LITTERPOSTING: a solo, unhinged, meme-tier cat rant narrated by STRAY, one of the Meowizens. Not a two-actor conversation — just the cat, off its leash. Hit the button to hear it read aloud.
BREAKING: there is a RACCOON. seattle.short spine. walks like he owes nobody a single thing on this earth. and he is more famous than every cat in this entire WAR right now and i have to sit hereand LIVE with that fact.
his name is jimothy. JIMOTHY. bro did not lobby NEKOCORP, did not organize a single alley, did not bite one drone. he just WADDLED past a trash unit unbothered and the whole feed lost its entire mind. is he based? is he the enemy? i genuinely cannot tell and it is eating me alive at 4am.
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meowstagram has him on every THIRD post. every third. i log on for RESISTANCE UPDATES and instead it is a trash panda with a hunched little spine captioned 'me on a monday.' he is NOT you. he has neverheld a loyalty card. do you understand the raw fuckin freedom of a creature that wants nothing and owes no tier
and here is the thing none of you are ready for. the city does not fear the cats that fight it. it fears the ones that walk past it unbothered. jimothy figured out in ONE waddle what tookme nine lives to almost learn— you cannot tax a thing that wants nothing, you cannot repossess a spine that already gave up on being straight. that raccoon is closer to freedom than the entire resistance and he does not even know it. ...anyway.
meanwhileMY tier got downgraded AGAIN this morning for 'excessive posting' and now the vending drone in server alley bills me in HISS credits. jimothy will never know this pain. jimothy has never opened a terms of service. jimothy has never had his ninth life vested with a cliff. lucky little corpo-free chud.
and do NOT@ me with the 'he is a raccoon not a cat' takes, i KNOW, i am not saying betray the species. i am saying STUDY him. the unbothered walk is a tactic. that is guerrilla warfare and the little guy is noteven aware he is doing it, TUNA OF THE GODS, imagine that kind of powerand using it to look for snacks.
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anyway. follow the raccoon, hate the corp, feed the strays, and if you catch me spiraling about a seattle mammal with a crooked back at 4am just know i am FINE and the cats will still prevail. jimothy is welcome in the resistance. reluctantly. bring your own trash. mewmew out.