Fourth Motto; Lobby action post go!

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[So Ice Cream Tuesday was a big success. Meowth stuffed his face and everything was good and now he's curled up on a couch in the lobby with an empty bowl of ice cream in front of him that smells of berries and a good dose of catnip, and considering he's had several bowls of that concoction, it's no wonder he's a little flushed... Don't ask how a cat can be flushed. It's Pokemon. Deal with it.

Life's pretty awesome for him. He's got half the castle against the twerp. He's well-fed. He's got a good place to stay with Kitty. No worries or cares in the world. So why shouldn't he just nap on a couch in an open place where anyone who might have a bone to pick with him or... Want to give him scritches and surprise cuddles as people are want to do with cats, which would be equally irritating, because dude, he's stoned off catnip and sleeping, why you do this.

Yep. No sense letting sleeping cats lie, Paradisa.]

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[Well, Meowth is having a very nice dream, so the scritching is appreciated, even if he thinks it's part of the dream. He stretches out and lets out a happy noise, before he starts... Mumbling shit.] A little to the left, Boss. [Dreamy sigh] Now can I sit in your lap? I swear I don't shed. I ain't never been more honest 'bout nothin' in my whole nine lives.

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[TALKING CAT! TALKING CAT! Spike snatches his hand back. It's not that he's weirded out or scared or anything, this is pretty par the course for him, but... surprised? Definitely.]

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[HEY. THE PETTING STOPPED. THAT'S NOT FAIR. Meowth blearily opens his eyes and...

...Oh.

He jumps up dramatically... He wobbles less dramatically, but that's the catnip. He's cool.] HEY! You ain't the Boss! [He's more shocked than... Annoyed. It was a good dream, man.]

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[Spike raises an eyebrow.]

And you're not a normal cat.

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[....Wow, brilliant deduction, Sherlock.]

Yeah? And the sky's blue too, genius. [BRB, pawing his head. Now normally he doesn't mind scritches, but dude, he was practically jizzing over here. This is uncool.]

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Well, pardon me if most of the cats I've met don't sodding talk.

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Like I'm even the strangest thing in this castle. You oughta be used to it by now.

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I'm used to it. Doesn't mean I expect it. Maybe you should wear a "warning, I talk" sign around your neck.

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[So deadpan.] Thanks. I'll get right on that.

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Good for you. [And now Spike's gonna... just... walk away.]