Kitty Shawn psychically orders you to feed him (Snatched from rude_not_ginger)

[dial_a_psychic]

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[det_lassiter]

WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!

Why, in the name of all that is sweet and holy am I a cat???

[dial_a_psychic]

*Purrs, bouncing towards Lassie-Cat!*

Lassie! Oh my God! *swats his fluffy tail against his nose as he circles him, taking a look at his feline self* Now, look at those spots! You're like the Dalmatian version of a tailess cat! :3

(ooc: BRB, I'm dying by LOL!!! XDDD)

[det_lassiter]

*sits miserably. His brain is sending instructions for his tail to swish, even if he doesn't have a tail...*

*swats Shawn's tail*

Doesn't this worry you at all?

[dial_a_psychic]

Oh, come on, Fuzzy Meowing McFurball!

*His tail swats Lassie back. On the face. It's a swating war, Mister!*

If we changed once we'll change back eventually. Now, there's a more serious matter to discuss here....

[ashes_ascended]

[dial_a_psychic]

Dude, you should know I'm a very well groomed cat. Of course I did. Plus, who says that hygiene and pleasure can't get along?

*is currently playing with Phoenix's wings*

[ashes_ascended]

Glad to hear it, mate. S'the most fun you can have... Watch the FEATHERS!

*Easily distracted by* ... Yo! Hey.. string..

[dial_a_psychic]

*is already munching on a couple of feathers... And coughing. Okay, that's going to come out with a furrball, isn't it?*

String? *Looks around* Where??

[demon_shawn]

[dial_a_psychic]

*tilts his kitty head* Dude, that wing of yours looks as if you had a kitty mohican.

Welcome back!

[demon_shawn]

[closes wings and glares a kitty glare] You mean mohawk, right?

[toys with Shawn's fabulously lustrous tail]

Thanks! :D

[dial_a_psychic]

Nope. There's something about how the brits say it that's hairfabuloustastic. Have you heard Beckham say it? It's like a hairdresser's dream.

*Is counting the stripes on his demon self kitty tail*

lol!

[psychette10]

[wondering why there's cats crawling all over the office] Shawn? Shawwwn? Helloooo anybody here?

So much <3 for confused Jackie!!!

[dial_a_psychic]

*buttheads her legs and meows desperatedly; the smell of pineapple and milk on her too tempting for a kitty Shawn not to whore himself for them*

yay! You're back!!!!!!!!!!! \o/ *glomps*

[psychette10]

[smiles down at the cat and bends to pick him up, scritching his head] Hey cutie, how'd you get in here?

Yes!! \o/ *twirls you!!!*

[dial_a_psychic]

*tilts his head back to enjoy Jackie's manicured and of perfect lenght nails*

Meeeeow Meow Meoowr Mew-Mew... Meooooow.

Translation: Hey, Jacks! Why, thank you. I dare say that I'm quite a feline heartbreaker and the dream of any lonely middle aged woman that... Oh! That's the spot!

late to the party

[my_partner_gus]

Nonesense. Gus is never late. Stuff is too early for Gus, maybe. But Gus is never late <3

[dial_a_psychic]

Dude! :3

*kitty pouncing on his best kitty buddy!*

Look at you,. you fuzzy balll of cutey bad luck!

true true

[my_partner_gus]

[shoves him off, turning in a worried circle, worry worry worry] What happened?? I don't wanna be a cat! I can't reach my desk, Shawn!

But of course ;3

[dial_a_psychic]

Of course you can reach your desk. *sits down, raisinga paw and awkwardly moving it towards Gus' currently very tall object of interest*

You just have to... Jump. Try the chair first. It's going to be like going to physical education all over again.