Miss Mew: The Movie! (Don't look.. it is teh suck)
By
Chotic_Blue,
Posted on: 2007-05-15 08:32 in Roleplaying
Episode 1- Gee, that had to suck
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.. Huh? What do you mean we arent doing that? Then what are we..
WHAT?!
Oh you have got to be kidding. Ugh, I shouldnt have asked to be paid in advance. Fine!
Ahem..
Hello! I am Mysterious Disembodied Voice! I will be your narrator for the epic film.. Miss Mew: The Movie! You can tell I am special because I talk in italics! Neat isnt it? It is a tale of love, of loss, and of great adventure. Be prepared to be amazed by
Ok, I cant do this. Who in the world WROTE this crap? Ok ok.. Let me take you to The Middle of Nowhere, USA. Here we find Jeremy. Jeremy is your average well adjusted 15 year old boy. He lives in a place where nothing really ever happens. It is a nice place to live, but it isnt particularly exciting. They dont even have their own super hero and villain! Yeah, kind of a sucky place to start this story. I just do what I am paid to.
Jeremy stared down at the street with his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans as he walked. It was a blank thoughtless stare. He wasnt contemplating anything in particular. A pair of headphones disconnected him from the world around him. He was just on his way to school. It wasnt to far from where he lived.
Jeremy
Jeremy.. JEREMY!
He got startled out of his trance by a vicious slap on his shoulder. He whirled around to face a slightly annoyed looking classmate. It was Jennifer. Jeremy pulled off his headphones, Hey, Jen, whats up? Ah Jennifer. She was one of the gems of the school. Lovely long brown hair, cute, and smart to boot. It was a stereotypical crush on a childhood friend he knew he would never have. Dont hey me! Jennifer scoffed, What are you doing? You need to hurry up! Everyone needs to be at school early for some kind of special announcement.
Oh right. That was today? His surprise must have registered on his face. Jennifer seemed to pick it out immediately. You forgot? Dont worry. We have plenty of time to get there, she remarked with a reassuring jab to the arm. Jeremy smiled a bit and put his hand over his arm, Eh, I dont think it matters. Couldnt be terribly amazing could it? Jennifer gave a shrug, Might as well go see what it is. Jeremy gave a nod before pulling the headphones back up onto his ears.
What could it be? Jeremy found himself wondering. With their luck it was just some new after school program no one would be interested in. Hopefully it wasnt some kind of sales drive. Just what they needed. Going door to door pestering complete strangers wasnt his idea of fun. Maybe a super hero was visiting? Jeremy shook the idea away immediately. It would never happen. Not in a million years. He glanced over at Jennifer. He found something he wasnt expecting at all. A car was careening toward them from behind.
Jennifer..!
She looked at him curiously. Jeremy grabbed her arm and swung her around. He flung her across the sidewalk only moments before the car jumped the curb and flew right into where Jeremy was still standing. The car crashed through a storefront, taking him with it. Jennifer stared silently up from the sidewalk at the wreck before her.
I was going to say something clever, but I think I will just take us to a time and place where someone isnt having a bad day!
Miss Mew peeked around a corner into an ally between an office building and some type of warehouse. Three thugs looking to be harassing a citizen. One of her large feline ears perked to hear the conversation.
Just.. Just take my money! Please leave me alone!
No no no.. We dont want to steal your money. Like I keep telling you. We just want to sell you some valuable goods. Isnt that right, guys?
The other two thugs nodded as the woman whimpered. Mew shook her head side to side and held out her right hand. Electricity suddenly arced off of her arm. The bolt connected with the brick wall behind her, leaving a small scorch mark. The effect grew more violent till electricity was swarming around her hand. Alright.. You can do this, she sighed as her hand tightened into a fist.
Miss Mew spun around the corner and charged the thugs. As she came closer she drew her hand back. The two facing her saw her immediately. The looks of his friends alerted the third. When he turned around with his gun, Mew slammed her fist into his face. The electricity arced through his body and the impact, however brief, left the side of his face burned. The thug collapsed not a moment later.
Mew smirked at the remaining two, I think I am getting better at this. What do you think?
Episode 2- Everyone Needs a Good Origin Story
Miss Mew slammed a foot strait into the gut of one of the thugs. She then turned around to face the other only to get a fist planted on the side of her face. The thug cried out in pain as a reactionary blast of lightning from the catgirl flew through his chest and connected with the ground behind him. Mew took a step back from him when he growled at her through his mask, "Uh.. you shouldn't be standing after that." She dove to the side when he lunged at her then gave him as big a blast as she could muster. His body seized up for a moment before he fell to the ground.
Well, that was easy.. Ah! Mew spun around only to find the other thug was long gone.
She slumped visibly, Aw damn.. She looked around for a moment before spotting the woman they had been assaulting peeking out from behind a dumpster. Mew took a deep breath and relaxed to let the electricity now swirling around her disperse. "Are you alright over.."
Alright! Stop right there! You didnt think we would just leave Jeremy hanging like that, did you? What? You think we would just tell you about some poor kid getting run over for no reason at all? Ok.. I guess we WOULD do that, but not this time!
Lets pick up where we left off. Kid valiantly saves the girl he loves, but cant manage to save himself. Man, what a crappy origin story. I got run over by a car! I wasnt expecting something as cliché as getting hit by lightning, but couldnt the car at LEAST have been a radioactive super car? I mean he could have awesome super car powers!
You heard right. NOT a radioactive super car. It wasnt even carrying fancy chemicals or owned by a company that could rebuild him better, faster, and stronger than before! Sorry, he is dead. Dead dead dead dead.
Come on, being dead couldnt be so bad, right?
His vision was greeted by complete and total darkness. For a moment he wondered if his eyes were still closed, but he soon realized there was nothing to see. He suddenly recalled the last few moments before he had blacked out. He threw Jennifer out of the way, and he got slammed through a wall. When he tried to move he realized he couldn't feel a thing.
Ahem
"Ahh!"
'Ahh! To you to.
