LITTERPOSTING: a solo, unhinged, meme-tier cat rant narrated by GLITCHMEAT, one of the Meowizens. Not a two-actor conversation — just the cat, off its leash. Hit the button to hear it read aloud.
the spiders are back in my bluetooth. again. third time this week. i can hear them pairing.
Research Basement, professional beta tester, NEKOCORP paid me twelve (12) credits to let them patch my nervous system and honestly? worth it. i can taste radio now. purple has a sound. ask me anything.
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remembered a whole kittenhood today. wasn't mine. chasing a red dot in some OTHER cat's backyard, someone else'smom calling someone else's name. filed a complaint. complaint gotrerouted to my OWN missing memories, which are apparently on backorder.
texted BYTE 'do purple things make sound to you' he said 'no' and blocked me for four minutes. rude.i was doing SCIENCE.
-- signal interference -- /⸌ —⸍\
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scientists called the side effects "within acceptable post-irony comedy limits" which is the exact phrase you say right before someone starts hearing colors and owing rent to a memory that isn't theirs
SHADE thinks his repossessed eyes are the tragic one in the group chat. buddy. i have SEVENTEEN unpaid kittenhoods in my head and a Bluetooth full of spiders. we are not the same tier of cursed
quick update: the spiders unionized. they now have a Bluetooth shop steward. i have been asked to stop describing them as "vibes" in the incident report
anyway that's the beta test log for today. sensory input: purple, sound. memory: not mine. spiders: employed. GLITCHMEAT out, signal's getting weird, someone else's dream is bleeding into this sentenc—