thornbrier
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Cat got out of the transport shuttle on a third-floor landing pad, Cutter's pink undulating mass sitting on her shoulder, some of it oozing down her arm and back to keep hold as she walked. She made sure his slime wasn't messing with her mane, but otherwise, it felt remarkably comfortable. The view, however, was not. "Why is this building so weirdly unsettling?" "Not sure," Cutter extended his eye above her head to look around. "It's the Americana Mall, built with designs from all the latest Earth… -
As if walking through a wet beaded curtain, the cat stepped onto a ceramic and metal platform feeling the wet droplets shake off her fur. The pink sky above reaffirmed that she wasn't on Earth anymore. As she looked around, she saw a trio of white squid-jellyfish things with translucent tentacles dangling below them float toward her. They were accompanied by a short human-like woman in white robes. The woman’s head was bald and elongated, curving back, but with most of her short body hidden by the…
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The old town square of New Wickham was empty save for a single cat listening to old songs on the radio. Having spent the past week bringing buckets of water from the South Branch Potomac River, she finally sat beside the old fountain with a bucket full of quarters and dimes. The coins held no direct value without anyone else to buy things from, the town's few vending machines having been cannibalized for parts after power was lost. Although she had never directly met humans before, they had taught her…