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Re: The Tavern
Grinning, Cat ducks behind the counter and resurfaces with a fresh-baked chachlat muffin. After cleaning up a little in the kitchen, she runs out and plops the small plate on ...
Feb 15, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Cat finishes her Simpson art and passes Chrissy a shocklate beer. Then she stoops over the puddle of troll-puke and begins to towel off Catch's head.
Feb 14, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Cat, taking pity on her friend's headlessness, passes the desperate Catch a chaclate muffin, made from the essence of the exceedingly rare troll-chaca fruit. She then quickly steals his white-board ...
Feb 14, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Cat returns to the Tavern, exhausted. "Thank you for the help serving, pretzel. You're a godsend," she pants, flopping down in a chair. "Geez, you're gone for a day and ...
Feb 13, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Cat grudgingly lets go of the troll's neck and whines to pretzel, "But he ate my best friend's head!! That's really creepy. And rude."
Feb 12, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
A hand thrusts from the depths of the Tavern's closet and finds a death grip on the troll's neck. As he gasps and splutters, unable to articulate even one of ...
Feb 10, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Though preparing pretzel's salad is a simple enough task, Cat keeps glancing preoccupiedly around the Tavern all the while. She keeps stopping every few minutes and sniffing the air like ...
Feb 10, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
After quickly preparing the orders, Cat plops them down in front of their respective human guests. "Hello Marbles! It's nice to see you," she says, smiling. Then Cat stops and ...
Feb 9, 2015 -
Re: Which book made you feel the most?
I only have one book I want to mention here: The One And Only Ivan. That book made me cry, laugh, shout, seethe, and want to jump off a cliff, ...
Feb 9, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Since no one else is manning the orders, Cat decides to take over. She jogs up behind the counter and begins making both some potato pancakes (yum!) and french fries ...
Feb 7, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Cat jumps up from her couch, spilling her drink all over. "Where'd she go?" she screams at the air. "Where did you take her, you little SLIMEBAG?! I'll get you ...
Feb 1, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Cat takes a sip of her own mug of cocoa, shivering with cold. Then she plunks the mug down on the table and graciously smiles through her new creamy mustache. ...
Jan 31, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Cat sighs and begins to pick up the mountains of sporks scattered around the Tavern. Then she mops up some of the spiders covering the floor. "Well, at least people ...
Jan 31, 2015 -
Re: The Tavern
Cat quickly passes PickledChrissy a candy cane as well. Then she begins wiping the dust off of the tabletops and couters. When she's done, she pours herself a hot chocolate. ...
Jan 29, 2015 -
Re: You know you're a writer when...
You know you're a writer when: someone mentions someone's name in regular conversation and you just gasp in amazement and are forced to run to your notepad and write it ...
Jan 28, 2015