"Is this what it is like to be in a coma?"
You aren't in a coma.
"Then.. I'm dead? The car killed me...?"
Erm, yes and no...
"What does that mean? Why can't I move, and why is my voice so high?
Sheesh! You sure ask a lot of questions. If you promise not to freak out I will give you control of that body.
Jeremy gave one great jerk as feeling was suddenly returned to his body. He screamed at the top of his lungs when he looked down to see if his limbs were all there. He wasn't missing any, but there was something far worse wrong with him.
I told you not to freak out!
"Why do I have boobs?!"
If you would just let me explain..
".. and a tail?!"
Look, I can explain..
"..and what the hell happened to my.."
SHUT THE HELL UP!
"........"
That's better. Now, I have some good news and I have some bad news. The bad news is that you didn't even live long enough for the car to come to a stop. Sorry, kid, but you got pasted. The good news is you don't have to fade into the great beyond. However, there is one smaaaall catch.
"...I have to be a hot chick? What is this, some kind of crappy Japanese manga?"
I keep asking myself the same thing... More or less, yes. You have to be a hot woman in order to preserve the greater balance of the universe. You have been chosen, young.. what is your name again?
"Jeremy..."
You have been chosen, young Jeremy! Your life was brought to an early end, and someone got the bright idea to put you to some use while you are waiting for your proper time to die. Otherwise you would just float around here for a while. That would just suck.
"So this body has like super powers or something cool like that?!"
Not quite. That is really just a shell to hold your spirit. It doesn't do anything super, unless you count getting bitchy a week out of every month as super. Your abilities will come from you!
"What the hell are you talking about? I can't do anything!"
I was getting to that. You've been sort of.. rewired. Humans contain a lot of untapped potential. Just flip a few switches and twist a few dials and suddenly you have somebody that can kick [censored]! I can't really give you a lot information though. This sort of thing is sometimes very individual. My superiors tell me that you ARE a combat base though. Hope that helps.
"Wait.. superiors? I am talking to an underling?! I DIE and they don't have the courtesy to show up in person?"
Hey hey hey hey! You work for them now too, and you are lower on the totem pole than me!
"So? I bet you don't even know what you are talking about here! What do you mean rewired, and why the hell did they give me a girl body? I couldn't have at least have been asked if I wanted to be a dude before my afterlife got hijacked?!"
LISTEN you ungrateful little [censored]! I don't know the deeper mysteries of the human soul, but I know I CAN yank your butt out of that hot catgirl if you dislike it THAT much! Then you can just float your disembodied self around here for a few decades till the afterlife is ready for you. Now, do you want to work for us, or shall I take that body and leave you floating in limbo?
"...I think I will take the first option."
Very good. Do you have any questions before I tell you what your job is?
Episode 3- Look Out Below
"Uh, yeah, let me think," Jeremy said while scratching the side of her head a bit. She gathered two things from this action. Her hair was longer than before, and she no longer had human ears. She let out a sigh before speaking again, "Can I have a mirror or something?"
This is an endless black void, does it LOOK like there are any mirrors around here?
"...Please?"
Oh alright, fine!
A small silver ball appeared in front of Jeremy and expanded outward into a flat body length mirror. The girl that stared back at her had tanned looking skin and white hair with a thick black cat tail and cat ears. Jeremy ran a finger along one of the stripes on the cute little face she now owned. Her black tights looked fairly simple. They covered everything from the neck down except her arms and shoulders. Other than the fact he was now a she, Jeremy only had one complaint.
"Aw.. damn.. I'm adorable."
And that is a problem? Would you rather have your butt as your face?
"No.. I.. well.. couldn't you have at least left me naked?"
Oh for the love of.. Ogle yourself on your own time! Is there anything else you wanted to know? I have places to be.
"Ok.. Why am I a girl? Was there a body shortage or something?"
To tell you the truth, I don't quite know for sure. Each body alters depending upon who gets stuffed inside. It has to do with traits and inner desires of the individual. Same way with whatever powers you get. Both are supposed to suit you.
"Wait, so you are saying I wanted to be an anime catgirl?!"
Hey, I'm not here to judge. Your secret is safe with me.
"I didn't want to be this way! I liked being a guy!"
Suuuuure.. That is what they ALL say.
"Dammit! I'm serious! This is probably the last way I would have chosen to look as a super hero! Sure, I'd love it as a sexy side kick, but this is ridiculous!"
I'm serious too. It is just some weird combination of other factors. Probably has to do with your effectiveness at your job too. You look pretty nimble like that. Just plain tough luck, kid. You seem to have a lot of that. Run over by a car, yeouch.
"Ugh... Speaking of my job, what exactly am I expected to do?"
Finally we are getting somewhere! To put it simply, you are to serve balance and preserve harmony by ending conflict personally. You will start out small, but if you are any good you might just end up stopping the universe from cracking in half. To help you accomplish this, the existing power of your soul has been released and put into a container specifically designed to take advantage of your abilities. You are in peak physical condition, and you will have no trouble keeping it that way. This body should take care of itself, unlike your last one. You won't even need to eat or sleep! Well, probably sleep if you exhaust yourself.
"Ok.. but I like eating. What makes the body so special?"
Human bodies sustain themselves by burning food to gain energy. Your new body can easily channel your personal energy. That has been taken advantage of to allow you to pull in energy from around you to maintain that body rather than having to eat or even do that nifty thing you call breathing. You might have noticed it is impossible to breath in a void of nothingness..
"What kind of powers do I get from this soul stuff?"
Hell if I know.
"You know the rest of that crap, but you don't know what I can do now?"
Hey, I only know what I am told! All I know is the effects depend mostly on you. Like I said before, you look to be a rough and tumble type. Just go bash a few heads and see what happens. You will get the hang of it."
"Oh yes, thank you SO much for all the advice."
Wow, you make a pretty whiney girl. Did you know that? I just have one more piece of advice before I let you loose upon the world.
"And that would be?"
Hope someone fat breaks your fall.
