| T O P I C R E V I E W |
| Carl |
Posted - 04/13/2005 : 20:04:59
Okay, this is a story that you have to continue. Hopefully it will develop into a fully-fledged epic saga. About a mouse named Pippa.
CHAPTER 1
One day, Pippa the mouse was feeling peckish, so she decided to pop out for some cheese. But by the time she had crossed the kitchen floor, she made a shocking discovery! The family cat was guarding the fridge. Almost paralized with fright, the small common-or-garden rodent stealed her nerves, and prepared to do battle with the proportionally larger and potentially murderous cat... |
| 6 L A T E S T R E P L I E S (Newest First) |
| Carl |
Posted - 04/20/2005 : 03:05:58
It's really the cat in disguise! Whatever next?
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| shineoftheever |
Posted - 04/20/2005 : 02:02:49
i can't wait to find out what the octopus did. |
| two reelers |
Posted - 04/14/2005 : 06:10:33
...he got touched from behind by one, no by two, wait by 5 strong arms ! tom jone's octopus had escaped from his wet cage and was about to play with pippa.
pippa was a bit scared, but felt his luck at the same time. the cat was definetly a more dangerous enemy than the octopus since this was not his natural habitat. the octopus hold pippa in 2 of his arms and made his way out of the house, towards the train station. people all along the way looked strange at the odd couple, but pippa grinned since the octopus did not display any kind of hostile behaviour.
the boarded the train to transde-central, far behind MUMU-land. as the train spit out his last cloud of steem and rolled slowly into transde-central, the octopus did something very unexpected:
I joined the cult of Souled American / 'cause they are a damn' fine band |
| shineoftheever |
Posted - 04/14/2005 : 02:41:35
his real owner, tom jones, walking towards the fridge. "what's new pussycat?" said tom as he shooed the feline with his pink slippers trying to get into the fridge for a midnight snack. as he grabbed the pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice in one hand and cut of ham in the other, Cat rubbed up against the legs of his increasingly neglectful owner, "give me some fish!" he meowed. the rubbing action caused tom to lose control of the jug and as it fell right on Cat, you could hear tom yelling "whoa oh whoa oh whoa!"
covered in orange juice and looking like a chump, Cat waltzed over to his catdish and began to chew on his tender vittles. enjoying the same food he had yesterday, the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that, his thoughts returned to a life less ordinary. "when i catch that cretin of a mouse 'Pippa', i'm gonna have me some real tender vittles." just then Cat noticed a movement behind him as Pippa crossed from the front door of his mouse hole to beneath the kitchen sink with a smirk on his nasty little maw that would make the nicest of cat's intensely mad, and a shake that made Cat a little nervous. "is Pippa gonna come after me?" thought Cat. the mouse had seen the whole exchange, and that made Cat's blood boil. the two animals made eye contact and just as Pippa was about to attack........ |
| starmekitten |
Posted - 04/13/2005 : 22:45:15
.. the game of poker he was playing with Ruby the barn owl and Sol the stray tom who lived about town. The victory felt hollow to Cat, Cat stubbed out his rolled up cigarette with the liquorice paper, knocked back his sickly sweet single malt and started to gather up his chips with a scowl. Sol squinted his good eye at Cat and asked him what was up. "Dude" he growled "I'm a house cat, you guys, you got your freedom you got the thrill of the chase, me I got a warm hearth and regular food yeah sure but I have to suffer the indignity of being picked up and stroked and, and well be interfered with by that flowery stinking shit of a girl" .Sol and Ruby exchanged a look which caused Cats claws to unsheathe themselves and set the hair on his neck upright, he buried a paw in the table and snarled at his game companions. He lifted his glass, smashed it on the floor and walked out back to his stinking house with that stinking girl and inwardly prayed to the deity he didn't believe in for something, but anything to challenge him. He pushed his way through the flap she had installed for him and leaned up against the fridge daydreaming of a life less ordinary, when out of the corner of his eye he saw....
Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. |
| shineoftheever |
Posted - 04/13/2005 : 21:10:46
CHAPTER 2
The cat won. 
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