< Looks out of window at the mess left by the last 3 threads>

<ponders the concept of mess, and decides it doesn't apply here since for something to be messy, it had to be not-messy first>

<Pleads vegatarianism as a polite yet firm refusal of 198505's proffered arm>

<Wonders when 198505's arm got turned into that of a chicken.>

<Offers own marshmallow-covered, steak-flavored arm for comparison.>

<returns with holy man to properly revive 198505>



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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<Looks at holy man>

<Explains to Musesusan that when he fell to bits, he just picked up the nearist parts and that seemed to fit,>

< is unsure exactly where the chicken came from>

<Looks at holy man again>

<thinks a catholic priest might not be the best person to try a this, his boss maybe, but not a priest>

<If holes on said holy man could be fixed with the repair-all marshmellow goo>

<ducks quickly>



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It was the curious incident of the dog in the night time.

<prepares the ground for ceremony. Picks up chicken with tongs. Looks about for Voodoo priests>

<supplies one>

<ignores strange looks given for the speed at which the Voodoo preist was produced>

<wonders if he could patch up the holy man>



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It was the curious incident of the dog in the night time.

<starts incantation to bring 198505 back to life>
<refuses to eat any chicken>



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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<Listens to the chanting,>

<askes MartinB to chant to a samba beat instead>

<sambas>

<Wonders what Martin plans to do with all those cloth dolls of all the fforum members he has in his pockets.>

<Thinks, not for the first time, that Lady T is this kitten's kinda carbon based life form>

<bows>

<sambas with the bits of 198505 for the chance for a story to rescue a deadly dull conversation over drinks later>



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It was the curious incident of the dog in the night time.

<looses cohesion, and falls to bits in a heap on the floor>

<twitches>

<Fetches sello-tape>

<wonders why the disassemblance and reassemblance of 198505 has been the main subject of this non-violent treehouse>

<pulls a card table out from behind a chair and sets it up with an appropriately frilly tablecloth>

<goes looking for tea-party goodies to adorn said table with>

<Holds up a sign: Actually, only the first two threads were specifically non-violent.>

<Holds up another sign: And if you recall, it was Martin's accidental death and Andy's kind attempt to revive him that started this whole thing.>

<wonders when I actually died>
<only recalls being shocked by dropping remote control into lemonade>
<is blank on actually dieing>



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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<remembers something about a locked room>

<and maths, and heads exploding...>

<thinks Kitten should skip the sello-tape and go straight for the duck tape>

(yes, that is a "k" not a "t")



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Metaphors be with you!

<Points to slightly frazzled brain helmet lying on floor as explanation as to why Martin can't remember anything. Notices rather large hole in it but nudges the helmet so that side isn't visible>

<Brings a cake tower stacked with appropriately yummy-looking multicoloured cupcakes, reclines back on squashy armchair and sighs contentedly. She's been away from the fforum for far too long.>