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:33 < looks like weve got a real mystery on our hands!
:33 < just the kind of case that calls fur...
:33 < *suddenly the purrson who stands befur you is no longer nepeta leijon*
:33 < *who is this mysterious purrson in the stark cloak and sleuthing cap*
:33 < *could it be???*
:33 < *yes! its none other than…*

The Great Catsby
and the
Case of the Mysterious Mr. Smiley

Since the expulsion of the notorious Jack Noir from the Tranquility, the precocious lady detective had settled into the lull of an ordinary life of space ships, demons, and hallucinogenic gas. Nope, nothing out of the ordinary there!

But amidst all the the trials of every day life, something else lurked in the shadows. Watching. Waiting. A mysterious force only known as :). For more practical purposes, The Great Catsby referred to him as Mr. Smiley in her mind.

The whole ship was rocked by Mr. Smiley's unnerving appearance. Fear crept up the spines of many. A sense of rebellion was sparked in the hearts of the bold. There were those on board the ship that had taken down dark kings, those who fought against forces that other passengers could never fathom, and all aboard had very good reason to be wary. And yet... power and intimidation was not an immediate mark for malevolence. Derse dreamers knew this well. The creatures in the Furthest Ring had whispered to them in their sleep. They would stare down at the dreamers and the dead from the infinite space outside any universe. Despite their terrifying appearance, their whispers were not threats, but requests for help. Some players even considered these Outer Gods to be benevolent.

Or so said Ms. Leijon, an informant of the Great Catsby.

However, being a proper detective, the Catsby would need some hard evidence to confirm that Mr. Smiley was indeed something similar to the Horrorterrors of the Furthest Ring or if it was something far worse.

It was time for her to summon a team that could take on the unknown. They gathered in a secret room in the Tranquility. Not even Mr. Smiley knew where it was. That's how secret it is.

"I've picked apart the list," said SH, sipping his formaldehyde, "and I am very offended that I didn't make the cut. What ever happened to standards?"

"Here here," agreed Sherlock Holmes. Somewhere aboard the ship, Mr. Watson was having a migraine.

"The more you anger it, the more you jeopardize the rest of us," growled Thor. Neither Mr. Holmes nor SH seemed that concerned about angering such a mighty and valuable warrior, a sadly common folly in the sleuthing profession. Catsby herself sat and the head of the table and hushed the two detective types.

However, tensions did not diminish. Magneto paced along the table. "Which is why we need now more than ever to prepare ourselves for an inevitable conflict," he said.

"And who do you propose to lead? You?" interjected Robb Stark Lord of Winterfell.

"Obvviously not," scoffed Eridan. "I'm the one wwith all the tactical military knowledge!"

Robb's frown deepened. "That's hardly the same thing as having battlefield experience."

"Hey havve you evver shot a fuckin angel? Because I havve. I'vve slayed like a hundred of those things and let me tell you they are fuckin fast and angry as hell wwhen you start shooting at them."

"Were they angry before or after you started hunting them?" Bran asked. Eridan ignored the very valid question.

"Like I was sayin I'vve got strategy and experience killin mysterious and powerful creatures. Also a king."

Eridan continued to relay his exploits. Though he was certainly qualified, everyone simultaneously agreed that he wasn't leadership material and started ignoring him as soon as he started talking about how no one came to visit him on LOWAA even though he knew that everyone was afraid of all those angels he kept making angry it's not that they didn't want to hang out it's that they really didn't want to go to a place where things could kill you in the blink of an eye.

"If only we could summon the sideways sixty-nine," said Mr. S. By now no one was in the mood to solve his Weird Puzzle Shit. Too bad. His was the most logical suggestion by far.

The bickering around the room escalated. Catsby could see that a fracture was inevitable among the group unless she stepped in.

"Enough," she said firmly. "I've summoned everyone here because you all have vast powers on your own, but together? Anything is possible. But that's only if you quit bickering long enough to get organized! The choice of leader is obvious."

A smile graced her lips as she pointed to the obvious choice.




(To be continued...)



