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[shouldbuyaboat]

( there's a cat sitting neatly on a chair, a pen and paper in his hand. he's wearing a suit and is writing something down on the paper. )

Looking for my girlfriend. Five feet five inches tall, last seen wearing a pink dress and gold boots. Got into her white car, license plate number #ZU - 183.

( he holds up the paper and then draws on it. )

Image:

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awww kitty!

[pot_and_balls]

Mangy goddamn cat. No one cares 'bout your girlfriend.

:3

[shouldbuyaboat]

( rude. he meows at that and writes some more. )

I do punk.

[pot_and_balls]

[ ooh! oh. oh. is that how it is? ]

...You, you callin' me a punk! Do you wanna go, Whiskers?
I'm a dog. You're a cat. What you got on me, mate? What you got?

[shouldbuyaboat]

( he stands up and walks over on his two legs. if you've seen the music video, he can grow five times his size. )

Come at me.

( scribble, scribble. )

[rrbando_rambo]

Hey sharp dressed kitty! One of my jobs is findin' people.

I'm pretty sure helping true love is what the Rescue Rangers do too.

[He had also found his love in his game recently, so he was all up for happy reunions too.]

[shouldbuyaboat]

Rescue Rangers? Well then please, she was quite upset when she left.

( scribble, scribble. )

[rrbando_rambo]

At your service, sir! If ya don't mind sayin' so, can you tell me what you know?

[shouldbuyaboat]

The picture I drew describes her, she speaks in an Icelandic accent, has freckles, and that's the most I can think of.

[rrbando_rambo]

[He's putting on his best detective face now.]

Has she been gone long? Do you suspect foul play at all?