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Corren for the win! *squeals and runs around*

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hey hey finally finished next part, finally.

its in next flag

sorry about it not being as well written, i got lazyyy/tireedd

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Chapter two part three

A tall mysterious looking mouse sat on the back of a large creature while carefully eyeing the long dreary terrain. His strange mount stamped the ground impatiently, letting out a loud and irritated snort.

"I know, not very interesting. You'll have to suffer with it though, because I have stuff to do here, alright?" The creature snorted again and danced lightly on its hoofed feet. The mouse shook his head, chuckling before lightly tapping the creatures sides with the heels of his shoes. It let out a strange and startling bellow that sounded much like a bad singer trying to yodel. Starting forward, the beast shook its head irritably at its rider.

The mouse rolled his eyes and was going to reply when he felt a sudden shiver running through him. He grunted a short annoyed grunt before picking up a strange device and gently tapping its faintly glowing screen with his paw. A name showed up on the screen in glowing letters that read "Reline Hazer."

"Ah, wondered who would call." He said and pressed the name. A voice emitted from the strange device.

"Hello Derrin." The voice was suspicious and soft, as if the mouse on the other side of the machine was waiting for a confession from the mouse she called.

Derrin rolled his eyes before answering "Hello Reline, why are you whispering me?"

" Because," Derrin could almost see her eyes darting left and right. "I'm supposed to tell you about a mission. We got some info from Con earlier and a group of agents are being called to investigate, the mice on top told me to tell you that you need to come."

Derrin scratched absentmindedly at his furry cheek, indecencies running across his mind. The mice on top was what they said when the wanted him to come in and it was annoying, it wasn't as though those people scared him. No that wasn't it at all, it was because he respected them that they used those words to recruit him to a mission. Damned irritating dingbats.

Reline's voice sounded from the device again "Are you bringing that long legged and hard-footed creature with you again?"

He sighed before replying "It's a horse Reline, I've told you that before. Besides aren't you the first one to give him a welcome back strawberry?"
Silence lasted for about two minutes before any answer came.

"Just come to the meet-up... I gotta go cause important stuff and interesting stuff... Bye." She'd ended the whisper chat, and Derrin closed the device putting it back in its place. He sighed again, looking out over the barren landscape knowing that soon he would be around many of the others, and would have to deal with them.

Great, I bet they'll be pleased to see me. Too bad I won't be when I see them.

#23

Exiting chapter!

#24

if i don't get more i will die

MOAR >:O

#25

I freakin' bookmarked this Page. That's how awesome this is. >.<

#26

Boefie a dit :
Exiting chapter!

thank you :D

Leahcoollol a dit :
if i don't get more i will die

MOAR >:O

i'll try to be faster with the next partttt i pwomise

honeyytail a dit :
I freakin' bookmarked this Page. That's how awesome this is >.<

ahhh thank you :D that means a lot

love your avatar, go sougo~

#27

fabulous chapter *claps* fabulous.

#28

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Kay here comes next part of hidden boop beep bop. sorry bout it being a tiny part but i hope y'all like eet

Chapter three part one

Miela sighed, staring quietly at the low gray building ahead. She looked upward hoping to catch a ray of sunshine glimmering through the gray overcast, only to be disappointed by large foreboding letters over the front gate that read "Banned Players Penitentiary." She shivered, already hating this place.

Her only friend (at least that's how she saw it) and fellow agent Chell Eyher noticed, and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It'll be over soon, we just need to pick up this hacker and scoot."

Miela smiled gratefully at her, thankful to have someone like Chell nearby. "T-thanks, I-I'll be alright, it's just ne-er-rves. Places like this give just me the cre-e-eeps." Her friend laughed and put her arm around Miela's shoulders.

"I'll be right here with ya, so nothing to worry about. Let's go in." She nodded and Chell withdrew her arm. They walked forward for about ten minutes before they stood at the entrance gate. Miela waited while Chell took out her account key and swiped it through a scanner near the gate, opening the doors. She sighed and followed Chell in, looking around cautiously. Two of the prison guards met them during the way, (their warden was busy with some files so he wasn't able to come himself) and discussed the prisoner with Chell.

"He may not have done a lot of actual hacking or cheat selling ladies but he does know almost everything about everybody else. He'll be of some use, especially if you plan on using him to track down this mysterious cheat selling mouse of yours." One of the guards said, his mustache twitching slightly at every word.

"Thank you, that's what we're hoping for." Chell replied and Miela nodded assent, being careful to keep her face calm and clear as the cheerful mouse led them down a shady hallway to the cell the hacker was waiting in. They stopped at the cell door letting the guard go in to gather the hacker up and bring him out there to them. Miela suddenly wondered what he looked like, and she didn't have to wait long to find out.

He had curling black horns and a strange blue skull shaped earring. A necklace that resembled an eyeball hung around his neck and paper 3D glasses hid the color of his eyes. He had a pipe sticking out of his mouth, and his lips were in a goofy carefree grin. Miela turned her gaze upward toward his hair. It was light gray, and so poofy that all she wanted to do after seeing it was poke it or pat it down.