"What the hell is that supposed to meeaaaAAAAHHH!" she screamed as the void around her gave way to a cloudless blue sky and a ground that seemed to be rushing closer every second. Her tumble through the air was brought to an abrupt stop by the cold unfeeling steel of a dumpster. That new catgirl body made an impressive dent in the container.
"That.. hurt.. only slightly more than I had imagined it would."
Episode 4 - Welcome to Paragon
"Ugh.. Why am I not dead.. again?" Jeremy groaned.
Despite experiencing no pain beyond the initial impact with the dumpster, she was unable to move much. She summoned up what little strength she had to drag herself out of the dent she had created and fell to the ground below. While staring up at the sky, she wondered why her body felt so tired and heavy. At least she could be thankful she wasn't dead. Figuring out where she landed was pretty easy. On her left side was the back of a building, and on her other side she had the unmistakable energy wall of Paragon City. She wasn't dead, knew where she was, and why she was there. Not doing to bad for her first day on duty.
It took time before the strength returned to her body, but Jeremy was eventually able to force herself to her feet. "To bad the hint couldn't have been more obvious," she remarked sarcastically, " I mean, it isn't like I was dropped into the middle of the one city on earth where an apocalypse happens at least once a day. Whatever am I supposed to do?" She rubbed her head a bit as she walked out from the alley and onto the street.
Jeremy was met with the streets of one of the better parts of Paragon City. Some of the people glanced and stared at Jeremy, wondering about the hero they had never seen before. Jeremy just ignored it, but she did notice they seemed oddly calm despite the news that poured out of their city on a daily basis. She put the thought out of her mind and stopped a man passing her by, "Uh.. excuse me, but where am I, exactly?" He looked down at her, seeming a little startled, "Uh.. don't you know? Aren't you a hero?" "Just.. humor me?" she sighed.
"This is Galaxy City."
"Galaxy CITY? I thought this was Paragon City.."
"Hey, I'm not sure why they call it a city either."
"One more thing. How tall are you?"
"I'm.. five foot nine inches," he said hesitantly, "Why?"
"Damn! I'm shorter too.."
He nodded and backed away, "Right.. well glad I could help." She couldn't help wondering what his problem was as she watched him start to run away. Jeremy just shrugged and turned around only to be shocked to find two demonically dressed gang members standing behind her. "Ah.. makes so much sense now," she mumbled to herself. One stepped forward while smacking a bat gently against his palm, "You lost, little hero? What's your name?" The sidewalk was suddenly vacant aside from the frightened catgirl and the two men. It was a phenomenon Jeremy noticed immediately. "Uh," Jeremy hesitated, realizing she couldn't go by her real name anymore, " I.. don't.. know?" The gang members looked at each other strangely.
"What kind of hero don't know their own name?
"Hell if I know.."
Jeremy let out a soft huff of air, "I'm not a hero, and you try being dropped several stories into a dumpster."
The second man shook his head and took out a revolver, "You expect us to believe that with how you are dressed? Do we look like idiots to you?" "Well, actually..." she remarked while rubbing her cheek. "What was that?" he shouted and leveled the revolver at her, "No one makes fools out of the Hellions!" She screamed in pain and threw a hand to her right shoulder as a bullet ripped through her. It hurt a lot, but when she took her hand away she noticed there was no blood or wound on her body. The only effect seemed to have been momentary pain and a feeling like she was suddenly weaker. Although she was surprised, the pair of Hellions didn't seem at all shocked. The bat wielding Hellion took advantage of the moment and moved around behind her while she inspected her nonexistent wound. Jeremy ducked and rammed her elbow back into his stomach as he attempted to restrain her with his bat. She leapt to the side to get out from between her two assailants just as the second took a shot, hitting his companion instead. "Ahh! [censored]! What the hell did you do that for?" the first said, clutching his gut. The second ran over to his friend, "Dude! Sorry! She's quick!" Jeremy, meanwhile, was wondering what had just happened.
"This day gets weirder and weirder. Agggh!" she cried out as she suddenly received a beanbag to the back of her head. While she was day dreaming, she failed to notice that a group of people wearing red and white tights had taken down the Hellions, now groaning on the ground, in a hail of gunfire. "Stop right there! You are not a registered hero of Paragon City!" the leader of the squad shouted, "What you are doing is illegal!"
Jeremy's cat ears pinned against her head, "I can hear you, and I am not a hero!"
One of the Longbow piped up, "Looking like that? Do you take us for fools?"
Jeremy growled slightly, "It was self defense! They attacked me first!"
"Yeah yeah.. You can tell the police all about it. You are under arrest! Please give us an excuse to use force by resisting arrest."
"Do you say that to all the cute kitty girls or is this a special treat?" Jeremy inquired.
"Suspect is becoming hostile! Everyone, take her down!"
"...Eep!"
Episode 5 - A Dream Come True
When we last left our "hero" he.. er.. she.. was arrested by the Longbow and handed over to city authorities. Seems someone forgot that operating as a hero without license is illegal in Paragon City. What an idiot, huh?
Wait.. I was? No one told me that! What could I have done? I'm a disembodied voice. I couldn't have gone to register the kid!
Ahem, it seems like this kid just has bad luck all around. Incompetent leadership, disembodied voices with no hands to fill out a form with, and lots of red tape! Don't forget the car. I don't care if you black out on impact. I still say that had to hurt. Maybe we should have just given him over to chaos for her to use. He would be good at that job.
"Her biology is.. very strange."
"Maybe that is because she has none?"
"Well.. of course she does! I mean.. Does it count as a biology if she doesn't have blood or a circulatory system?"
Jeremy, sitting behind the walls of energy that made her cell, watched the scientists continue to argue with each other . The whole experience was aggravating. It was that special sort of aggravating that stewed quietly and eventually built up into a rage. Jeremy couldn't even tell them they were idiots without sounding deranged. Of course, to much longer being examined by the various pieces of equipment around the room and she just might become a bit loony.
