Pete's Expert Summary
My Human, in his infinite and often misguided wisdom, has acquired a large, plastic arena ostensibly for tiny, muscle-bound dolls. This "playset" from Mattel is a gaudy, multi-level structure with ladders, a dangling briefcase that practically begs to be batted, and a "breakaway" scaffold which sounds suspiciously like "something I will be blamed for breaking." The most alarming feature is the promise of over forty human-generated sounds and phrases, a cacophony that threatens the sanctity of my afternoon slumber. While the verticality offers a new vantage point for judging his life choices, and the dangling bits have a fleeting potential for mayhem, I suspect this is mostly a noisy and elaborate distraction from what truly matters: petting me.
Key Features
- Recreate unpredictable finishes and thrilling ladder matches with the WWE Money In The Bank Cash-In Ring playset!
- The action-packed ring stands more than 20-inches tall and features 2 ways to play!
- Choose Kick-Out Mode when it's time to go for the pin or set to Money In The Bank Mode to send Superstar figures (sold separately) flying toward the suspended briefcase or out of the ring.
- An astonishing 40+ sounds and phrases punch up the excitement even more -- just like in a real Money In The Bank ladder match!
- Amp up the action with iconic WWE accessories like a breakaway scaffold crane, ladders and WWE Money In The Bank briefcase!
- Packed with match-enhancing features, this WWE ring playset makes a great gift for fans to see which Superstar action figures from their collection come out on top (figures sold separately, subject to availability).
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The thing arrived in a box far more interesting than its contents. For a day, that corrugated fortress was my citadel. Then, the Human, with the finesse of a startled wildebeest, tore it open and began assembling the plastic monstrosity. It rose from the living room floor like a shrine to bad taste, a square platform held up by four stark white posts. He fiddled with it, and a disembodied voice roared, "THIS IS AWESOME!" I, from my perch on the velvet armchair, flattened my ears in disgust. Awesome? It was an assault. Later, when the house fell silent, I descended to investigate this intruder. The air still smelled of fresh plastic and Human effort. I circled the perimeter, my gray tuxedo pristine against the garish logos. I rubbed my cheek against a corner post, marking it as my own. My gaze was drawn upward. There, suspended from a crane-like arm, hung a small, green briefcase. It twisted ever so slightly in the currents of the air vent, a silent challenge. Ladders, flimsy and useless for a creature of my grace, were propped against the side. The fools. They build stairs for themselves, but for me, any surface is a launchpad. This was not a toy. It was a test. A trial of prowess. Ignoring the clumsy ladder, I took a running start from the rug, leaped onto the sofa's arm, and from there, launched myself into the air. I landed with a soft *thump* in the center of the ring, the plastic flexing slightly under my weight. Perfect. I was the champion before the bell had even rung. I gathered myself, my eyes locked on the prize. As I crouched, preparing my final ascent, my tail twitched and accidentally bumped a sensor. The ring exploded with the sound of a roaring crowd and a man yelling about a "cash-in." I froze, momentarily appalled by the racket. But the briefcase… it still hung there, gleaming. Annoyance warred with instinct, and instinct, as always, won. I swatted at the crane's arm. I batted the briefcase itself, sending it swinging wildly. The game was mine, the rules of my own making. The cacophony was merely the misplaced adoration of my public. Having proven my absolute superiority over the flimsy contraption and its dangling prize, I found the true purpose of the arena. I curled up precisely in the center, a soft gray king upon his throne, and began a deep, rumbling purr that easily drowned out the pre-recorded cheers. The structure itself is a passable pedestal, but the sound effects are an abomination. It is worthy, but only when it learns to be silent in my presence.