Grand Opening of the Comity of the Kitten Pile (Box #1)

[notmuch_23 2300]

On the fourth basement floor of the Copper Bell Hotel Casino, one of the formerly vacant spaces, right across from that handmade basket store (the one where a laundry basket can cost three ounces of gold yet somehow people keep buying them) is The Comity of the Kitten Pile Box #1: the place all those signs were leading to. Just past the "public" reception area with plenty of brochures about the Pile, are folding tables and chairs in the middle, with a longer table to the left with disposable paper cups to fill at the pop fountain (with pop from the Damn Good Craft Soda Company, of course), plates of chocolate chip cookies, brownie squares, devil's food cupcakes with chocolate buttercream frosting, and strawberry cupcakes with whipped cream vanilla frosting (all made by Thurgood and Aveline in the kitchen above).

 

There is a podium at the back of the room with a microphone and a projector screen behind, for the presentation later, especially the initiation process.

 

Thurgood and Aveline stand at the “near” end of the long refreshment tables to greet the arriving aspirants, and to answer questions in their Founders’ kitten ball caps, with the embroidery accents in gold embroidery, and the word “Founder” on the back above the tail, both ready and excited to finally implement this idea of theirs.

[notmuch_23 2300]

Thurgood reaches for a strawberry cupcake and Aveline slaps his hand away. "NO! those are for the guests!"

"So why'dya eat like, five on the way here?" Thurgood asks.

"Because I could," Aveline replies.

"And you slapped my hand away then too."

"Well yeah, I couldn't let you taint them!"

"Taint them with what?"

"Uh, your specific brand of sucktitude and failure..."

"Yeah, no." Thurgood grabs for a strawberry cupcake, that he made with his left hand again. Aveline tries again to slap it away but Thurgood grabs her wrist with his right hand as his left grabs one.

"NO! I FORBID you to eat a cupcake!" Aveline replies as she lunges towards Turgood's left hand, shifting the line of tables about four inches in the process. Thurgood manages to get the top into his mout, and goes to take a bite.

Aveline slams his head into the table, smashing the cupcake in his face. Pissed, Thurgood picks up another one and quickly smashes it into Aveline's face

"You fucking asshole!" Aveline shouts.

"You started it bitch!"

It would be a reeeal awkward scene if an aspirant suddenly walks in...

((Tagging those that have expressed interest: @𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒉 @The Hummingbird @SarcasticDruid @Genkuro ))

Edited January 27, 2021 by notmuch_23

[The Hummingbird 3994]

What gloom! What doom!

All the wars and unrest, all the destruction and mayhem, all the lack of cheer and flowers. Well, Chivika decided enough was enough. He’d leave it all behind, and find something good in life! Surely if he wandered far and long enough, he would discover the joy and gaiety he missed… and what do you know, he found it in the form of a brochure he nearly stepped on, on the way out of a hotel door.

Comity of the Kitten Pile.

So here he was, outside the famed Copper Bell Hotel Casino. It was a nice enough place, fancy and well maintained. Chivika entered it slowly, making sure he was well dressed for a good impression – a very nice Gaian robe, cinched at the waist over a golden-brown silk tunic and a darker shade of slacks. He usually wore brighter colors, but he wasn’t in Genesaris anymore. This was Lagrimosa! Home of trees and, he fertively hoped, tulips!

He bounced down the foyer, down halls and stairs, following the signs that led to the pile of kittens the brochure promised. He finally reached the fourth basement, and there it was. More of the same brochures, and the delicious smell of cupcakes, cookies and more various unhealthy baked goods. Chivika beamed as he sprang past the general reception area. Where were they?

WHERE WERE THE KITTENS?

Instead, he balked, staring wide-eyed at two people initiating a cupcake war.

“Uuuuh...” What did someone say at such a violent conflict? ”Umm… so, kittens?”

[notmuch_23 2300]

6 minutes ago, The Hummingbird said:

”Umm… so, kittens?”

Thurgood and Aveline immediately straighten up, and start wiping the cake and frosting from their faced, then eating it, because why waste such good cake. This confusion was expressed by some of their staff beforehand.

"The kittens are a symbol of playfulness and levity," Aveline says.

"So in a sense, we're the kittens of the pile," Thurgood adds, then sucks some frosting off his fingers, "which is one reason why confirmed members wear kitty hats."