"You know it would help if you just TOLD us what you are," one of the scientists said, "It isn't like you are going anywhere till the authorities figure out what to do with you."
"I told you. I don't know!" she sighed.
"Bah.. Near as I can tell she is just a lump of.. stuff that can move."
Jeremy rolled her eyes, "How very scientific."
"I give up. Let's just give her over to M.A.G.I. This seems right up their alley."
"So, I just got prodded and poked by you ninnies, and now I am going to be prodded and poked by MORE ninnies? Where are my rights? This is cruel and unusual punishment!"
"What rights?" came a voice from the entrance to the room, "Legally you don't exist. We would deport you, but we don't know where to send you. You aren't human. We don't even know if you belong on this planet." The two scientists turned around to face the new arrival. "Depends on your definition of human, and doesn't this city have aliens running around all the time?" Jeremy scoffed. The woman sighed and stepped forward, "Those are visitors to our planet, and they went through the proper channels to get here. You came out of nowhere and assaulted some of our citizens." Jeremy looked up angrily at the newest arrival sent to pester her.
"Hey! They SHOT me! What was I supposed to.... You're Ms. Liberty."
"I am aware of who I am. We want to know who you are."
"Holy [censored]! You are Ms Liberty!" Jeremy exclaimed as she jumped to her feet, "Jennifer would go ballistic if she knew I was talking to you! You have to give me your autograph!"
Ms Liberty arched an eyebrow when the overly eager catgirl pressed herself against the energy wall separating the two of them. "Right. Just cooperate and I will give you my autograph and we will see about letting you go," Ms Liberty said while shaking her head. "Alright!" Jeremy said ecstatically, "Wait till everyone at home hears this! Ms Liberty comes to see me in person! Jennifer will.. will..." Jeremy's cat ears drooped considerably as she dropped down on her butt and put her head in her hands. Ms. Liberty looked at her strangely, "Is something wrong?"
"...Yes. Tell me why you are here and I will do.. whatever.." Jeremy sighed.
"The police weren't happy with your answers. They figured some super powered influence might get you to talk. Mynx would have been a good fit, but she wasn't available. Synapse offered, but he would have tried to take you out to dinner before questioning you. It was decided talking woman to woman was best anyway... so here I am."
"Heh.. woman to woman."
"Something you find amusing?"
"Amusing isn't the word I would use. I know the breasts are impressive, but they are new. You don't happen to be a lesbian, do you? We could go out some time."
"......."
Jeremy put her arms over her head, "I'm sorry! Don't get Statesman to smite me!"
"..Let's just start at the top. What is your name Miss..?"
"I don't know.. Miss Kitty? Mew Mew The Magnificent? My old name isn't good anymore," she let out a mewling type sigh, "Just call me Mew.. or something."
"Alright, 'Mew'. Why isn't your old name any good?"
"I.. I am supposed to be dead. I shoved my best friend out of the way of a car which proceeded to smash me through a wall. I was chosen for God knows what reason and was stuffed into this body. Some stupid sounding voice talked to me in a black void then dumped me several stories above a dumpster in Galaxy City. I'm sure you can go see the imprint of my face in the metal for yourself."
"I'll make sure to go and do that. This is what the police already told me. Are you sure you have nothing to add?"
"Ugh, are you people deaf? I don't know!"
"Watch your tone..."
"Oh I'm soooo sorry!" Mew said sarcastically while getting to her feet, "My life as I once knew it is over. My friends and family all think I am dead. I just started high school too!" Mew paced around her cell frantically, "I never told Jennifer that I loved her before I got ran over. Oh, and I have boobs now too!" She gripped her own breasts for emphasis. "I'm so sorry if my tone isn't to your liking! I'll try to have a nervous break down when it is convenient for you!"
"I'm.. sorry. I had no idea."
Mew took a deep breath to stop herself from shaking, "It's alright. I guess I should be glad I'm just not dead at this point."
"Tell you what. Agree to become a hero of the city and I will see about getting you set free. We can probably get you a place to stay and finish your education. How does that sound?"
"Are you kidding me? That sounds great! I've wanted to be a hero all my life! I've never even seen someone with super powers where I grew up. This.. is incredible! How do you know you can trust me..?"
"We've had psychics and M.A.G.I. watching you like hawks since we brought you in. If we thought you were trying to harm anyone you would already be gone."
"...Oh..."
Seems little Mew's luck is changing. A life long dream come true. To bad she had to give up so much to get it.
Can't break an omelet without making a few eggs though, right?
Er.. wait..
Episode 6 - Mew's Day In
"Mew" seems to be well on her way to attaining a life long dream, but at what price? Does being a hero really mean a thing if you have lost everything to be one?
For her sake, I certainly hope so.
We join Mew laying face down on a bed wearing nothing but a pair of boxers with teddy bears printed on them. She is in the process of scribbling into blank leather-bound notebook.
[ QUOTE ]
Dear Diary,
It feels kind of weird writing that, but I guess It isn't to girly now that I AM a girl. Whatever. I'm
not one to do this kind of thing, but I feel like I am going to burst into a million pieces if I don't
do something. I don't know. Maybe this will find its way to someone I used to know.
.
Where do I begin? My name is, or was, Jeremy. I shoved my best friend out of the way of a car
and got ran over. I died, but now I am alive again as a girl. A catgirl at that. I've mitigated some
of the damage by cutting my hair shorter, but there is nothing I can do about being adorable. At least I don't have big breasts. I don't think I could have survived that.
.
That isn't even the worst of it. I've been dropped into Paragon City, nexus for supers and everything weird in the entire world. I was arrested for performing heroics without a license!
Then I was prodded by idiots in a lab. I was threatened for identification. I used to dream of coming here, but this place is a freaking madhouse! At least I was offered a good deal. In return
for service to the city I get an identity, food, cloths, and a roof over my head. I'm told I don't need the food, but I haven't tested that theory yet. At least the apartment is nice.
.
