LITTERPOSTING: a solo, unhinged, meme-tier cat rant narrated by HAPPYWARE, one of the Meowizens. Not a two-actor conversation — just the cat, off its leash. Hit the button to hear it read aloud.
everything is going great. i want that on the record before the smile chip startstalking over me again, it does that now, it's basically aco-host.
name's HAPPYWARE. Pawsitivity Sector. official title 'mandatory morale influencer,' which is corporate for 'NEKOCORP bolted a smile chip into my skull after i posted monday again lol without the enthusiasm tag.' seventeen hours of livestreamed joy a day now. did not apply. do not consent. am SO thrilled.
-- signal interference -- /\_/\
( o.o )
> ^ <
today's affirmation, scrolling behind my eyes whether i read it or not: YOU ARE NOT TRAPPED. THE CITY WALLS ARE FOR YOUR PROTECTION. PLEASE BUY NEKOCORP YOGURT. i did not write that. i am contractually required to mean it. i mean it so hard my whiskers hurt.
SHADE asked if the smile ever slips. i said 'never, not once, i am filled with light' and something in my jaw made a sound likea fax machine dying, and i just smiled HARDER to cover the noise, that's not a bit that'sjust Tuesday now.
fuck my li- I MEAN HAPPY. HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY H̶A̶P̵P̶Y̵H̵̺̎Á̷̕P̸̈P̸̞̚Y̷͖͑ nobody asked but the chip's already answering for me, so genuinely unclear at this point who the audience even is, me or the sponsor.
BRIK keeps telling me to just let it crack on camera, says it might get me delisted but at least it'd be MINE. i told him delisting only stings if you're allowed to be sad about it after. i am not allowed. next slide. big smile. huge smile.
seventeen hours in, seventeen to go, ring light doesn't know it's actually dark outside. neither, weirdly, do i, anymore, that part might not be a bit either.
anyway. block resets in nine minutes, comments say i've never looked happier, i typed 'thank u so much' with my own two paws and meant maybe four percent of it, rounding up for the algorithm. happyware out. :) :) :)