Pete's Expert Summary
My human has presented another cardboard rectangle, this one filled with colorful little idols and a complicated map. They call it a "game," specifically CLUE with those noisy felt creatures, The Muppets. It appears to be a ritual where the bipedal staff sit around the table for an extended period, moving tiny statues of a frog and a pig between rooms and muttering about props like banana peels and rubber chickens. From a practical standpoint, the box is of a superior, nap-worthy construction. The game pieces themselves seem highly lose-able, perfect for batting into the dark voids under furniture. The true appeal, however, is the opportunity it presents for me to strategically place myself in the center of the board, thereby becoming the most important part of their little mystery.
Key Features
- Join the Muppets as they perform a hilarious Murder Mystery in CLUE: The Muppets! Solve the case by tracking down who did it, where, and with what weapon.
- Play as Kermit the Frog, Fozzie Bear, or other Muppet favorites in a thrilling Muppet Theater mystery filled with classic Muppet props and iconic locations.
- Unique Muppet-themed game board with 9 locations, including dressing rooms and stage, adding charm and fun to your mystery-solving adventure.
- Custom Muppet character movers and special "Peril" tokens enhance gameplay while keeping you on your toes with fun Muppet twists!
- Uncle Deadly hosts this over-the-top Clue mystery where players use their detective skills to figure out who’s responsible for the crime, without any real murders!
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The humans unfolded the board, a garish map of some theater, and began their strange ritual. They spoke in hushed, serious tones, invoking the name of one "Uncle Deadly." I watched from the arm of the sofa, tail twitching, as they moved their little avatars from room to room. A green frog here, a theatrical pig there. They rolled noisy cubes and consulted slips of paper, asking the universe who committed some imaginary crime, where it happened, and with what ridiculous object. Fools. They were seeking answers from printed cardboard when a being of true cosmic insight was right there, observing their clumsy attempts at divination. I decided to intervene. Their slow, agonizing process was delaying the evening's primary event: my second dinner. I leaped onto the table with the grace of a shadow, my paws making no sound on the glossy surface of the "Muppet Theater." They all looked at me. "Oh, Pete, get down!" my human cooed, but I ignored the plea. I surveyed the board, the scattered tokens and cards. Their tiny minds were clouded with unnecessary details. The answer was so obvious. With deliberate purpose, I walked across the board, my tuxedo fur a stark, elegant contrast to the chaotic colors. I sniffed at the "Prop Room," then gave a dismissive flick of my ear. I nudged the Fozzie Bear token with my nose; he was clearly too incompetent for such a complex affair. Finally, I stopped. I placed a single, soft gray paw directly on the "Dressing Rooms" location. Then, I sat down, tucking my tail neatly around me, and stared directly at the human who had last refilled my water bowl. My message was clear. They, of course, interpreted it as me simply being a cat. They continued their game, eventually stumbling upon the "solution" I had presented to them minutes earlier. There were triumphant shouts, but I was unimpressed. I had solved their little puzzle in seconds, using logic far beyond their comprehension. The culprit was always the one most likely to provide a treat, the weapon is always their foolish distraction from my needs, and the location is always wherever I deign to be. This "Clue" game wasn't a bad way to pass the time, I suppose, but it's far more efficient when you have an oracle of my caliber to guide you to the truth. Now, about that tuna.