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mayfield_rpg2012-08-10 05:57 pm
nyanpire) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-08-10 05:57 pm
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Kitty-robics! Cats-ercise! Nya-thletics!
[Action - 1649 Albright]
[There's a package on the doorstep for Nyanpire, but it's several times larger than him. And heavy, very heavy. He's trying his best to shove it inside so he can open it, but there's no real progress being made. It's stuck against the bottom of the door frame.]
Help! I need help! Nyaaaaaaa!
[Action - Park]
[Mayfield was a pretty scary place. The phone had some people saying some pretty serious stuff. Something bad could happen to his friends and any moment, and he didn't want that! He'd have to protect them! And the only way to do that, tiny-tiny as he was, was to get stronger. Up until now, he hadn't been too sure how to go about this. But he had just gotten back the giant pile of fitness gear and health products that Masamunya had bought for him. So now he was gonna use them! And get strong! And protect everyone!
So there's a little kitty with little kitty-sized weights on his legs, and a sweatband on his head, and a wagon full of highly questionable vitamin supplements nearby. The kitty is working out quite hard, doing side lunges and squats and running around in circles... and occasionally just falling over and panting and looking quite exhausted.]
N... nyaa... it's hard to be strong...
[There's a package on the doorstep for Nyanpire, but it's several times larger than him. And heavy, very heavy. He's trying his best to shove it inside so he can open it, but there's no real progress being made. It's stuck against the bottom of the door frame.]
Help! I need help! Nyaaaaaaa!
[Action - Park]
[Mayfield was a pretty scary place. The phone had some people saying some pretty serious stuff. Something bad could happen to his friends and any moment, and he didn't want that! He'd have to protect them! And the only way to do that, tiny-tiny as he was, was to get stronger. Up until now, he hadn't been too sure how to go about this. But he had just gotten back the giant pile of fitness gear and health products that Masamunya had bought for him. So now he was gonna use them! And get strong! And protect everyone!
So there's a little kitty with little kitty-sized weights on his legs, and a sweatband on his head, and a wagon full of highly questionable vitamin supplements nearby. The kitty is working out quite hard, doing side lunges and squats and running around in circles... and occasionally just falling over and panting and looking quite exhausted.]
N... nyaa... it's hard to be strong...
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[He trots over to the wagonload of supplements, sets a small bottle of vitamins out on the grass, then backs away from it. After a good distance is reached, he hunkers down with a very, very serious face. There's only a little wiggle of his behind... and then he CHARGES! And POUNCES! And drags that mean ol' bottle into a roll, where he proceeds to claw at it like mad!
...pretty standard cat stuff.]
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O-Oh t-that's pretty impressive....
[He has a hand to his mouth as he watches, surprassing on coming laughter.]
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And the more I work out, the more impurrressive I'll be!
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[Which isn't much.]
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