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Catspat!
Mission:  Enter Hey Daze
Subtitle: The fur flies- written with Feena
By Feena and Catrina

Original Roleplay

Hi, everyone!

There's a little use of explicit language in this one, so you're fairly warned. It fits the context of the roleplay, though. Catrina and Feena are out to find the harp, and end up finding trouble instead!

There is a very nice 'twist' in this one.. and a throwdown that's outright fun. Catrina's warrior nature is well illustrated here, as well, and we get an instant feel for their opponents, who feel like actual characters and not just two nobodies picked for a random fight. Feena's playing a bit of a support role to Catrina in this one but still gets her moments to shine. Like a lot of early mission posts, it's a co write, and setting the trend later in the mission, both Feena and Catrina will shine in solo rp's later on.

But that's later.. for now, check out "The Fur Flies!"


Catrina glanced around the flea market. "Okay...If I were a lap harp where would I be hiding?"

Feena pressed her nose among some chests, digging into them occasionally. "My guess would be in someone's junk chests. Riko said four strings and most people would think it'd be missing strings."

Catrina nodded, beginning to dig in another chest, smirking at some of the stuff people asked you to pay good meat for these days.

"Find anything yet?" Feena prodded at a harp she spotted, almost the same as what Riko spoke of, but not quite right.

"Nothing worth...HEY!" Catrina growled as she was bumped into hard by another woman, nearly knocking her to the ground. "Watch where you're going idiot!"

"Cat, it probably was an accident, that bump." Feena stood up and looked over to her love. "No sense in insulting that person."

The woman was tall, muscular and was currently staring down Catrina, daring her to make the first move. “It's too late, bunny. You two furfags insulted me when you were born, let alone when you walked into the market.” Catrina growled, showing fang and claw, but held back- knowing that a violent move was just what this one wanted- a reason for a fight.

Feena twitched irately, drawing her wand almost instinctively. "Take that back, slimeball!"

Catrina reached out quickly, putting her paw on Feena's arm and lowering her wand. “No, hon. That's what she wants. Justification that we're nothing but animals that attack without thinking. In this case the first blow is the weakest position.”

The woman smirked at Feena. “Run along bunny- go find you some carrots or something while your bitch and I talk.”

Feena chuffed angrily, glaring at the large human.

Catrina growled. “Her name is Feena, and she answers only her own call.” By now she was in the woman's face. “Besides- I think you have bigger problems to worry about than where she is.”

The woman laughed. “From who? A mangy flea bitten bitch?”

Catrina's tail flicked angrily as she stared down the woman, a fire erupting in her eyes. She opened her mouth to make a stinging comment, but suddenly stumbled forward as someone landed on her back and started wailing on her head with her fists. “Don't worry Jazz! I got her!”

Feena growled loudly, bringing her wand back out. "For that discourtesy, you earn the disrespect of His Noodliness, the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Eat Cosmic Ray!" She lashes out at the two, sending a gatling burst of pure damage out this time.

The smaller attacker twisted on Catrina, thus putting her in the path of the ray. But that allowed Catrina to dive to the ground, landing on top of the woman and causing her to break away from her. "Az!" The large woman shouted- and immediately attacked Cat, just dodging Feena's rays.

Feena smirked and gestured with her wand. "You want more, you got it." She swished her wand, sending waves of hot and cold toward the smaller of the two,

Az saw the approaching ray and opened her mouth, singing a few bars of Cletus's Canticle of Celerity. She then easily dodged the beam, then moved quickly to Feena's side and grabbed her wand arm.

Catrina and Jazz were toe to toe in a manner that reminded Cat of her days in the pits. Both had grabbed hold of the other, so than now the only moves were trying to trip the other fighter up and gain a new advantage. Jazz growled at Catrina, but the time for words was long past.

No pirate would be so unprepared that she would be willingly disarmed, and Feena was just that. She looked to her right and threw a punch right at her foe glaring at the human holding her wrist.

Az saw the bunny fist coming, knowing she could not avoid it- she took the punch but as she fell back she pulled Feena along by her arm. As her butt hit the ground she planted her feet in Fina's gut and pushed off- sending her flying unceremoniously into a chest.

Feena crashed into the chest, sprawling out across it with a very heavy thud. Then came an even louder crash as it gave out beneath her.

Az stood, smirking as she watched Feena recover, readying herself for the next attack. "Did you say 'Flying Spaghetti Monster?'"

