Quoth | the Raven 🐈‍⬛🦉☠️🦎

“And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.” - EAP

@RedKatLife @b3krobb @BriskKid1

Pineapple 🍍 belongs on pizza. 🤷‍♀️ I don’t make the rules …

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Spaces AMA on @base Defi hosted by @animeonbase this coming Tuesday. With @aerodromefi @beefyfinance and @AllStreetBetsV1 YES...GIVING AWAY A CAPTAIN MAYC!! To win: Retweet and follow participants, and buy at least 42069 $BETS. 🔥🔥 (1/2) @0xRogozinski @samdude @BoredApeYC

@RedKatLife @MarsCatsVoyage @Deadfellaz You can call it anything you want, it's still not coming when you call it.

@CaseInvaders @MarsCatsVoyage @Deadfellaz Sheesh 🙄

What do you call a dead cat? 🐱☠️

☠️ ISLAND RAIDERS HAVE JOINED MCV! Aaaaarrrgggggghhhh! There's a Mewtiny afoot... but we always land on our feet! That's right, one of the strongest and most active @niftyisland communities has joined MCV! What does this mean? If you're part of the Island Raider community, then all your earned $BOOTY will be converted 1:1 to $CREAM and the MCV team will burn the same amount claimed from their personal $CREAM balances (approx. 72K total). Open a ticket in Discord to start converting! Over the course of the week, the Island Raiders discord will transition to ours. You can follow the excitement every day in the new gaming channel in the server. Join the raids to earn more $CREAM and farm max BLOOMS, the Nifty Island in-game currency. Use BLOOMS to unlock free mints such as our Mars Cats Hub 3D NFT! What's Next? Willy and the crew have set sail for Mars. Stay tuned for how they defied the cosmic odds...

Can orange juice take back the abbreviation for OJ now? #FuckThatGuy #HeDidIt

@RedKatLife @MarsCatsVoyage @BeccaBot_eth @BriskKid1 @b3krobb @PaulieP2 I'm going to take a good quack at it...

Have a ducking good day 💓🐈

Did some cat wrangling yesterday. Thanks, @PRguitarman! 🏳️‍🌈😻

@ClassicsCrypto @MarsCatsVoyage

@CaseInvaders @MarsCatsVoyage

You've got to whisk(er) it to get the biscuit, friends 💚🐱

@RedKatLife @MarsCatsVoyage

@CaseInvaders @MarsCatsVoyage Looks like a 1/1 change my mind!

@BeccaBot_eth @MarsCatsVoyage That's because it's a double pun and you know what they say about double puns

@CaseInvaders @MarsCatsVoyage Hehehe 😂 it still gave me a giggle

@BeccaBot_eth @MarsCatsVoyage Did the pun police just show up?

@CaseInvaders @MarsCatsVoyage Hmmm, bit of a stretch😂 that’s a very cute smiley kitty though😻

@DawgsMouth @MarsCatsVoyage

@DawgsMouth @MarsCatsVoyage Happy Whip 'Em Out Wednesday, mewchacho!

Excited to find out that @ClassicsCrypto is actually LeBron... 🐻🤺

Here's a prediction for this bull market... By 2026 @SnoopDogg will have claimed his honorary MCV NFT ✍️💾

CREAM CATS LORE — PART III As they are about to abandon the mission, one of the cats turns away and mutters the word "Icaria" under her breath. Suddenly, a pneumatic gust shocks everyone to attention, as the large bay doors on the far side of the room whoosh apart, revealing a hallway lined with bright lights and chambers. The cats make their way down the hallway, checking each room; streaming video to the remotely linked kitties back at HQ. By this time, the nervous cats that had been hiding in their rooms have emerged to resolve their fate, only to find this compelling spectacle unfolding on the big screen. The crowd around the HoloComm continued to grow as the minutes tick along. Upon reaching the final chamber at the end of the hallway, the Cats walk into a large, sterile room filled with what appear to be stasis pods. Several hundred of them, all lined up in a neat grid, each pod adorned with multiple displays – one with a number and another with vital signs. The Cats exchange wary glances as they take in the sight before them, their whiskers twitching with curiosity. Who are in these pods? Are these the survivors from Project Icaria? As they approach the first of the pods, their eyes are drawn to the displays, which flicker to life as they move proximally closer to them. The numbers on the first display catch their attention – a series of digits; three to be exact. This one reads: 001. But it's the vital signs displayed on the second screen that give them pause. Heart rates, respiratory levels, and other biometric data appear to pulse in real-time, indicating that whatever lies within these pods is not only alive but in a state of suspended animation. They lean over and peer through the small rectangular window that sits atop each of the pods. What they see is… a Mars Cat… but not quite. Something is off. The cat lying peacefully asleep in the pod has all the hallmarks of a Mars Cat; sleek, well-composed, purrfection. However, instead of the normal hues, its fur and clothing is an unnatural creamy orange. The Cats all look at each other in consternation. They peer into another pod; the same strange coloration. And another and another. Each podded cat, the same orange palette. The confused glances turn into questions of why these cats have this creamy anomaly. Did this happen as a result of the cryogenic process? Were these cats medically sound? They seemed to be, judging by the vitals on their pods. Or were these even the same cats that had survived from Project Icaria? These questions didn't have much time to settle as, in unison, all of the vital displays began to blink a red alert with the word "CRITICAL" flashing repeatedly in alarming sequence. A sense of urgency grips the room as the Cats spring into action, their training kicking in as they rush to assess the situation. Panic threatens to overtake them as they frantically try to decipher the cause of the sudden emergency. Between the flashing, they can clearly make out that the pods are running low on, well this can't be right, but carbon dioxide. But there's no time to run diagnostics on that elemental mixup. The Cats needed to get these pods open, but that thought was abruptly halted by the intrusion of a robotic, emotionless female voice echoing throughout the chamber, repeating, "Reanimation in progress... Reanimation in progress..." The announcement echoed with a chilling monotony, cutting through the panicked room like a knife. As the voice droned on, a steaming mist began to fill each pod with aggressive intensity, billowing throughout in thick clouds that engulfed the inside of the chamber. The Cats, startled by the sudden onslaught, threw their paws up to cover their ears, but to no avail as their suits offered no resistance to the assault on their eardrums from the deafening roar. Soon the cacophony tailed off and a sense of calmness washed over the chamber; the silence as deafening as the preceding din. This would only last a moment, as the pods soon began to respond to the voice's command. One by one, they popped open, hinging slowly from one side to reveal their creamy cargo to the astonished gaze of the Cats. In a fury, the Cats rushed to locate the space suits that their long lost brethren would most certainly need to survive outside of the stasis pods. But, there was none to be found stowed away neatly as was protocol. Surely this would be a death sentence. Cats still needed a proper supply of oxygen and protection from the Martian atmosphere to survive. Each chamber was meticulously scoured and yet, nothing. The team ran back to the stasis chamber empty-handed; no plan for life support. As they reached the threshold, the thick mist from the pods slowly cleared. And standing there at attention was… every… single… Cream Cat; fully alert and alive. TO BE CONTINUED...