The internet is a storm of URLs, wi-fi and strings of dangerous code, whirling and thundering. Out in the wilderness you can only survive so long unaided, but in here, behind the mellow yellow windows, a safe and comforting place awaits. This place is a respite from the internet; the fire crackles invitinglyΒ and alluring rainbow-coloured drinks are poured into glasses. Exciting chatter fills the rooms from tables bustling with friends, eating from trays of warm, rusticΒ carumΒ bread and hearty stews. Gentle music comes from the band in the background.
[image description: a busy tavern lit by orange light]
Come in, chat away, have a great time! The old location may have been overrun by the Codekind, but this new building has three-meter thick walls,Β three floorsΒ and turret bedrooms to rest in at the top!Β We’ve returned, freeΒ from the battles of the secret pages! A safe micro-community of equality and no judgement. Hang up yourΒ HTML-reflective suit at the door and settle in with a drink and a meal.
Notice Board:
(OOC) Hi everyone! It's been a few weeks since the blog post about the arson jokes was made and we've been observing the Hazelpage during that time.
While the more extreme jokes that make BlogTeam genuinely concerned have died down, the frequency of general arson-related jokes have remained relatively the same on this page, and that could present an issue because the Hazelpage was one of the driving forces behind the evolution of the arson jokes. It wasn't talked about in the blog post because we felt that it wasn't as important as the overall message, but it nonetheless remains true. The Hazelpage historically has been a page where nonsense can be piled on top of other nonsense, and that loose atmosphere helped urge the arson jokes from a rare meme to a constant stream. There have been a couple of concerns raised to us about the Hazelpage and we're currently mulling over what to do with it. Unfortunately, there isn't thatmuch of an easy solution, which means that it's going to take time.
Since we don't want things to get out of hand during that time, we are going to keep all future comments on this page unmoderated. We don't want to keep people from commenting, but it's clear to us that the Hazelpage is going to need a little bit more work than the rest of the blog.
-Blogteam
Koi starts singing a ritual in ancient Egyptian as she draws a cat face in the Hazelpage flooring.
“RANDOM HYROGLYPHICS RANDOM HYROGLYPHICS DUN DUN DUN”
She drops in the middle a pancake-waffle-sausage sandwich.
“MORE RANDOM ANCIENT WORDS DUN DUN DUN”
They place a catnip-colored crayon in the middle as well.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH PAGE FLIP!!”
Sparks fly everywhere as the catnip-crayon-pancake-waffle-sausage-sandwich catastrophe lights on fire and all the lights turn off.
Edit: OMG IT WORKED MWAHAHAHAHA I AM THE CAT FROM GOOGLE DOODLES!!!!1!1111!1!
“woahhhh” leppo yells, accidentally chucking her giant catnip crayon across the room. “thats so cool!!! a catnip-crayon-pancake-waffle-sausage-sandwich god!!”
Koi bows in a majestic way.
“Straight from Ancient Egyptian hyroglyphics!! And with catnip-flavored Rice Krispies!!”
“WOAH! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!” Roxy tries dodging the many objects. π
Koi begins levitating off the ground as everything flies around her :p
βI KNEW IT!β Alasquirt shouts triumphantly, still drowning cutely in the magical water Leafpaw shot them into. βI knew it! The page would never flip without crayons!β
Koi bows. “Well I had to include everything so I wasn’t attacked by catnip/crayon/gray/grey/pancake/waffle supporters,” they mew.
“The prophecy has come true…” Mousebrain utters, eyes wide in shock. “The chosen one, the cat who draws random hieroglyphics to kill ghosts from the Halloween 2016+2020 Google Doodles has arrived once more!” Mousebrain utters, quiet as a whisper, before experiencing quantum transfiguration at the hands of the immortal prophesied beast (the cat’s name is Momo btw).
(AHHH SOMEONE REMEMBERS!!! and I was too lazy to search her up haha :p and Sils (Silverpaw/spirit) will kill me if she sees that name but she shall never know…. :p)
“Imma just steal that catnip-crayon-pancake-waffle-sausage-sandwich real quick!” Leafpaw says as she runs away with it. “You may or may not ever see it again!”
“Nooooo my delicious ancient catnip-crayon-pancake-waffle-sausage sandwich!!!”
Leafpaw hides in an alley and takes a bite. “Ew, there’s sand in my precious catnip-crayon-pancake-waffle-sausage-sandwich! You can take it back!” Leafpaw throws the catnip-crayon-pancake-waffle-sausage-sandwich at Koi and quickly runs away.
Koi catches it and starts creating a ritual to multiply the sandwich so she can start a business :p
Icemeadow has to grab his scarf as it almost gets blown away. βYou are too powerful,β he says to Koipaw, stunned by their page-flipping strength.
oop I knew it it was spelled “hieroglyphics,” I thought something looked wrong :p
Leafpaw quickly posts flyers in every nook and cranny of the Hazelpage. The flyers say ‘Come join the wonderful catnip army for free catnip! Catnip is the best and will destroy all! JOIN US OR YOU MORTALS SHALL BE ANNIHILATED!‘
She patiently waits for new soldiers to come.
“Ooh, sounds fun!” Roxy smuggles in a crayon. π
“Welcome! Just sign this 1,000 page contract to show your undying loyalty!” Leafpaw hands Roxy the contract and pushes some catnip towards her. “Free catnip for the duration of the war if you join!”
