- Descriptions, abound.
- Wordswordswords, or How a Catgirl Came to Be
- Some Numbers
- The Who, The What, and The No Really What?
Hokay, so there's this catgirl, now, right?
She looks like…
Her name is Mrrn. Like, trill the r's and stuff. It's important to pronounce it right. She might get mad if you don't. It's not Murn or Marn or Mern. It's pronounced like the 'm' in 'mother', the 'ear' in 'bear' only you trill the r's like 'rr' in 'perro'. Man, we gettin' Spanish now. Anyway, the 'n' is normal like in… uh… 'normal'. Mrrn. Got it? Good.
Let's see. I have records saying she's aloof and flighty, but if you check over a tab, we'll get into the nitty gritty of things, background and stats and stuff, those sorts of important things.
A face rises from behind the foliage, eyes flicking back and forth, nostrils flaring as the face takes inventory of its surroundings. The owner of the face retracts her visage momentarily before crawling forward carefully. She is lithe, her body lean and muscular from years living here in the forest beyond the world. Her azure eyes watch with interest the world around her, settling on the wooded setting. They appear like that of an animal, as if any moment, fight or flight would kick in and she would have to scamper off. Slowly, she speaks to you, her voice soft and seemingly little used.
"I… am Mrrn," she begins, unsure about her words at first. "You… must also be a dreamer to be here, and you show a… relaxing aura, so I suppose I should tell you of myself." Her eyes settle onto you distinctly, looking over every feature of your face and form. The ears atop her head, white ears that seem to meld into her hood, flick back and forth, twisting at the slightest sound and sometimes at random. A tail behind her, unseen until now, curls about in the air. It is the same white as her ears, with a ribbon as red as her hair tied about the end. "Once, I think, I lived outside this place. I was… not as I am now." Slowly, Mrrn settles into a crouching position, leaning against a tree. She stares into the canopy of leaves above you and speaks aloud, more confident in her words now.
"Once I was a young girl, a pup, a… kitten. My family lived in the City of Paradise, where we did little, said little. There was no need to speak to one another. We were appeased by the metal animals, our lives made simple, and so we would spend our time as we liked. My father settled into painting for hours upon hours in our home, looking out the window at the west, where the light settled. It was unlike this place, where the sky does not shift. The brilliant light… it burned to look at. It would lift from the east and settle in the west. My father painted that many times. He never seemed satisfied by it though. It was as if he had failed to capture the light in his paintings. The canvas would never shine as brightly as the sunset, never glow that vivid orange."
Mrrn shuffles on her feet, her head turning as if hearing something before shaking and settling back on you. "My mother… she grew more distant from us. Perhaps it was because my father looked out the window to the west more than at her. She grew restless, and left us, unwilling to be tied down with myself and my brother, her litter. My father barely noticed. One day, when I had seen fifteen winters, my brother and I went into the forest to attend to the animals, as we had done for some five winters running. I remember it better than the rest of before because of what happened that day. My brother and I found a wounded cat, left to fend for itself. The metal animals tended to humans, but none tended to the animals in the forests, so we shared the abundant food we had. We saw no harm in it."
"My brother and I carried the cat with us towards a clinic where they worked with animals. It began to rain, however, and the winds grew fierce. I remember the gales whipped at my face and stung the rain into my eyes. We were almost clear of the forest when suddenly a lightning bolt struck a tree near us and all at once, the enormous trunk collapsed upon us." Mrrn sniffs at the air and then digs at the dirt for a moment. "When I awoke…" she continues, albeit slowly. It is obvious to you that this memory is difficult for her to bring up. "I was alive, lying beside the tree. The wounded cat had changed into a strange creature of white and gold and was sitting upon the tree. Beneath it lay…"
She stops for a moment, gathering herself. "My brother had died from the tree falling. The cat told me I had been chosen to survive where he had not. I was to become a dreamer, one who would frequent this place, the Scape. I was to obtain these items, the Oblivion Seeds. If I collected a certain number and then returned to kill it, I would gain a wish. I could even bring back my brother. I accepted without question, eager to retrieve my brother from death and angered that the creature seemed to have stolen him from me, but… I have been here a long time and seen not a winter pass. I no longer am troubled by hunger, by thirst, by the troubles of age, but for the first time, I had to fend for myself here, this place of emptiness."
Suddenly, she takes a step and her form flickers. You can see the ears seem to mold to her head, her costume, a simple white cape covering her body, melt onto her. Her frame becomes smaller as blinding, white light travels across her. Suddenly, a small cat sits in the girl's place. She mews loudly, her white fur the same color as the girl's cape and hood. On her tail is the same red ribbon as was on the girl's tail. Again, her form is taken by white light and becomes a white bear, the ribbon on her ear, now. Then, her form is human again, or very nearly, considering the ears and tail.
