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You hear the footsteps. Identical suits. Identical shades. Identical whiskers. They are the glitch. The glitch is them.

Agent Smiths are here — perfectly cloned, impeccably dressed, and extremely unimpressed by your frosted donuts.

You can run. But can you run from all 999 of them?

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He’s the cat who sees the code behind the tuna. He doesn’t chase the sushi — it pauses mid-air for him.

NeoCat walks through alleys of glowing data, paws silent, coat flowing like a prophecy. He didn’t choose the Meowtrix — it chose him.

The prophecy was true. The cat is real. And yes, he knows sushi isn't real… but he eats it anyway.

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“This is your last chance,” he says — softly, but with gravity. “You take the blue tuna, the story ends. You wake up in your cozy bed and believe whatever you want. You take the red roll… you stay in Wonderland. And I show you just how deep the tuna runs.”

Morpheow doesn’t blink. His suit? Tailored. His sushi? Coded. His tea? Eternal.

Take the seat. Pick your roll. Enter the Meowtrix.

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This isn’t a game. This is the bite that changes everything.

🍣 Red sushi: spicy, bright, full of fire. 🍣 Blue sushi: cool, soft, safe in the illusion.

Morpheow doesn’t judge. He just waits — paws open, vision clear, surrounded by ancient cookies and fortune scrolls. One roll to see the truth. One to sleep again.

And yes… both are delicious.

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Somewhere between a cream puff and a spoon... they chose the green glow of the code.

🍩 The Matrix has been rewritten — by cats in leather coats. Lightning cracks. Donuts fall. Meowtrix is real.

Welcome to the dessert rebellion.

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Amanda Waller, a cat who purrs only when she’s three moves ahead of you.

Her office smells like secrets and sushi. Her gaze? Enough to silence even the wildest kittens. She runs this team not because she’s nice — but because she’s smarter than all of them combined.

Her blazer? Custom. Her drink? Confidential. Her vibe? Absolute control.

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Some kittens purr. Some kittens play. El Diablo burns in silence.

🔥 Covered in fire symbols, wearing a hoodie that matches the heat inside, this ember-eyed feline doesn’t talk much. But when he does — things ignite.

He’s the flame no one can tame. And he prefers his tacos like his emotions — on fire.

He’s the Kitten Squad’s most mysterious soul, carrying guilt, strength, and ghostly flames wherever he goes.

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In the darkest tunnels, something purrs. And it’s hungry.

Meet Killer Croc, the mutant kitten of the underground. With venom-green eyes and scales that shimmer in neon, he’s the one they call when things get too human.

Favorite things? • Sewer naps • Bioluminescent ice cubes • Hot snacks with a side of chaos • That bone necklace? Real.

He’s the misunderstood monster in your squad with loyalty deeper than the sewers he calls home.

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He doesn’t smile often. But when he does — it’s because the burrito’s hot, the mission’s clear, and the squad is safe.

Meet Rick Flag, the feline field commander of Kitten Squad. Steady eyes. Tactical vest. Bacon on the side. No drama. Just discipline.

If you need someone to lead the team and finish the mission before sunrise — he’s your cat.

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In a world of noise, she walks like a whisper. But don’t be fooled — her blade speaks loud.

This is Katana, the soulbound feline of the Kitten Squad. Wrapped in honor, cherry blossoms, and quiet rage. She guards memories, slices through lies, and never wastes a piece of sushi. Every movement is poetry. Every pawstep, purpose.

You don’t call her. She appears.

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Boomerangs don’t just come back — they bite. Especially when they’re shaped like pretzels and slathered in caramel.

Here’s Captain Boomerang, the gritty alley-cat of the Kitten Squad. In torn jeans and a smug face, this feline outlaw is all about chaos, caramel pies, and coming back when you least want him to.

He may not look like a hero. That’s because he isn’t. He’s a snack-fueled menace in a hoodie. And we love him for it.

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Deep in the glowing forest… She brews her emerald potions, speaks to spirits through steam, and slices cake with moonlight. She’s not just a witch — she’s Enchantress, the mystical mind of the Kitten Squad. One gaze into her green eyes and you’ll forget your name — but not the taste of her soul soup.

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King Shark, but make it kitten. Wears a hoodie with teeth. Lives in puddles. Eats shrimp like it's a calling. No thoughts. Just snacks. And yes, he growls when he’s happy 🦈

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He doesn’t purr. He plots. Deadshot of the Kitten Squad doesn’t waste bullets — or bites. Every target down. Every sushi roll perfect. 🧧 Tactical stripes. Red laser focus. And chopsticks always ready.

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💚💜 He serves vengeance cold — with neon desserts on the side. This isn’t just a Joker — this is Joker: Kitten Edition.

With toxic charm, a velvet laugh, and a dessert tray of doom, he’s here to ruin your tea party with style.

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She’s got frosting on her bat and fire in her whiskers. 💗💙 Meet the Harley Quinn of Kitten Squad — wild, unhinged, and sugar-fueled.

She doesn’t ask why so serious? She asks: Where’s my donut?

The perfect blend of neon mischief and cupcake crime. Part chaos. Part charm. All Harley.