aw, c’mon, Bobkitty, let another kitty have some fun, eh? sidles up to Superdude provocatively
::Cradles an arm around bobkitty, and slides his other arm around Cougarfang::
Now, now, my pets. There’s enough of me to go around…shall we all talk about this privately?
::snick:: [sub]that, in case you’re wondering, is the sound of a bobkitty’s claws coming out[/sub]
I think not, Cougar. This one’s mine, and I don’t share my toys.
::baring teeth and stepping between Super and Cougar::
Cat fight!
Rue do you have a bucket of water handy?
Now, now…there’s no NEED to fight. If you all want to wrestle that’s fine…
::Superdude runs off::
::Superdude returns with an inflatable kiddy pool, two thong bikini, and several bottles of hot oil::
Thanks for the loan of this stuff, Rue. It’s a little odd that all this was next to a grown-up sized Girl Scout uniform, but thanks again.
Gartog, you know that water only makes both cats turn on YOU…
Why, thank you Superdude. pours hot oil into kiddie pool, dunks Bobkitty in
purrrrrfect 
YOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!! sounds of cats fighting
sound fades away to other parts of house
::bobkitty gets underneath Cougar, using her hind legs to flip the larger cat over her head and into the wall. Pouncing quickly while Cougar is still dazed, bobkitty clamps her jaws down on Cougar’s neck, growling low in her throat::
What’s mine stays mine until I tire of it. Understand? No touching.
zoogirl notices the wild catfight going on. “Hey guys, I guess there’s only one thing to do-go for it!”
The Band cranks it back up and launches into a true 80’s treat-“Stray Cat Strut!”
Now where did that video-camera go hmmm? 
agreed.
Cougarfang gets up dizzily as Bobkitty gets off
short pause
I had my fingers crossed, nyah-nyah-nyah!
races out of room
…small-town newbie pokes her head in the door…gazes in amazement at the party and, chastened by her view of the seemingly private soiree, scoots back down the front path back to obscurity…
On No, you can’t escape that easily . . umm I mean stay and join the party
Hey Rue Fresh Blood.
Drink AlteredState?
Gartog, “fresh blood” is not really an attractive term. Especially for the exquisite Altered States.
So? Have you just moved or something? Tell me about this altering of states. It sounds fascinating. Do you like Jell-O? Body paints?
See Gartog? You have to be subtle.
-Rue.
And by Altered States I, of course, meant AlteredState. Accept no substitue.
(Altey this is what is known as “padding your post count”.)
-Rue.
So is this . . . . .
[sub]subtle must be more subtle[sub]
So AlteredStatewhat can I get you?
[sub]How’s that?[/sub]
Gartog, you are the Master of Subtle. No wonder all the kids look up to you.
Not just because you stand on that chair all the time either.
-Rue.
Cougarfang pauses in flight to mention
now THAT’S subtle, Rue
flees again
Hey. Rue[sub]Do you mind if I call you ‘Rue’ only it’s less to type, you can call me Gartog if you like[/sub]
That’s not a chair I really am that tall, see? It’s just the shape of my feet, honest.
…sneaking in and sidling round to a quiet corner…so if I bring my own jumbo-sized bottles of tequila and a pour my sense of self-preservation into the nearest pot plant, can I stay?
bump