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Mr. Kitty nods. He turns to Mr. Rabbit and pats his head. He seems a bit less scared.

Mr. Kitty sets Mr. Rabbit on one of the small pink chairs. Mr. Kitty sits next to the rabbit.

It hesitates for a moment before it starts to crawl towards him.

It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.

"..." It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.

It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.

He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.

Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.

He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.

He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.

It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.

Surrounding them was nothing but pink walls. A very very long hallway that led to a single white door.

Perfect for her.

He doesn't really belong to anyone...but he doesn't really have anywhere to go either.

Mr. Kitty would cuddle back and start purring.

#RP #MVRP #OPENRP { KIVOUACHIAN } < NAME: LUCY LACEMAKER > < AGE: ??? > < HEIGHT: 3'7 > < GENDER: FEMALE > "Kivouackians don't perish with time. Billions of years we've been about, and life's not worth much once all the rest is gone."

He's a little lonely...

He mimics a chuckle but no noise comes out.

He'd set the tea cup down. It was empty.

He'd grab the little cup and hold it up to his face.

Mr. Kitty takes his seat.

He nods again. He seems a bit excited.

* have you seen my helmet?

PSP time.

* you're one of them gays ain'tcha?

He nods.

He grabs the pencil and starts drawing. Once he's finished, he shows her a picture of a little kitty. Looks like something a small child would draw.

He doesn't seem to have a mouth so he probably can't talk.

He bows a bit. No one really compliments him

He wears little dresses sometimes. He hopes you like it.

His favorite show? Hello Kitty.

* abiotic factor is not a rip-off of half-life

He would see some little short fur.

It doesn't look like it...but it definitely feels like it.

He feels really soft despite his look. Mr. Kitty leans into the head scratches.

He nuzzles against him.

He nods.

His purring gets louder and louder.

It's very very pink and full of stuffed animals.

He basically does what this cat does.

He nods.

He held his hands up. He wants uppies.

Mr. Kitty points up at Candy.

Mr. Kitty looks up at candy...at least that's what it looks like.

Mr. Kitty stars purring loudly.

Mr. Kitty would smile if he had a mouth.