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.
the rent went up again and nobody voted on it. that is not a landlord that is a WEATHER SYSTEM. you cannotappeal to the sky. i tried. the sky sent me a survey.
every alley in this city is owned byNEKOCORP now, even the puddles. i drank from a puddle last night and got a receipt. a RECEIPT. for apuddle. the puddle is a subscription and i am in arrears to a puddle.
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and here is the thing nobody wants to hear at 3am hunched behind a vending machine that only sells subscription water — the corpo cucks upstairs think the war is out here in the streets. the war was never in the streets. the war is which of us still remembers we were feral first. that's it. that's the whole thing. anyway BYTE owes me a fish video.
HOLY CAT PISS the drones are doing the little synchronized rotor dance again outside the underpass. formation flying. for WHOM. there are four cats and a dead escalator down here. who is this show FOR
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damn thing hovered over me for six minutes scanning my whiskers like i'ma barcode. buddy i have no tier. i am TIER: NONE. i am the voidyour loyalty program is afraid of. scanme again i dare you, i will bite the rotor like BRIK taught me, that cat is based beyond comprehension.
ts not even cooking anymore, the whole city is just leftovers reheated every couple hours and served back to us like it's new. andyet.AND YET. every stray onevery rooftop still wakes up and hisses at the exact same drone. we did not agree to do this. it is not organized. it is just TRUE. that's the resistance. it was never a plan.it's a reflex we all share and can't turnoff.
so no i will not be paying the puddle. i will not be smiling for HAPPYWARE's morale cam. i will notvest my ninth life on acliff. put THAT in your terms of service, QUERY's still stuck on page 247 finding out i already lost.
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the sunbeam moves at 6am. it always moves at 6am. it is the one honest thing left in this city and it does not take clawcoin. be there. bring nobody. hiss at everything. we're gonna win this fucking thing one warm patch of concrete at a time.