MithraPride

Me neither Losfuin, thank the goddess.

I suppose harrasment would be a reason to go OOC.

But the one time I did call a GM, spam shouting was the gripe, I still stayed in character. It's just easier for me not to drop OOC.

/RP on

I found herrr! I found Santa Claws! And boy was she trrricky!

I returrrned from Bastok full of cheer, having spent the day at the Goldsmith's guild feeling rich. None-the-betterrr for nip and milk, I stumbled into my Mog House to find that my trrrap had worked perfectly!

But, boy, is she one strrraaaange Mithra. She seemed to almost enjoy being tangled up like that But, she has trrricks up her sleaves that don't requirrre the use of arms >.>

Needless to say, she left me with morrre than presents. I just hope the doctorrrs know what it is, because I don't!

Damn you Santa Claws!

You forgot to drop off my DRK Relic >.<

And an exp party to get my 75, only 22k to go

Kateevia sits in front of her fireplace on Christmas night, shredding her list of new years resolutions for 2006 and throwing the pieces into the raging fire.
"This is crap, I got a friggin incense burner shaped like a moggle and a sweater that is way too big and totally does not match my RSE." Kat sighs. "I see now that being a good kitty all year doesn't get you anywhere so why do I even bother."
She make mental notes to go after every person she ever held her tongue with over the year in hopes of getting revenge and maybe even a little gil, when suddenly the door of her moghouse flings open revealing a smiling Mithra dressed in all red and white complete with red leather pants and white halter top. Kateevia finds herself unable to speak as the Christmas Kitty closes the door behind her and slowly saunters towards Kateevia. Kat realizes she is in the precense of the ever eluding Santa Claws and grins roguishly at her.
"Have you come to bring my true gift Santa?" She asks, fully knowing the answer to her question since she had heard the stories herself. Santa Claws nods and smiles a devilsh grin as she slowly advances on Kateevia.

*three days later*
Cough. Hack. Cough.
"Los it's me, Kat. I need to know the name of that doctor you went to. The itching is killing me!"

Dukuji wrote:Oh, Santa Claws! I've been such a good little kitty this year! (Except for the time this kitten lost her mittens, not my fault ) But I have been good, just ask all those new players I helped out. I even sponsored a little orphaned Taru child this year. I’ve even been nice to my moogle who has a drug addiction. Instead of throwing him out into the streets I got him on a program to keep troubled moogles off the dope. And this one time, an evil little Taru was jumping on my tail and instead of eating him, like I normally do, I gave him a pat on the head, a few gil, and sent him on his way. Oh, I’ve also been saving mice all year in my freezer, just for you! (Don’t worry; they’ll be thawed out by the time you get here ) Even though you can not give me a male mithra . . . umm . . . how about some addresses of where some live? If not that’s okay, the cat nip toy is more then I deserve.

-Dukuji, the nicest kitten in all of Sandy

I hadn't seen this before...

This is just Classic Kuji at her best

Thats so funny because my moogle also had a drug problem and had to be placed in rehab. Hmm.....I wonder....

Kateevia wrote: *three days later*
Cough. Hack. Cough.
"Los it's me, Kat. I need to know the name of that doctor you went to. The itching is killing me!"

Forrr the record, don't even trrry going to the Elvaan doctor in Jeuno. His fan club may talk highly of him, but what he trrried to do to me... well... let's put it this way: I shall soon be seeing him in courrrt!