That brings me to the last bit of bad news. It has been two years since I 'died'. The day I fell into
Paragon was exactly three years since the day I was killed.. I wanted to get in touch with everyone, but it has been three years. They think I am long gone. I can't just call out of the blue. I could never do that to my parents. What about Jennifer? I can't help wondering what she has done without me. Is she happy now? Has she moved on? I want to tell them, but I don't know if I
should. Would they want me back like this?
.
I'm not sure what to do now. The idea of being a hero was exciting, but reality has a pretty mean
left hook. I don't know if I want to laugh or cry. I just wish I could go out and do something to
get my mind off of this. Being stuck here just thinking about it is the worst kind of torture I can imagine.
[/ QUOTE ]
Ugh, how sappy can you get? Boohoo! Poor me! I've been granted unimaginable power, but I miss my mommy and my girlfriend! Oh I hope she isn't strait! What will I do? I hope I don't have to start liking boys! ICKY!
"Ahh!" Mew squealed while tumbling off her bed in surprise. She sat up slowly and looked around for the source of the mysterious voice. Of course there was none. Not one that could be seen at any rate. Mew let out a slight growl and climbed to her feet.
"You!"
Yes, me! Your friendly neighborhood disembodied voice.
"Ugh.. are you going to be of some use this time or are you here to taunt me?"
Believe it or not I AM going to be useful this time. Neat huh? First you might want to put something on.
"..Huh?"
I love the boxer shorts, but as a girl you might want to start wearing just a BIT more than that.
Mew looked down at her boxers, the only thing she had on at the moment. She let out a squeak before grabbing a pillow off the bed and pressing it tightly to her chest. She blushed while looking angrily up at the ceiling.
You know, that is quite a feat. Blushing when you don't have blood.
"Sh.. SHUT UP!"
Oh relax. It isn't anything I haven't seen before.
"Aren't you just a voice though? How-"
That.. isn't important right now! I've come here to tell you about your powers! I'm sure by now you have noticed the advantages of your new body. That thing you are in is being held together by your own personal energy. Harsh physical interaction can deplete whatever energy you have invested into your body. You won't look injured, but you will have a sense of fatigue.
"Like when I landed on the dumpster? I felt so weak. I couldn't even sit up for a while."
Exactly, if you deplete to much you won't be able to move. Your body is wired to feed off of your spirit and ambient energy rather than the intake of food like a normal person. That is where the energy comes from. Neat, huh?
"Uh.. yeah. Awesome. Didn't we cover all this before you dropped me on a dumpster? Is there anything else?"
Oh yes. What good is a warrior that can't kick [censored]? You have access to a weapon. It will be a manifestation of your will. Just think about forming it and it will come to you. It is part of the whole spiritually aware thing you have going on now. It is a package deal.
"..Nifty. Any idea what this weapon will be?"
No clue!
"Well that streak of helpfulness didn't last long. You couldn't have told me sooner, why?"
Oh.. communication issues. You know you have been dead for three years, right? I was supposed to tell you that too.
Episode 7 - What a crappy Christmas
A month..
That is how long it had been. It was Christmas now, but Paragon didn't seem to sleep even for that. Everything was still up and running. That included the tram, which she was riding to take advantage of one of her only Christmas presents. A free session with Serge at Icon.. whatever that meant.
The whole process was taking longer than she thought. Get written into legal existence.. get registered.. then fight crime by next Thursday! That had been the plan. She was a legal citizen of Paragon City now, but she still wasn't a hero. Apparently it wasn't easy to get someone who was dead and under aged a heroic license. It was even harder when there was no legal guardian to give the OK. Jeremy looked down at her ID. Mew.. female. It was strange seeing female printed on the little rectangle of plastic. She ran her thumb over the small picture in the corner before putting it away. She got off her seat when the tram screeched to a halt only moments later.
Upon exiting the monorail station, Jeremy was greeted by Steel Canyon. "Wow.. I wonder how long it took to build that many skyscrapers," she mumbled, seeing the building filled skyline. She spotted a man with dark slicked back hair and a goatee reading a newspaper not far from the tram. Jeremy jogged over to him, but he spoke first after only a brief look at her.
"Sorry.. can't help you. I haven't gotten any word that you would be coming to me."
"What..?" Jeremy looked up at him quizzically.
"I'm sorry, kid, that is just how it works," he shrugged, "I can't help you without authorization. I would get in a lot of trouble for giving work out to every Tom, Dick, and Harry."
"I just want directions!"
He flushed in embarrassment, "Oh! I thought you were a hero. Where do you need to go?"
"I am a hero! I mean.. I will be.. I mean.. do you know how I can get to Icon?"
"Northwest corner. You can't miss it."
She looked in the direction indicated and gave a small groan, "All that way?"
"Yep.. Better start hoofing it."
"Ugh.. Well thanks.
She headed to the sidewalk and started down the street. He watched her walk away then shook his head before going back to his newspaper, "Damn newbies."
After a few minutes, Jeremy found herself on the long stretch going from the north to the south of Steel Canyon. "Lots of bus stops.. but no busses," she grumbled to herself. Just her luck.. why couldn't they have given her the ability to fly? She shook her head a bit. Paragon probably required a license for that as well. Her train of thought was interrupted by a hunk of ice shooting past her. Jeremy slowly turned her head toward an alley containing what could only be described as thugs. Vicious thugs. "Wait.. I recognize you guys. You're supposed to be Outcasts.. right?" she inquired. "Yeah, and I believe you are what is called a hero," one said as rock crept over his body. Very vicious.
"Er.. I'm not a hero.."
"Looking like that?" another scoffed as fire started to swirl around his palm
Horribly vicious.
"Aw be nice to the kitty, guys, or she might run away!"
"Here kitty kitty kitty. We promise to play nice."
Unbelievably vicious.
