#mc cat

[You regain consciousness on the edge of a cliff, grass under your claws but the dirt underneath unstable. The feeling of air moving around your fur makes you think you're falling. You can't feel exact body parts in this darkness, either still not used to your body, or you're not currently in your body at all. How did you get here? Did Scarredface send you here, or did you just end up in this area?]

[In another flash of light, you can see again. Your sight is split in two, you're both looking up at the raining sky and the brightest flash of lightning you've ever seen, and you're looking down at yourself standing on the edge of a cliff.]

[Your vision merges into one again as white-hot pain strikes you with the prismatic electricity from above. It courses through your whole body, paralyzing you completely. Just as quickly as you gained your vision again, the world goes black, but this time you feel your body hit the ground with a heavy thud.]

(You follow this strange cat into the light despite the strangeness of this situation. The closer you get to the light, the more light-headed you seem to get. It's like your body is becoming fuzzy and distorting, you can't feel anything anymore. The moment you touch the light, you black out.)

(As you begin to wake up, you feel the gentle breeze ruffling your fur and a flowery scent tickles your nose. A purr rumbles from the strange cat as he looks you up and down, his paw extended in an offer to help you up. You accept and look around.)

(The surrounding plants are pink and green, and water flows from an unidentified source from above into a creek in front of you. The cat introduces himself as Scarredface, though he seems quickly caught off guard and gets confused.)

(There are many, many more ghostly spirits around you than you thought there were! They may not LOOK like you, with your cat-like form and their glowing orbs of many colors, but they're certainly buzzing around and speaking around you. Scarredface is clearly nervous, but brushes off your concerns and clears his throat.)

(You don't even offer any distractions before he gets off-track again, likely from stage freight.)

(He looks at the rest of the spirits as he talks, purposefully avoiding looking at you. Apparently, only the orb-ghosts matter? You don't know, but whatever the case, it seems he's prompting everyone to choose how you look and pick other traits for you to have? How worrying...)

so I may have also included Wayward(my Minesona, a Player) and Wanderlust(a Wandering Trader)’s pets because I misread this but NEVER MIND THAT

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I GOT THE NEW SKIN FOR MY BABY TAPIOCA AND SHE LOOKS