:33 < im purracticing cliffhangers, h33h33!
:33 < youll just have to wait fur the next installment to s33 who the leader will be ;33
:33 < i actually wrote most of this befur mr. smiley shared his own literary tastes
:33 < now i wonder if i should try writing him a poem
:33 < or teach him how to roleplay!
:33 < hmmm while im here i may as well give a little guide fur everyone

:33 < actually its not that hard, it just takes some purractice
:33 < furst you gotta make up a character
:33 < my favfurite is actually a two-mouthed cat like my lusus was
:33 < i just call her "ac" since that was the abbreviation fur my trollian handle
:33 < but you can name your character anything you want! character pawsibilities are as limitless as your imagination
:33 < anyway all you have to do is purrtend to be them
:33 < you talk like them and you write out their actions if youre roleplaying online
:33 < fur example if i was playing as my kitty i would say
:33 < *ac saunters into her cave, satisfied from her hunt, and curls up fur a nice catnap*
:33 < *what a nice day, she yawns*
:33 < you dont have to announce who you are in every line
:33 < and you definitely dont point out that youre purrtending
:33 < thats a bit of an rping no no :PP
:33 < really its just about having fun!
:33 < annddd there isnt much more to it, but if anyone has questions i can always answer
:33 < my rp buddies arent here and most people on board dont s33m to really... GET roleplay
:33 < hopefully thisll spur more people to join in on the fun!

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[northerner]

[ as per usual, robb only understands about half of this. oh nepeta, he doesn't speak your language. ]

I'm glad you've put my cloak to good use.

[purrfectlycute]

[ ROBB WILL LEARN ]

Oh yes! It makes fur a really neat costume! Kinda reminds me of all the outfits I made out of pelts back on my home world, except I don't have to clean any blood off this one befur I play with it. I just wish I had something nice to give you in return.

[syllogism]

Might I ask what is it that the King of the North thinks of his portrayal for the first part of this story?

[goingsilent]

The Master Thief had long since come to realize that the Great Catsby was the kind to leave a girl hanging. People on the right side of the law were funny that way. Alone in her secret lair, the Master Thief considered whether it was possible to steal the resolution to a cliffhanger before it had even been written.

If she could manage it, she thought, she would truly live up to her title.

[purrfectlycute]

:33 < *catsbys super sleuthing senses detect a nefarious plot in the air*
:33 < *she isnt quite sure the intricacies of said plot, but she has a suspicion that the notorious master thief is up to something*
:33 < *she makes sure to secure her detective office with all sorts of tricky locks*
:33 < *lets s33 the thief get past THIS*

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[swagneto]

I don't have a proper response to this.

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[swagneto]

How long do I have to wait to find out?

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[alwaysagit]

[What.Is this drivel.]

Miss Leijon. Do you honestly have nothing better to do with your time?

[Even if this is preferable to her pouncing on him for amusement.]

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[purrfectlycute]

[ It is glorious and Snape is fortunate he was not featured in her fanfiction. Nepeta doesn't seem too put off by Snape's tone. ]

Nope! I don't have any paints or art supplies, so I'm just having fun with writing fur now.

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[51stcentury]

[SMIRK] Not a bad depiction of Eridan, there.

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[purrfectlycute]

[ she giggles ]

Thanks! Pretty accurate if I do say so myself.

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[tumbleweeds]

[ Oh this is... really cute. ]

This is much better than poetry.

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[purrfectlycute]

[ Nepeta grins, flushing green at the compliment. ]

You really think so? I dunno, Mr. Smiley's stuff was pretty good! Spooky, but very well-written. But I'm glad you enjoyed it all the same!

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[stimulations]

You have quite a way with words. Very entertaining.

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[purrfectlycute]

[ She decides to leave the video on, offering a friendly grin. May as well start letting people get accustomed to how she looks now (lest any other "misunderstandings" occur). ]

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it! I'm still a little new to writing full stories. Befur I mostly stuck to roleplaying and drawing, but without art supplies I had to move on to something else. Hopefully I'm impurroving!

NOT HERE.

[spider]

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Anon Text.

[spider]

You are very talented, Nepeta. I'm shaking in my seat, so very excited for the next installment! Cliffhangers can be the worst!

S

[Cliffhangers—he would know.]

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[saint_kitten]

Nepeta?!

Oh, it's refreshing to see your cat puns, darling. I thought you'd left, too.

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[purrfectlycute]

[ GASP! ]

KITTEN!!!

[ she hardly ever yells this loud but she's so excited she has to suppress a scream. ]

No no, I haven't gone anywhere! Admittedly I've been a little reclusive lately–– oh, but it's so nice to hear from you again!

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[yardbird]

Interesting.









You plan on finishing it?

