Posts by KittyGrappleSauce

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    "Nice to meet you." Sean meowed, seeming to be unaffected by the news that she was the leader here. He always wore a nice smile and was always playing around; it was a bit of instinct, really. To be a cat that was forced to act like Grapeapplesauce when he was young made him stay with his fun personality. Yeah, he was forced. He was a kittypet owned by an obsessive fangirl. But hey, it made him unique, and all of the she-cats liked him. It could still get worse.


    [color=white]Yeah, writing from my heart. I am also an obsessed fangirl ._.

    Sean, sitting in camp, decided that he wanted to get to know everyone here. Sure, he was popular in twolegplace, but that was because he looked good and many of their owners watched Grapeapplesauce. He'll have to start from step one here. "Meet and greet, anyone?" He asked out loud, grinning. Let's hope they come.

    "I know that feeling." Huahwi meowed, shivering at the thought. He used to be swarmed by fans; both twoleg and cat, and would totally get . . . you don't even want to know the things some of them did. Typical fangirls. One thing that he used to have to deal with and now he left behind.

    The new tom was there instantly, staring at the title of the book. Even after he read it, he asked, "What 'cha readin'?" And he sat next to her, not afraid to stretch in the process. He was a lazy cat due to the fact that his old twoleg owner actually gave him an iPhone and installed games on it. He didn't read much, but when he did, it was fanfiction. Something about it makes his heart race; maybe because it was about who his owner made him into; Sean, or Grapeapplesauce.

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    Sean sighed, reading the page Crookedfiction was on.


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    "To cook the food." Sean meowed to Princesskit, then he turned to Ghostkit. "Hello Ghostkit, my names Sean . . . Or grapeapplesauce, or just Grape." He couldn't help but purr. His name sounded strange next to everyone else's.


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    "I still don't see how they do that." Huahwi meowed, padding over. To make flowers with your paws; it sounds both interesting and pointless. Since when could cats do that? All he had was black blood. It came with being raised by a crazy family, okay?


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    Huahwi ran over, a confused look on his face. "What's going on here?" He asked, eyeing Shadow.


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    Huahwi padded over, stifling a purr when he saw the bottle. "You playing spin the bottle?" He asked. "Count me in!" Then the wink came natural. Oh StarClan, here comes the Huahwi you see in them videos.


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    "Yo." Huahwi purred, as that was pretty much his beginning words. Or his inspiration/role model's beginning words. 'Yo, what's going on Huahwi here.' He was raised by crazy cats who wanted him to be their favorite YouTuber, who wasn't even a cat . . . But he stuck to it anyway, because that's hard to shake it off. "My name is Huahwi, nice to meet you."


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    "It's blood." Sean meowed in a robotic-like voice, staring at the red liquid in horror. It was a very strong trigger for him; it reminded him of all those he had to kill when his twoleg owner put him in these strange games where the only goal was to survive and kill others. It was like a hunger games, but with cats. He didn't even know why twolegs would put their cats at risk, if they loved them so much. But this year will be this year, and there was always more crazy things to come.


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    Huahwi padded over slowly as to not scare the kit. "Don't worry, he's fine. He might look big and scary but he's the nicest bear you'll ever meet. His name is Wildlife."


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