"Chicken!"
Chaos gets to high on catnip... and will die if not saved from pool of catnip...

JImi:....Dude there FISH your a CAT what do cats eat?

Zephie debates out loud, "Fish...catnip...pile...Jimi...tempting...but Jimi..."

Zeph, on the other hand, just dives right in the pile. "No time for talk, catnip NOW! WHEE!" =^.^=

Carlos surveys the thread.

"Why is it I never come here any more?" he asks himself.

"Oh, right. Because I'm ALWAYS busy. And I have so much other stuff to do.

"Still, it's nice to once in a while just remind people that you exist..."

He proceeds to snap his fingers. He disappears, and leaves in his wake some rainclouds. Raining catnip.

Zephie 'bout nearly has a heart attack over the raining clouds of catnip.

Jimi: oo'

Jenni: CAT NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!*Passes out from highness*

Jimi: OO"

*polgara stops playing with her yarnball and looks over to the spot where Shade was*

hay was that who i think it was???

*She runs over and sits the the spot where he was*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Huge overdose!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chaos climbs out of the pool, woozy and unable to stand
MMMRRRRRREEEEOOEEEEERRRRROEEEEEEEEMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRWWWWWWWWWW

*Polgara looks down with her ears droping over her head* oh so i've missed him *she walks off to her corner with here head still down. when she gets there she lays down and tucks her head under her tail so she makes a ball type shape*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

"WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
WWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

((ok all i have to say is have you see the WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE thing on funnyjunk.com at all))

*polgara looks over at SSonic and moves her tail, he stops dead in his track frozen still* hmm that should carm him down a bit *she goes back to sleep*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Jimi:*Trys to pick up a gaint pencil* Bwahahahahaaa...If i can pick this up i shalll have author powers!...it would be a lot easyer to do this with thumbs

*Polgara looks over at Jimi trying to pick up the gaint pencil* lol would you like some help with that *she gets up and walks over to Jimi and lifts the other end of the pencil*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Jimi: *Picks up the other end of the pencil* Shazam!*Is only half cat* Yes i have my thumbs back! Now..Ahem! I HAVE THE POWER!*Holds the pencil up*

Stops being high
Ssonic: Ahhhh! He'll have author powers! I must stop him from copying the Guardian comic! But I don't have anything here to stop him...
((It sucks when you try to cure your jiminess by not being a jimi. This is going to be a pain))
SSonic: Oh well! I must stop him!
Ssonic to Jimi: I cannot let you have author powers! You must be stopped. Prepare to... lsoe all your author powers!