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[purrfectlycute]

:33 < i do!
:33 < itll purrobably be a little while though since i have to gather my thoughts and plot out the next part
:33 < hopefully nothing disastrous will happen again in the near future
:33 < thatd REALLY delay things

[uncodlyawwesome]

wwoww ok firstly i dont sound like that at all an secondly that is so fuckin in the past i dont evven givve a shit about nobody comin to lowwaa any more theres not evven a fuckin point in bringin that shit up an ANYWWAY its not like i wwouldnt havve been able to protect anyone wwho fuckin decided to be a good friend and showw up
but like i said
in the past
evven though you reely need to not fuckin break character like that wwhen youre wwritin its a rookie mistake nobody puts their non character specific thoughts into their prose jeeze
[HE SAYS AS WE GET SOME FUCKING META UP IN HERE]

anwyay fuck it dont listen to that ugly dumb dont you havve anythin better to do guy hes a piece a fuckin shit alwways bringin people dowwn
also dont talk to jack about me unless its a glowwin fuckin revview
thats the least you can do for me




anywway other than that pretty good nep like probably a 3 out a 5 on the wwriterly scorecard

[51stcentury]

Well, I wouldn't call this a glowing review exactly, but she did say that you were qualified, didn't she? I can see it. [Hopefully a little ego-stroking will soothe your ruffled feathers there, Eridan]

[And then, against his better judgment] What does she mean, though, about the angels and "LOWAA"?

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[shoyu]

[ dear god it took him ages to work through the bits with the strange 'emoticons' at the beginning, but ]

Quite the thrilling read! I do hope the next installation isn't too far away.

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[purrfectlycute]

[ oh hai there I hope you were expecting that story to have been written by a thirteen year old troll girl with vaguely catlike features. ]

Thank you! I purromise I won't keep people waiting too long. As long as nothing dramatic happens fur a while, the next chapter will be my main objective!

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[andblockbuster]

[Oh my God.

No, Topher. You are a scientist. You are a morally ambiguous scientist who has probably never had a stash of bad Gundam Wing genfic on your computer- who cares, you were sixteen and it could've been worse- and how do you even respond to this???

Oh right, by being condescending, but in the good way!]

Awww. It's so nice that we're actually gonna have a record of how it all went down when the ship inevitably eats us and spits out our bones.

[HE TRIED. THE POINT IS

HE MEANS IT IN A NICE WAY.]

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[purrfectlycute]

[ TOPHER YOU'RE IN LUCK BECAUSE THIS IS THE TROLL THAT'S ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE TO OFFEND. This isn't the first time someone has condescended her. At least Topher hasn't accused her of having a developmental disorder yet :||

In response, she just laughs, taking it as some dark sense of humor. ]

Well I certainly hope that doesn't happen! Who would even read my stories if everyone was dead?

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[blondeandperky]

[ Well, that's very interesting indeed. Buffy can follow all this and while the technique could use some work when she'd met Nepeta, she hadn't seemed to be very old. And the important thing is to keep practicing. ]

:33 < *Basil the rabbit cowers in the back of the cave.*
:33 < *He'd been sure that he'd be able to slip out before ac returned, but now he's scared that she will eat him.*
:33 < *Maybe if he's super quiet he can sneak out while she was sleeping.*
:33 < *He has to try. He starts hopping towards the entrance.*

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[purrfectlycute]

[ hey she's just glad for anyone willing to play along ]

:33 < *unfurtunately fur basil, ac is heading back home!*
:33 < *but she is full and satisfied from a previous kill so she has no n33d to hunt the hopcreature*
:33 < *i mean rabbit*
:33 < *she catches sight of basil but doesnt move to pounce*
:33 < *hello, she says in a calm, furiendly manner*
:33 < *who might you be?*

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[wolfdreamer]

[This takes several readings, and there seems to be danger in everything "smiley"-related, to be sure, but--still, Bran can't help but to smile at all of this. Nepeta why are you so awesome!]

Am I the Bran in your story? And Robb, my brother--I know that is him. You are very good at storytelling. You should have told me.

But--it isn't only a story, is it? It cannot truly be, not if the characters are people aboard this ship.

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[purrfectlycute]

[ No matter how many people compliment her stories, she's always going to get a green blush on her cheeks. ]

Heehee, thank you, I'm glad you liked it! Yep, that's both you and your brother in there. I tried to also fit Alayne in there but no matter what I tried, it always seemed like Eridan was going to end up talking over her.

[ She seems to ponder his last point. ]

Yes and no. You're right, it's not entirely fiction beclaws it features real people, and I do try to depict everyone fairly close to how they truly are. But in the stories, no one is limited by reality. They can do anything, be anything, and a happy ending is always a pawsibility fur everyone.

...Of course, I should probably start expurrimenting with genres. I have a tendency to never stray from a happy ending when I write, heehee.