The bunny priestess stood up, an aura of something surrounding her. "Yes, and you will regret that strike." She rose and bounced back into combat, throwing a lance of divine energy at Az.

Az sang a tune- which turned out to be Brawnee's Anthem of Absorption. The Lance hit, but did little damage. “When did they start letting just anybody be a priestess in the Divine Noodliness?”

Her body shook with rage, an aura of the five elements spiraling out from around her body. The waves of elemental hurt grew slowly, building momentum as the grew more intense. Feena had only ever used this attack once before, but she seemed to be utterly pissed off far enough to do so again.

Az saw the attack form, and in the split second allotted her she decided. She knelt bowing her head before Feena..

The priestess looks down, her attack fading. "Have you decided to show me respect this time?"

"What disrespect have I shown? You attacked my sister- if I recall."

"After you attacked my companion. I merely struck to protect her, like you had your sister."

"No disrespect in that..."

Feena growled quietly. "Then call her off, there was no need to insult our kin. We are all the same deep within!"

Az stood and smirked, turning to watch the two fighters. They were still locked in combat, now rolling on the ground exchanging blows and claws when possible. “They both look like they're enjoying it. Besides- you ever try to stop your companion in a fight?”

"I have, and I will again. CATRINA! STAND DOWN!"

Catrina growled, panting "When...she does..." Az nodded at that. "Jazz? You want a repeat of what happened last month down South?" Jazz looked angrily at Cat- then shoved away from her. "Fine!" She sulked, while Cat licked her wounds.

Feena turned to the two of them. "I do apologize for the brawl, but we came searching for a harp. Neither of us meant offense, but as I spoke a moment ago, we are all the same, human and fur alike.

Az rolled her eyes. "Is THAT what this was about?" She walked over to Jazz, looking at her lovingly even as she smacked her across the head/ "What have I told you about being polite when we're in town?"

She rubbed her back softly, almost limping back to Catrina's side."Well, that could ve gone worse."

Catrina and Jazz exchanged a glance, perhaps more respectful than angry.

Az smirked at Feena. “Well...I make it a habit of trying to find out the names of the people my sister's tried to beat up. My name is Azure Wellstone, And that feminine Berserker is my sister, Jasmine.”

"Feena, Priestess of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and my friend is Catrina of the Whiteclaw Clan. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Az nodded. “Then you are of his Noodly Oneness! I fear I must apologize to you again. I thought you were just a run of the mill Pastamancer.”

"Far from a mere pastamancer, but still one as well too." The bunny smiled and offered a hand in friendship.

Azure accepted the hand...er paw. “I'm a minstrel by trade. My sister comes along with me as I travel, ostensibly to keep me safe but I think she just likes beating up the monsters while I watch. We had come to Seaside Town so I could purchase a new instrument. My last one was...damaged in a fight.”

"A most regrettable loss. We came searching for an instrument for a friend as well, quite a coincidence, isn't it?”

Azure's look soured. “Yes...but I'm afraid you won't have much luck. I 've picked through every chest here, all I found was this one harp that...well it was nice- but they guy didn't have the strings to replace the ones that were missing, so....”

Feena looked surprised. "M... May I see it?"

Azure nodded, then led Feena (with Cat and Jazz in tow) To one of the stalls. A quick dig and she came up with the harp.

"Th.... this is the one we were looking for!" She looked back to Catrina. "Quick, how many meat?"

Catrina took to the stage, as it were, and in moments had the shopkeeper teased down to a price they could agree to. The shopkeeper looked bemused as he presented the harp to Feena, then melted as Catrina gave his butt a grope for good measure, giggling as they left. "That really it? Doesn't look like much...."

"This is the one, matches perfectly as Riko described it."

Azure smiled. “Oh, your friend have spare strings? That's good.' She smirked at Cat and Jazz, who had started nudging each other back and forth as they walked. “Fighters...”

Feena looked back to Azure. "No, the strings are there, but not visible until they become needed."

Azure nodded, looking over the instrument again. “Impressive. Well Jazz and I better be on our way.. before we need to get a room for the two of them.” She smirked.

"Knowing Catrina, a room would be utterly unnecessary. But may your journey be well. Cat, let's get our butts to the fountain to wait on Riko and Dash."

Catrina nodded, then growled at Jazz. “There will be a next time, bitch!” Jasmine replied with a growl of her won. “Oh, I'm counting on it!” They then both went their separate ways, and if Cat's tail was flying a bit high, well....


 
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