"Like the actual feline kittens," Aveline says, "though we may grow into fearsome and skilled hunters as cats, whatever the 'hunt' is to us, we still have the drive to play and have fun."

"Uh, you do have a change of clothes, right?" Thurgood asks, noting the nice robes Chivika is wearing.

The brochure was clear about bringing a change of clothes, and making sure one of those sets are ones the aspirant doesn't mind getting dirty. Sometimes, fun is messy...

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He lurks in the doorway for but the briefest of moments and that's all it takes for his attention to rivet onto the scene inside, his gaze stretching past the informational brochures and incredibly, the ridiculous hats, to land instead on the long tables loaded with a tantalizing variety of sweets.

Brownies, cupcakes, cookies. Why, what a delectable spread.

Surely no one would mind if he simply helped himself to a few of everything. If they did mind, well. The corners of his mouth turn up in a self-assured smirk and he slips into the room just as a commotion strikes out, allowing him to join neatly into the midst of things without attracting attention. As heads pivot to watch the two throwing cupcakes, he's folding himself to fit beneath the shifting refreshment table, situating his tall frame and spindly limbs to rest on the floor.

Once settled in this lil hidey spot, he tilts back his head, shuttering mismatch eyes half-closed and focusing the talents of his mind to will ample treats into spread hands. They come to him in twos and threes, whisking off the table seemingly of their own accord. Perhaps no one noticed his entry but surely in time they'll notice the steadily depleting refreshments -- also, his pair of long, trouser-clad legs stick carelessly out from beneath the table.

 

[notmuch_23 2300]

Thurgood turns away from the robe-clad man (neither one is a Gaianist, so the siblings don't recognize their clergy's robes or other iconography) just in time to see some of the treats float off the table, just to curve under one of them. Then he sees the legs sticking out, ao he steps over to that table, puts his left hand on it, bends over and sees the previously unnoticed person.

"Wanna drink to go with those?" Thurgood asks.

Just as Thurgood asks, A few more people start to filter in, still wearing their uniforms from the position they work at the Copper Bell a few floors up; polo shirts in verdigris green (food prep staff), copper reddish-orange (waitstaff), dark brown (bar staff), and even a couple in dark wine red (hotel staff), all with the Copper Bell Hotel Casino embroidered on the left breast with a copper-colored bell (except for the waitstaff, the bell is just a black outline), all carrying small bags with extra clothes inside.

(( @evil just expressed interest...))

Edited February 2, 2021 by notmuch_23

[Mystic_Lhoth 147]

  Fur Ball felt strange in this reality at first walking with a black gi, that matched his fur, he was a wild one coming from the child of a dedicated writer at first he didn't know what to believe about what he was here for. Though something in this place seemed to call out to him for some reason. examining the area he was in for himself he felt off about this place curiously wondering what he had found himself in. Walking with purpose Fur Ball was shrewd about eating sweets preferring to be a meat-eater that kept the company of mice. Long had he traveled this world wondering about it at he had appeared here unceremoniously to his curiosity.

  Reflecting on his old tail that had been cut in half in a prior life it was interesting to be in a whole other world. Never the less he had found purpose her as a cat he had the ability to survive. This place however was not a place for humans according to the scents inside, and the lingering smell of sugars. Snubbing his nose in disgust he found fish to be the far wiser choice in this world as he held his backpack to himself looking a bit confused about the use of an all cat hotel. Eyeing a few there as if he could be set up as he wasn't one to enter into cities very often he wondered what there was to find here. Fur ball set himself on course to check into the establishment enjoying being among his kin, but cautious anyway.

[notmuch_23 2300]

Unfortunately, Fur Ball would find his assumptions quite incorrect as humans, elves, and the occasional dwarf walk around the "street" atrium of the Copper Bell Hotel Casino, checking into the hotel, riding the escalators to different floors, but there is a round stand that has a touchscreen interactive map of the Copper Bell, and a large advertisement for the Comity of the Kitten Pile, including the location of the box.

[notmuch_23 2300]

Back down on floor 4B, Thurgood and Aveline head to the part of the large room that has the screen and podium.

Aveline turns on the microphone. "I know y'all like eating the sweets and talking, but it's time to take a seat if y'aren't already. Take some more sweets with you if ya want, but I mean, there's a reason we're here.

Thurgood takes out his phone and initiates a wireless connection to the projector.

@𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒉 @The Hummingbird @Mystic_Lhoth ((Fur Ball can still enter at this stage))