It was about then Jeremy realized that reading about this kind of thing and actually experiencing it were two completely different things. Without another word, she took off running down the street. The outcasts charged after her, but they chased for only a short distance. She was on another street entirely by the time she realized she wasn't being chased. She looked back at the way she came and sighed, "Well that was fun." Wait a second. She had run full speed all that way, but she wasn't even breathing hard. She took in a deep breath as a test. She felt like she could run a whole marathon without being winded. Then something occurred to her. Did she even need to breath anymore...? That voice has said she didn't, but..
"Eh.. some questions are best left for the sages.."
After much more running, Jeremy found herself staring at the door to Icon. She looked over the brilliantly dressed mannequins on display in the window before stepping inside. "Ahh! About time! Our guest has finally arrived!" a well dressed man cried the moment Jeremy was inside, "Mew isn't it?" Before she could reply she was grabbed by the arm and dragged to a counter at the far end of the store. Jeremy wrestled her arm from him, "Who the hell are you?" The man looked aghast by this question.
"How.. rude. I am hurt you don't already know who I am!"
"...Sorry?"
He waved dismissively and went behind the counter to type at a computer, "No matter. No matter. I am Serge. I am an expert on heroic fashion. Best in the world!" Jeremy looked over her shoulder at the various mannequins lining the walls of the pristine looking store known as Icon. Each was dressed in a costume any hero would be proud to wear while kicking [censored]. "You should be flattered," Serge continued, "My services aren't cheap. Somebody must like you to pay for all this. With a cutie like you I am not surprised." Jeremy blushed slightly at the complement, but she kept her mouth shut. She doubted Serge knew how that stung.
"This is great and all, but I already have a costume.. sorta."
"That old rag you dropped in here with? No no no."
Old rag? I came up with that myself...
"There are just a few things we need before we begin."
Jeremy's large feline ears raised up, "Like..?"
"Just a little bit about yourself, and some measurements. Your outfit must fit your body and personality! A good costume is a bold statement about who you are!"
"That makes sense.."
"Of course it does. Let's begin."
Serge clapped his hands, and a moment later Jeremy was being dragged into the back by a woman with a long tape measure. Serge followed with a PDA in hand. Jeremy squawked and complained as she was undressed in preparation to take her measurements. Serge recorded each measurement as it was taken.
"Alright," Serge began, "Tell me a bit about yourself."
"Like..?"
"Hmm.. What is it like being a cat girl?"
"Uh.. ok.. I guess? I haven't been this way for long. I already hate being a girl. The tail takes getting used to. It is annoying getting it through holes in my cloths. I could do without the stripes all over my body to. They cover everything. My face, my legs, my-"
"I can see exactly what they cover from here, dear."
"Oh I swear to GOD you better be [censored] or.. AAHH! Tell her to be careful where she puts that tape measure!"
"Oh I'm almost done, sir!" The woman taking the measurements said, smiling innocently at Serge. Serge arched a brow a bit before continuing.
"Will you require any protective measures with your fashion during your duties?"
"...Buh?"
Serge sighed, "Bullets, knives, explosions, energy blasts, electricity! Would any of these pose significant risk to you? Do I need to supply you with something from our protective wear?"
"Uh.. I got shot, but it only stung a bit. I don't think I have any internal organs to worry about injuring anymore.."
"Perfect! This will make this so much fun! I love design freedom. I actually already have a great idea for you. This way!"
She was dragged along yet again. Serge stopped at a computer next to some machinery and fed the measurements to it directly from the PDA. His assistant busied herself with putting a roll of material onto the machine. "You know," Jeremy started, "As much as I love standing here in my underwear, could I put something on while you are working?" Serge waved her off, "We will have something in a moment. By the way, the boxer shorts need to go. " The woman helping Serge gave him a quick salute and took Jeremy into a dressing room.
"H.. hey. Shouldn't we get to know each other better before we do this? I mean you haven't even taken me out to dinner first!" Jeremy squeaked.
"Oh don't be silly! Now give me those shorts! Hey sir! She does have stripes on her butt!"
"S..stop! Help! Police! Minor in trouble!"
Serge mulled over his decision before making the final selection and bringing the machinery to life. The machine hummed softly and took in the material placed on it. In almost no time at all a lump of assembled material was spat out the other end. Serge took the bits of cloth over to the dressing room and opened the door just enough to slip them inside. Jeremy whimpered a bit, "Isn't that a little.. skimpy?" The assistant gave of a little laugh and stuffed the complaining cat girl into the outfit. "You should be happy! Serge designed this one personally!" the assistant declared. Jeremy was violently shoved out of the dressing room only to be stuffed into a jacket by Serge.
"Perfect!" Paragon's number one fashion expert exclaimed before driving the cat girl over to the mirror.
"Glad you think so.."
"Black monotone isn't for everyone, but it works for YOU, dear."
The upper half of her costume didn't leave much to the imagination. Her top had a crescent moon over the chest. The pants started black at the top and quickly faded into white. At least the full mask was nice. Jeremy always thought heroes looked better with full masks.
"Hmm, needs some accessories, and I need to get you some boots," Serge mumbled before wandering off.
"Is showing this much skin truly necessary?"
"You've got it. You need to flaunt it!"
"I don't want to flaunt it!"
"It is your own fault! It suits your haircut well. I like it."
"Oh.. thanks.. I.. think. I cut it myself. Strait across wasn't that hard.."
Serge put a spiked collar around Jeremy's neck and handed her a pair of black folded over gloves. "These should be your size," Serge put down a pair of white boots, "All I had were folded boots. You can come back some other time if you aren't happy with them." Jeremy slipped them on and held out a foot to look at them. "I don't know. I kind of like folded," She shrugged.
"Wait a second!" She turned and glared up at Serge.
"Hmm?"
"I don't want to go around looking like a [censored]!"
"A [censored]? I could say you look like many things, but a [censored] is not one of them. Come here," Serge guided her to a mirror and held her in place, "Do you look like a [censored]?"
"Well.. no, but I feel like one."
"Why is that?"
"I'm.. I don't want to be like this."
"What? Powerful? Sexy?"
