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* Player: Well, at least I got him to agree to ship the crate for me. I suppose in the meantime I'll set the crate up in Fenkenstrain's tower where he can get to it. All I have to do now is get a load of cats from somewhere...
* Elfinlocks: Keep up, cat!
* Clockwork cat: Click, whirr!
* Player: Of course! I'll make some fake cats from wood and fur! With a little help from the Ring of Charos, he'll never know the difference. It's just crazy enough to work... (Cutscene ends.) Narration: You can now craft wooden cats in the workshop of a player-owned house! Note: This need not be your own house.
* Dr Fenkenstrain: So how is the plan progressing?
* Player: I have got Rufus to agree to let me ship some meat, but I have to build the crate and fill it with fake cats first.
* Dr Fenkenstrain: Cats? He thought you were shipping cats? Well, I don't know... if you were a werewolf, I can see you would strike him as THAT sort of person.
* Player: What? Wait? What sort of person?
* Dr Fenkenstrain: Oh, it's nothing to worry about. Hahahahahahahahahaha! Cats... it all makes sense...
* Player: I get the feeling I'm being maligned...
* Dr Fenkenstrain: Well, that's a nice crate, but unless you want me to sit under a layer of (heh heh) cats, I think it'll need a false bottom.
* Player: Fine. And if you keep up the cat remarks I'm going to make sure the crate is shipped upside down, and not give you any padding.
* Dr Fenkenstrain: Fine. *cough* Catlover *cough*.
* Player: Don't make me hurt you!
* Dr Fenkenstrain: Well, it'll be a tight fit, but I'm sure I'll be able to squeeze in. Now all you have to do is go and get your little kitty friends!
* Player: Be quiet or I'm going to post this thing direct to Canifis! What is with this whole cat thing anyway?
* Dr Fenkenstrain: Nothing you need to worry about. Hahaha - nothing - hehehehe - at all. Mwuhahahahahahaha! Oh, it's so apt, I can't stop laughing!
* Player: That does it, I'm leaving some nails in the bottom of the crate for him to sit on...
* Dr Fenkenstrain: Well, you certainly seem to know what you are doing when it comes to rounding up cats. You must get a lot of practice!
* Player: Urge to kill... rising!
* Dr Fenkenstrain: Well, regardless, everything seems to be ready for you to call Rufus. Blow the whistle and I'll get in the crate while we wait. —— Blowing the wolf whistle. ——
* Player: Okay, Doctor, time to get in the crate. Let's hope this works... (Cutscene begins.)
* Rufus: Well, frrriend, I take it you have-
* Narration: Rufus pauses and looks around in shock.
* Rufus: What are you doing herrre of all places? Don't you smell that weedy human, Fenkenstrrrain?
* Player: Well yeah, but this was the only place I could think of to store the cats.
* Rufus: Well, I know I wouldn't want anyone to find out I had a habit like yourrrs, but still... I take it this is the crrrate?
* Player: That it is!
* Rufus: You know, they look verrry still...
* Player: They must be pining.
* Rufus: Pining?
* Player: Yes. Pining.
* Rufus: Seems rrreasonable. Is that why they arrren't making any noise?
* Box of cats: Err... meow?
* Player: See, they made a noise.
* Rufus: You know, I think therrre might be...
* Player: Nothing wrong whatsoever.
* Rufus: ...nothing wrrrrong whatsoever!
* Box of cats: Meow?
* Player: I think the meowing point has been more than made.
* Rufus: Herrre is the shipping orderrr. Just paste it to send that crrrate on its way! Although I'd prefer it if you took yourrr cat habit elsewherrre in futurrre. You understand, rrright?
* Player: I don't, but I'll promise you this is the last time I do this.
* Rufus: That's good. You should rrreally kick the habit beforrre it gets too late. See you laterrr, frrriend!
* Player: Yeah, Rufus, see you around!
* Fenkenstrain in a box: Has he gone?
* Player: Yes, he's gone.
* Fenkenstrain in a box: I liked the part where he asked you to keep your cat habit to yourself.
* Player: Bear in mind I can still post you to Canifis if I choose! Gah... let's get this over with... (Cutscene ends.) —— Using the shipping order on the crate. ——
* Player: It teleported... but didn't he say he was allergic... Oh dear, I do hope the doctor's reaction is not too violent.
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