"What I had been given was the ability to manifest my form as I please. I could change my skin to fur, my hands to claws, my insufficient human senses for those of superior animals. I was drawn to this forest when I arrived at the Scape. At the time, it seemed a place of solitude, and I did not return to my human form for some time. After some time, I had forgotten why I had come. I no longer desired to return home to the inane life I had once lived. I have even forgotten my father's name and face and…" she stops, looking wistful for a moment, "my brother's as well. I have been here so long but never gathered a single Oblivion Seed…"
She stares at you as she licks the back of her hand, ears twitching. "But, I will find my purpose again, my resolve. When next you see me, may we both have obtained our wishes." With that, her costume is overcome with the light again and her form becomes that of the cat before as she stalks off into the bushes, mewling softly.
Well, We Need To Keep Going Somehow
Normal People Statistics
OC Discharge Moments
3 Heart - Irrational moment of affection towards Hannabel. She didn't really notice because she was busy discharging her own holy fuck OC.
5 Fury - Celeste and Mrrn were adorable catgirls for a day. D'aaaaaaaaw. Valene should be worshipping Mrrn's feet now.
"I called the forest my home for… a long time. I am attuned to the dream."
Acting as a conduit for the magical energies of the Scape, Mrrn can willingly draw in energy from around her, straining her capabilities to channel her powers in order to restore her resolve in battle. The logic behind this particular ability applies to her constant living in the natural parts of the scape, drawing in the raw energies constantly for years. As such, her ability is natural and very powerful. In addition, she may act as a conduit to others, permitting her to heal others with this ability.
At the start of the round, take 1 point of overcharge to support attribute. Then heal 1d6+2 points of resolve to any in the group.
"Were I in the waking world, I would call the forest my home and the creatures there my family."
By burning away her resolve, Mrrn can increase her abilities in combat. This is done by using the energy accrued in her body by the natural absorption of the Scape's energies in order to change her form. By using the energy to regenerate her form into one that is different than her current blueprint, so to speak, she can alter her powers to make her more effective.
As time has passed in the Scape and her ability to transform has grown, particularly with one of her recent discharges, Mrrn can use the energy from her own body or from another's body to alter their form. It is similar to her own powers, but unfortunately, it takes more strain to change a form that isn't her own.
On self: Spend 1 resolve to increase any stat by 1. Can spend a maximum of 6 resolve per turn. Last rounds equal to resolve spend. Fluff necessary.
On others: Spend 2 resolve, either Mrrn's or target's, to increase any stat by 1. Can spend a maximum of 6 resolve per turn. Lasts rounds equal to resolve spent. Fluff necessary.
"You exist needlessly. It is my desire as a dreamer to end your nightmare. I hope you make peace."
By drawing in an enormous amount of energy from the Scape, she may begin to empower herself for one final attack. As a queer side effect, her ability drains the energies from the foe as she makes the attack, dissipating the energies into the far reaches of the Scape. Mrrn can easily limit enemies for a majority of combat using this attack.
Finisher: +1d6 damage; reduce stat in any one attribute by damage divided by 5
[11:12:04] * BigTentacruel dreamt he got enlisted as a MAHOU SHOUJO to SAAAAAAAAVE THE WOOOOOOOORLD from evil demons you could only see via taking pictures a la camera. Things are kind of fuzzy about what exactly that group was supposed to be doing, but then he got enlisted by this OTHER group of MAHOU SHOUJO people who were all catgirls or bunnygirls or whatever, so for a while, he was a cat before becoming
[11:12:04] * BigTentacruel a catgirl in an alternate form. This group was specifically formed to ensure the demons from plants weren't going to destroy the world. Then, he had this epic JUMPING EVERYWHERE scene with the catgirl friend who had enlisted him, like, super parkour. They reached a field where a farmer was all, "This monster is killing all my crops!" and they (being BT and his new catgirl friend) were all,
[11:12:05] * BigTentacruel "We'll stop it!" and so cue magical girl battle scene. Then, they came back and revealed that BT was a catgirl MAHOU SHOUJO and a normal MAHOU SHOUJO so his forms combined and then they all fought one last demon thing and then went to hang out and have this weird festival that I don't know what the fuck was going on.
[11:13:08] <BigTentacruel> Also, when we were hunting demons with the first group, These big cheesy red oni demons were everywhere, only one of them was white, so we ran from them, only they were with the catgirl MAHOU SHOUJO and just wanted us to stop so they could talk and recruit me.
[11:13:36] <BigTentacruel> I think the bit with the awesome parkour was the best part.
And that's how the player came to be in this game.