“Oh uh… uhm… yes!” Roxy quickly tosses the crayon aside and signs the contract in catnip.
Icemeadow teleports behind Leafpaw with a flyer in his hand. βMind if I join your army?β He asks.
“YES YES YES, WELCOME ICY!” Leafpaw quickly grabs the contract and a few Squirtlegunbreeze5000s. “Here you go! Just sign this and start aiming for the triple H’s and crayon lovers!”
Flamilton silently watches from the shadows, writing all of their battle plans on a sparkly pink Alastor notepad with a feathery quill pen as seen in Hamilton. Diabolical, they think, sinking back into the shadows to warn their comrades of this treachery.
“I leave for 5 minutes and there’s already a thousand new wars,” Amberpaw says approvingly as she sips her hot chocolate. “Thumbs up to the team with the most catnip.”
{ Uh oh, page flip >:) }
“Hey Ammie, would you like to join my catnip army?” Leafpaw asks, bringing the 1,000 page contract. “All you have to do is sign this! Don’t worry, catnip is the strongest thing ever and we shall definitely win!”
“Hmmm, intriguing. Um,” Ammie squints at the paper. “I’m not 18 or older. I’ll join anyways! It doesn’t matter that I’m obviously not 18 yet. I can sign. I think.”
“Age doesn’t matter in this war! Only your undying love for catnip!” Leafpaw gives Ammie catnip. “NOW LET’S FIGHT IN A WAR!!!”
“waIT!” Flamilton screeches, appearing out of thin air despite the fact that they were just chilling in the Triple-H Fortress. “Why don’t you join the *far* superior side of this war?” they grin, brandishing an even fancier-looking contract than those cursed catnip supporters (/lhj) AND a super duper fancy Hamilton-style quill. And, as if to seal the deal, Flamilton whispers, “We have cookies…”
Meanwhile, back at the fortress, Alasquirt Squirtington is munching on some of the magical cookies Flamilton was talking about. βWell, took forever for me to stop drowning, but Iβm alive!β They shout to nobody, unaware that Flamilton had teleported away.
Trying to be better than her competition, she brings out a giant cookie. “Look, it’s a cookie with catnip inside! And…” she whispers, holding out her contract. “it has a super special secret ingredient that prevents you from having stress during tests! It also gives you a better score on schoolwork!” *this has not been tested yet*
“ooooooh, cookies!” Amberpaw looks at the contract Flamilton gave her. “Hmmmmm.” she stares at the contract. “Sure, ok.” she signs it and stares at Flamilton. “What was that about cookies?”
“Huzzah!” Flamilton cheers, grinning like a madman. “Right this way, my good man!” he gestures toward the Triple-H Fortress, where there is a wall full of the world’s finest selections of cookies. But no oatmeal raisin. NEVER oatmeal raisin. As in Flamilton’s mind, oatmeal raisin cookies are an unforgivable crime /j
*sits up rapidly from coma, rubbing eyes frantically*
βW-whatβs this about catnip? How long have I been gone?β Reedpaw stands up cautiously, brushing herself off. βWhat happened to the grΓ¦y wars? And the wancake rebellion?β
Robo heads over. “…..How long have you been out?”
Koi sobs with her. “It’s been 7 years!! I thought they were gone for good!” *laughs in reference-idk-why-im-using-it-but-i-feel like-it*
…
…
“But I restarted them.”
Koi laughs maliciously as fireworks appear behind her in a spectacular display of drama.
“Also what happened to the old Hazelpage queen…??? Time to slide over to her sps and invite her back!!”
You were not in a coma-
You were in a comma
:p
Roxy grins. “We’re free!” She cries, shaking Reedpaw like crazy!
“also, are you okay? A coma sounds pretty serious.. π”
“No idea who you are, but would you like to join my catnip army?” Leafpaw asks, shaking Reedpaw’s paw very harshly. “Just sign this contract and gain β¨free catnipβ¨ for the rest of the war!”
Ghostpaw rolled her eye. “Oh come on. Crayons? Everyone knows that Catnip is better!” *throws catnip onto the crayon-supporters*
“Ooh, we got a catnip supporter?” Leafpaw asks, her eyes wide as she somehows is at Ghostpaw’s side in 0.001 seconds. “Would you like to join my wonderful army? You get free catnip if you join!”
“Whee! I want free catnip!!!” Roxy catches all the catnip and hides it away.
“HAIL CATNIP!!!”
Fallowpaw makes some more of her amazing crayon bombs and starts firing at team catnip. ‘CRAYONS SHALL RULE THE HAZELPAGE!!!!’, she yells.
A huge monster truck runs down the door to the Hazelpage as loud music blasts from it. Koi appears, wearing sunglasses.
“HI EVERYONE!!” they shout, the music too loud for them to be able to just talk.
“I’M STARTING A CATNIP-CRAYON-PANCAKE-WAFFLE-SAUSAGE-SANDWICH FOOD TRUCK!!!”
The monster truck morphs into a food truck as tables appear, floating on the flooded Hazelpage that everyone forgot about ( :p ). The menu says, ‘catnip-crayon-pancake-waffle-sausage-sandwich —> β‘20 (20 catnip) β’20 (20 crayon) β±20 (20 pancake), β©20 (20 waffle)’
“PAY WITH ONE OF THE FOLLOWING!!” Koi shouts, looking majestically at the catnip-crayon war