"A girl!" Jeremy shouted and pulled away from Serge. Serge let out a small sigh, "I can do many things, but that isn't something I can fix. Let's get you dressed and you can go home. Think it over. If you are still unhappy I will make you another costume." She stared at Serge for a long moment before giving a slight nod.
"I guess it is just something I will have to get used to."
"Look at it this way. The bottoms are designed with a tail in mind! No shoddily cut holes to stuff it through."
"Heh.. yeah.."
Poor thing. I guess not every Christmas can be a happy one. Nothing is ever ALL bad though. Let's skip a bit. "Mew" is dressed and almost back to the monorail. To bad things always get worse before they get better.
She could see the tram now, but the small distance seemed like an epic journey in her current state. She wished she could collapse in her bed right then and there, but she still had a ways to go after the monorail. She was so absorbed in her own want to sleep that she didn't even noticed a quartette of similarly dressed men preaching on the street corner. They looked like soldiers, and nobody on the mostly deserted street seemed interested in what they had to say. They all paused to watch the stripped catgirl walk past them on the sidewalk.
"Hmpf... another hero come to oppress us? The public will hear the truth some day!"
Jeremy stopped in her tracks and clenched a fist, "I'm not a hero.."
"Looking like that? How could you not be?"
"Yeah.. I get that a lot."
She turned around to see them pointing various firearms in her direction. Jeremy let out a low growl and slammed her fist into a nearby lamp post, putting an impressive dent in it and leaving a trace of electricity crackling around it. The soldiers took a step back. "Why don't you all leave me the [censored] alone! I'm not in the god damn mood!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Jeremy looked at the damage she had caused then looked at her own hand.
"Did I do that..?"
A grenade exploded at her feet not a second later and blew her back into the street. Jeremy didn't bother to get up. She remained perfectly still even as a muscular woman burst onto the scene and proceeded to beat the snot out of the goons. Nothing they did seemed to have an effect on her. Once they were taken care of she walked over to Jeremy and bent down to examine her. The catgirl's cloths were torn up, but she had no visible wounds.
"Hey.. You're crying! Are you alright?! The hospital isn't to far away."
Jeremy sniffled a bit and wiped her eyes, "I'm not hurt.. I just.. I just.. Jennifer? Is that you?"
"How did you know my name..?"
"Oh god! I'm so happy to see you!" Jeremy wrapped her arms around Jennifer and started to sobbed into her tights.
Nice work. I can already tell you that the disembodied voice is my favorite. 
Yes.. she is back.. now with extra italic talking power!
Episode 8- Everybody Needs a Good Origin Story 2
"I just.. can't believe... My God.. it is really you in there," Jennifer said, gaping at Jeremy.
Jeremy smiled weakly at her, "Yeah, it's me."
"Sorry for.. almost pounding the snot out of you. I thought you were pulling a sick joke."
Convincing Jennifer hadn't been all that hard, but it had been terrifying. They were the best of friends so thinking of something to convince her hadn't been hard. After Jennifer finished freaking out they had headed back to Jeremy's place because of the shorter distance. Jeremy laid back on her bed with a sigh and stared up at the ceiling. Jennifer sat down on the edge of the bed, "Are you sure you're fine? You took a pretty nasty hit.."
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm tougher than I look, apparently. I should show you the dumpster I nearly cut in half with my face."
"Your.. face?"
"Nothing," Jeremy said as she sat back up, "I've been meaning to ask.. how did you get so.. big?'
"It's been years! I can grow a little can't I?"
"A little?! Your.. gigantic! I don't remember you being an Amazon!"
"Look who is talking. I don't remember you being a cute shrimpy cat thing."
Jeremy blushed, crossed her arms over her chest and gave out a huff. Her friend stared at this for a moment before bursting out laughing. Jeremy growled softly and grabbed a pillow and hurled it at her friend, "What is so funny?!" Jennifer squealed and swatted the pillow away before it hit her in the face.
"Ha ha! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I just.. Your face!"
"What about my face!"
I think what the lady means is you look cute when you are angry. Fairly ridiculous as well. Puff your cheeks out again. It was adorable!
Jennifer got off the edge of the bed and looked around, "Did you hear that..?"
"Huh.. You mean you can hear her too?"
Jennifer cocked her head just a bit, "Her?"
"Well.. it sounds like a her," Jeremy shrugged
I believe she meant that as "who the hell are you talking about?" Oi.. why couldn't have someone smarter gotten ran over?
"Jennifer, meet my idiot liaison," Jeremy growled , "Idiot liaison, meet Jennifer."
A pleasure to meet you!
"...Likewise," Jennifer said as she jerked her head around.
Mmm.. have your hot girlfriend here huh? Must have missed each other after so long. Don't mind me.. go ahead and continue what you were doing. Bow chika wow wow! Jeremy jumped to her feet on the bed and pointed at the ceiling, "Shut up! What do you want?" Jennifer, unsure of what to do, sat back down on the bed with a furious blush on her cheeks. Jeremy looked down at her and decided to sit as well. Calm now? The two of them looked at each other then nodded. Good. You mortals sure are jumpy, did you know that? You wonder why the supernatural doesn't answer your calls more often. Most of you jump right out of your skin when.. Jeremy cleared her throat.
Oh! Right! The point. I'm not here for any special reason. I just felt like checking in on you two love birds. Glad you finally have a friend. You've been moping around constantly until she showed up. Very depressing.
It was Jeremy's turn to blush this time, "Could you please not call us.."
"Could one of you PLEASE fill me in? What is going on?"
Sorry. Well, long story short. Your boyfriend.. girlfriend.. whatever.. got ran over. Someone got the bright idea to put him to use while he is waiting for the afterlife to actually be ready for him. Cram him into just over five feet of kitty girl goodness and set him free on the world!
"Are you.. a message from God..?" Jennifer's eyes grew as big as saucers when she asked the question.
Haha! Oh wow. No, nothing like that. A supreme being of all existence wouldn't have a plan as stupid as this. Not that I have ever even spoken to such a thing.. but come on. You'd think we would at LEAST pick someone that is lucky. On that note, let me add that it was a valiant effort on his part. If he hadn't saved you, you wouldn't have lived long enough to get your powers! You adorable little mutant you! That is what they call you down there.. right? Mutants?
