into the other dimension
CY: where, seeing as BP isn’t a pile of mush, there aren’t any meteors
PH: Okay
PH: Is that it?
CY: yeah
CY: for your duties at least
CY: for now ill scoot
CY: where they’re going you’ll need to be really fucking on the ball
CY: tell PP to hit me up when she’s done not doing her leaderly job
CY: she is alive right
PH: Uh
PH: Most likely
PH: The thought of her being in trouble hadn’t occurred to me until now
CY: well let’s assume she’s alive for a sec
CY: we need to figure this out as both teams together
PH: Agreed
PH: Here’s hoping we make it
CY: yeah
CY: toodles hunter
-- competentYokel [CY] ceased hassling purposfullyHidden [PH] at 00:05 --

Finn & Ella: Stick card thingy into totem lathe.

You stick the Pre-Punched card into the totem lathe, with the requisite CRUXITE DOWEL.

You have no idea what this floating seizure-ball is doing, but it seems to like you? You don't know how to feel about that.

Finn: DO NOT LET THE SEIZURE BALL TOUCH ELLA

Neither you or your distracted twin seem too concerned about that thing, and whether or not it touches Ella. Besides, the thing isn't really trying to anyway.

Kate: Expedite.

===>

Belfurs: Investigate.

==>

===>

Finn: Break wishbone.

===>?

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Pudgy: Rescue the twins!

You are now Pudgy, a fact that will definitely be maintained for the foreseeable future. You are currently pawing and patting at this DOOR, which has been blocked off by god. Or a ghost. Or maybe a band of mice. Gosh its hot.

You can hear the frantic shouts of your loving BIG OWNER, not to be confused with one of your smaller OWNERS. She really wants to get through, and you've decided your pawing and prodding is helping. Because you're just helpful like that.

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