p style="text-align: center;"strongIntroduction/strong/p
p style="text-align: left;"br /"Okay, here's the deal guyz!" Death said in a sweet voice./p
p style="text-align: left;""These games are for professionals only, and I ask y'all to be fair, and not cheat in these games! They are only for cats that know what they're doing!" She flicked her tail and grinned wickedly./p
p style="text-align: left;""Do not hope, observe in this outrageous game! They are dangerous and challenging." Death couldn't really care less about these games but she did the annual introduction every year for a ridiculous amount of freshkill. She padded off stage and with a flick of her tail, every cat got a sign up sheet./p
p style="text-align: left;""Turn them in at the gathering, or you don't get to compete. You must also choose what your cat is going to prove it's skills in: Hunting, fighting, acting, racing, or hiding. Be aware once you sign up there is no going back, and you can be killed in these games for various reasons," Death rambled on without an end. Her last sentence was:/p
p style="text-align: left;""Oh, and elders aren't allowed to compete!" A bunch of the elders in the crowd went wild shouting stuff like:/p
p style="text-align: left;""That's Bull[censored]!" Death shrugged and padded away from the place she was standing, knowing that she'd have to do that horrid speech again next year at emthe exact same spot/em. Death could definitely wait till then!/p