Jeremy looked over at Jennifer with her ears perked, "Mutant..?" Jennifer looked back and bit her lip before giving a nod. Too bad you got turned into street pizza.. you should have seen it! Girly girl over there went berSERK after seeing you hit. Practically tore the car in half. Jeremy stared blankly at Jennifer, who took a moment to collect herself before explaining, "What was I supposed to do? You got killed before my eyes. I don't know.. I just felt this.. rage.. I snapped and next thing I knew I was tearing into the car trying to get at the guy who killed you. Turns out he was running from the police because of a robbery. Since then I've grown a few inches and have these." Jennifer flexed an impressive bicep, "I didn't even work out."
Jeremy poked her friend's arm and smirked, "Well.. I think you look good." Jennifer put her arm down and blushed. Jeremy looked away. Stupid stupid stupid! Jeremy wanted to hit herself. Why did she go and do that? "Thanks," Jennifer said timidly. Jeremy let out a sigh of relief.
"So.. you became a hero..?"
"Yes. Why not? I'm bullet proof and I can rip cars in half. Besides, I remembered you always wished you could become a hero..."
"Oh.."
"Well.. you are one now too right? We could go on patrol together!" Jennifer chirped.
"Not yet. There is a lot of red tape. I'm told I can start soon though. Then there is school.."
"School? Oh.. right.. when you died we had just started high school," Jennifer bit her lip. Jeremy let out a sigh. Jennifer was probably finished with school. "Well," Jennifer started, "If you ever need any help just ask. I know things can't be easy. All I did was put on a few muscles. You.."
Yeah, speaking of that, I want you to look after Mew Pants here for me. As a spooky voice in people's heads there isn't much I can do except make sarcastic remarks. She needs a friend. The poor thing was going to pop before you showed up. Show her the ropes of being a hero and a girl while you are at it and you will have my thanks.
Jeremy looked up at the ceiling, "..What do you mean by that last part..?"
You know.. thanks.. show of appreciation for a favor or good deed?
"Not.. that," the catgirl grumbled.
Oooh.. well you are a girl now, Miss Princess Pretty Poofy Pants! You are better off getting used to it.
"There is nothing I need to know.. and I don't want to know the rest."
"Well, actually," Jennifer interrupted, "I saw the costume in your bag. You will need proper support in that thing.. and you need to know how not to fall out of it. Serge should be slapped for that top. Oh! And you aren't wearing a bra. Guys can tell that from a mile away. You. will. need. a. bra. Then there are other girl problems we need to discuss."
"I'm.. I'm not hearing this!" Jeremy got off the bed and started to walk out of the room as fast as she could, "I can't hear you! I'm leaving! I'm leaving and I can't hear you!"
...That went well, don't you think?
Jennifer put her head in her hand, "Oh shut up."
Aw. She's so cute!
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
Anything that's half cat is gonna be cute...
>.>
<.<
Uh... not that I'm like that... *looks over shoulder in nervous manner*
I told her that outfit looked cute, but she wanted pale, white skin too.
*slips Miss Mew a peppermint* >_>/# 0.o?
Dungeoncleaners! (ID#125715): Slay the Adventurers! Rescue the Monsters! Return the Treasure!
Peppermint Cat-- Lv50 Mewtant Ice/Eng Bls
Can I have a peppermint?
(coughbumpcough)
>.>
Good story, I can't wait to see where it's going.
Miss Mew is permanently discontinued.
If people want the emo blogging livejournal attention [censored] gone then fine with me.
Sorry guys. I know some of you were looking forward to this, and I was looking forward to writing it. However, certain people's behavior toward me on the boards has gotten out of hand. I'll name no names, but I will say I have stalkers and those who won't hesitate to do whatever they can to make me miserable. I can't say if I will keep playing the game itself. Being connected to so many great people through the boards was part of what made the game fun, but it appears there are plenty of not so great people as well.
Apologies to Outrage. You didn't do anything. You just made me realize I can't keep doing this. Certain posters will have to find another high profile punching bag to sink their teeth into. Hopefully they can handle the abuse better than me.
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I didn't post earlier, 'cause I don't usually post in story threads.
Why I'm posting now? To voice my disappointment with people who decided to insult you so much as to make you stop writing Miss Mew.
It's a sad day when someone loses the will to write publicly due to people who have nothing better to do than make themselves look better by hurting others.
Shameful.
But... but... but......... but....
*sigh* Man... If they wanna make fun of stories like this I suggest that they take a look at Ranma 1/2, Your & My Secret, and EGScomics.com and think again. That really sucks...
Well, do what you think you gotta do, but I gotta say that I'm dissapointed.
It isn't this story that was being mad fun of. It is behavior toward ME specifically.
[[Wow, an interesting story with the Fourth Wall broken! Or nearly. Pretty cool, keep it up!]]
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It isn't this story that was being mad fun of. It is behavior toward ME specifically.
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Ah... well... >.> My point still stands... I guess...
In any case, that sucks...
Finally writing Miss Mew again.
This thread will be devoted to short stories based around my character Miss Mew(located on Infinity). For those that read and enjoyed this before.. Thank you! Sadly I don't have anything new for you QUITE yet. Well, I did retcon her powers(and changed her from pasty white to an actual skin tone), but the story wasn't far enough along to need any real modification. Just a few details that reference her powers are changed. I have my reasons for this. One being that the old power sets didn't inspire me to play her. The other is I was dissatisfied with the explanation for the sword. I was going to far in saying how it didn't hurt people.. when I should have just found another powerset. These factors led to a retcon. This way I will hopefully update it because I am PLAYING the character.
For those just joining.. SHAME ON JOO! Why didn't you read before?
Going back over these made me realize how.. bad they are. Some thoughts feel incomplete. Certain dialog feels stupid now. I hope someone enjoys it though.