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[Backdated to day 342.]

There isn't a face in the feed yet, only a quick splay of rooftops and colored awnings. Whoever is filming right now appears to be chasing after something, and he sounds slightly winded.]

Asgard. City in the asshole of a pan-dimensional nexus. Home to a hella diverse collection of creatures and people. Also home to poor SOBs in rad shades cursed to grow furry appendages. Let us examine one in particular as he moves within this treacherous environment...

[And so the feed peeks over the edge of a roof, peering down into a semi-crowded street where one Dirk Strider (sporting a viciously-whipping blonde cat's tail) and one Davesprite (in all his winged glory) are currently having a stare off.

Davesprite is saying something -- it sounds vaguely like, "...ill-advised, one-way tickets to the Twilight Zone and there's no way I'm gonna give in to such a base impulse. No matter what kind of yankable vibe your tail is giving off right now." just as a shadow rises from the ground between Dirk's feet and gives the "furry noodle" (as it was just previously described a moment ago) a swift tug. Catboy yelps and spins, and Birdboy takes the opening by darting forward and giving the tail a quick tug.

(Whoever is filming lets out a low, soft chuckle.

Crows are douchebags.)]

-- you're going to lose feathers in a minute --

[That's Dirk as moves forward to swat at Crowboy, who hops backward on his toes without so much of a flick of his wings before taking off at a full run.]

Oh shit, someone needs his catnip! [That is called over Davesprite's shoulder as he vaults over a fence and darts out of sight.

Dave lifts the bracelet up and holds it above his head in a practiced sort of way. With his free hand, he cocks his thumb and index finger at the feed and smirks.]

Submitted for the approval of the Asgardian Nature Society. Part two coming in approximately four minutes.




[Sorry, not sorry, bros.]

Comments

video;

[muto]

I do not think I understand what is going on.

[ And she sure hopes she's not the only one. ]

You three look so very much...alike. Are you sibings?

video; sometime later

[timaeus_testified]

Something like that. I doubt anyone knows what the fuck is going on here. Least of all me.

video;

[chronologistics]

[Sup, hi.]

I don't see what's so difficult to understand. Kidbro is Catbro, and Bird-Me has an insatiable desire to pull tails because crows are douchebags.

[Text]

[lethechained]

[... She's a little torn, here. On the one hand, it's good to see the Strider clan interacting, and all that, but wow, guys, rude. Poor Dirk. (Even if it's hard not to laugh. Sorry, dude.) She'll... just have to prefer to interpret it as that silly 'playfully being jerks to each other' thing people seem to have a tendency toward in important relationships.]

You're terrible.

[Video] later

[timaeus_testified]

I'm willing to agree. [He's in a tree. For some reason he doesn't have the urge to climb down. This is a problem.] Hello, Namine.

text;

[chronologistics]

you dont mean that nammers
<3

not here; I'M SORRY

[feathery]

[brb hiding.]

video;

[tradingsecrets]

Well this is interesting.

[Finnick can't help but be amused.]

video; later

[timaeus_testified]

Not exactly the word I'd use for it. [After he chased his brother up a tree, nothing is funny about this being half cat curse.]

video;

[chronologistics]

I'm pretty proud of it myself. Think I'll win the Academy?

video;

[feathery]

Yeah. Totally fascinating, getting stuck in a tree for a few hours.

[His butt is starting to hurt from sitting awkwardly on these branches, ok.]

voice

[servesthehuman]

[He is utterly unamused.]

I suppose we should give you credit for putting the curse to good use.

voice; later

[timaeus_testified]

It's closer to I was along for the ride. I can't take credit for it.

voice;

[chronologistics]

Hey, no thanks necessary. I'm just doing my civic duty.

voice

[feathery]

[He vaguely finds Owen's voice familiar, but can't actually place it.]

How is this putting a curse to good use. Going off past experience, I'm pretty sure this is the kind of shit best left off the network.

[video]

[nukeoleptic]

Oh my god, Dave's message wasn't a hypothetical.

[Video] later

[timaeus_testified]

What message was this and when? [As he just keeps digging his claws into the tree and flicks his tail back and forth. You're a dog. He's a cat. This could be bad.]

....


Rowr.

video;

[chronologistics]

Surprise.

[video]

[feathery]

Jade, if you get me out of this tree, I will buy you a year's supply of snausages.

[video] i'm sorry (not)

[2cool4guardian]

I'll buy you two years of sausages if you get in there and complete the food chain.

[They're planing a sequel, ok.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh my god do I need to ground all three of you.

[timaeus_testified]

It wasn't exactly a planned experiment, Roxy.

[chronologistics]

I didn't do it.

[Video]

[2cool4guardian]

[Brb, laughing his ass off.]

So now Tweety has a Sylvester!

[Video]

[feathery]

We have a cast opening for Granny. I think you fit the bill.

[Video]

[cyan_maid]

[This face. Forever. Because this is crazy amounts of silly and Dirk take your costume off.]

What in Sam Hill is going on?

[Video] later

[timaeus_testified]

[Jane he is clinging to a tree with very real claws and trying to tone down the yowls of distress when Jade growls or barks. His tail lashes from side to side and he looks at her with exasperation.]

Something really stupid. If the gods wanted a, 'sorry for being a douche'. I'm ready to apologize now.