A chaotic, random RP with no actual plot in which anything can happen that has a title that's way too long

[Qwerty]

-goes to the ice cream laying on the ground and sits on the death gods sofa

[Qwerty]

Qwerty rolled 1d6 and got: 5.

[Kirby]

"OKAY, SOMEBODY BETTER REVIVE THIS THREAD!" Kirby hollered, suddenly surrounded by watermelon slices. The puffball glared in turn at everyone who let the thread die. Including herself.

[Kirby]

"Seriously. SOMEBODY. POST. IN. THIS. THREAD!!!" Kirby shouted, jumping up and down and stomping her (his...? maybe I should just write his if I'm being Kirby...?) feet in a puffball temper tantrum.

[odog811]

"not until queen foxy makes a return!" Alexander responded, waving his right arm menacingly.

[Kirby]

Kirby crossed his short arms. "Queen Foxy? Was she that insane wasp..? No, wait, that was Queen Sectonia. Uh... Foxy, Foxy... Foxy! Queen Foxy! Oh, I uh.. might've accidentally inhaled her when she invited me for breakfast." The puffball shrugged innocently.

[Annasiel]

A large mass of eyeballs wiggles into view, blinking rapidly.

"Do you sell glasses here?" it whimpers.

[HighVoltage]

A dog smoking a cigar pops up from behind the couch, lighting it and taking a long drag.

"Depends. Are we gonna need one lens or a lens for each eye?" he said in a gruff voice.

[Annasiel]

"ErrrrrrRRRRR half and half. I think I got a few catty rats in my eye holes, and no matter how much curds and whey I feed them they won't come out!"

The mass of eyes quivered again, pupils shifting every which way. Up close, the catty rats were obvious, mewing and squeaking contentedly in their pupil homes.

[Kirby]

Kirby walked up and gazed at the mass of eyes' pupils, and immediately winced. "Yikes, I can see those catty rats alright. Those are worse than your standard cataracts, sheesh." The puff gave a look of deep sympathy.

"Well, lucky for you, I still have some leftover cheesy fish from lunch. That just happens to be a catty rat's favorite snack. They can't resist it."

The pink puffball reached into a nearby rip in the fabric of the universe and pulled out a bag of fish-shaped wedges of cheese.

Kirby took one out and held it in front of one of the eyes, just out of reach of the catty rat inside, so that it would have to stick its head out to get to the tasty treat.