He smiled at them "Hello, you must be here to pick me up yes? I've been waiting for awhile. I'm looking forward to solving this mystery with you and whomever else is in your agency."

"Er thanks, let's go now or we'll be late for the gathering." Chell said, and grabbed one of his arms. Miela sighed deep within herself and grabbed the other. The two of them led the hacker out of the prison.

#29

O nice chapter!

I like the details of you're writing

#30

AmAAAAAAAAZING

#31

sohotomi a dit :
AmAAAAAAAAZING

^^

gimmeh more

#32

hooooookay hold the phone.

i've been silently following this but

i fucking love it.
so much.

#33

Boefie a dit :
O nice chapter!

I like the details of you're writing

thank yewww :D

details are important m8~

sohotomi a dit :
AmAAAAAAAAZING

leahcoollolz a dit :
sohotomi a dit :
AmAAAAAAAAZING

^^

gimmeh more

tyytyyy and I'LL TRYY i'm just super lazy

Sirusthemice a dit :
hooooookay hold the phone.

i've been silently following this but

i fucking love it.
so much.

amgs ty rin you awesome person you ;u;

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FINALLY FINISHED NEXT CHAPTER PART. hope you peeps like sorry for any mistakes in the writing

Chapter three part two

Con tossed and turned in her sleep, the mice from the prisoners memory repeating the same words again and again, echoing painfully in her head. The first one didn't really bug her, but the second one did. "No I'm afraid I'll need a better offer." She couldn't stop herself from wondering what the original offer had been, even her sleeping mind wasn't excited about the plot holes in this vision.

Although these words were bothersome that wasn't what made them so hard to deal with. No, no in fact it was the bone chilling scream that sounded afterward, that bothered her so much. The worst part was, it sounded like someone she had known years ago.

Something was shaking her, and whispering "Con, Con, wake up, your face is too upset, Con why is your face upset, Con wake up." She blinked her eyes open, and lay there staring at Warren's mask for a moment of quiet shock . She sat up and pushed his arms off her, ignoring the faint throbbing in her temple.

"Warren what is it?" Con asked looking at him, her eyebrows coming together as she stared at him, flickers of annoyance flashing across her face. He just sat there as though he were condemned to silence and for a brief second Con thought she saw his face, solemn, handsome, and sad. She felt a light blush sneak up her neck and she shook her head ridding herself of the image.

Turning her attention back to Warren she motioned for him to tell her what was wrong. Con watched as he stood up, and stepped over by her leaning close. "You were moaning in your sleep, and you had a sad expression on your face. I didn't like it." Con could almost see furrowed eyebrows and a tiny frown forming on his mask (the face she'd seen earlier couldn't have been him, could it?).

She forced herself to smile as though nothing horrible had happened, even though the screaming still haunted her thoughts."Don't worry I'm fine. I just had a nightmare but I don't even remember it so I'm good." Warren leaned back sighing with relief, and in an instant he was back to his normal self, running around and talking so fast even she could barely understand him, but she knew he was talking about how kittens should be somewhere in this hospital. That was when she heard her whispers ting and she picked it up, choosing the read option before carefully looking over the words on the faintly glowing screen.

Hey Con, you're well enough now so get out of bed and tell Warren that you two need to show up at the meeting. Hurry it up, we can't wait forever.

P.S. I'm glad you didn't die, you did thank Warren right?
-Ace.

Con smiled, chuckling quietly while turned off her whisper. She got out of bed and walked over to Warren who was still yammering on about why cats would improve hospitals so much.

"Warren we were called to the meeting, I'm going to go get out of this hospital gown and you will go find something to take us that won't end up being the cause of my death. Thanks." Warren saluted her and ran out the door to their ride ready. Con thought to herself while slipping on a black t-shirt, that no matter what ride Warren got it was likely to be a difficult journey. She sighed, and having finished dressing she walked out of the room and then the hospital building it resided in.

What greeted her instantly made her go green in the face. Warren was sitting on the very same cloud that he had used to take her to the prisoner not long ago. He waved at her, swinging his arm from side to side completely oblivious of his idiotic choice in transportation choice. She walked over and thwacked his head.

"Owwww why'd you do that?" He asked her, rubbing the now sore spot.

She narrowed her eyes and motioned to the cloud. "Because you brought the cloud again, I do not want to ride that cloud again." Warren paused, as though he were considering her words. Then out of nowhere he laughed, and got off the cotton-ball of doom before suddenly picking her up bridal style and sitting her on the cloud. Con had a hard time keeping herself from blushing and from injuring him greatly by breaking his arms.

"I'm not flying as fast or as high this time silly" He said "It's only going to be about two feet off the ground, and only traveling at a nice, easy pace. You have nothing to worry about. I promise" Warren climbed back onto the cloud and started it, while Con just sat with raised eyebrows. Why is he taking so much time to accommodate me? She thought, the words seeming quiet and uncertain in her mind. She decided it was because he still thought she was sick and fragile when she obviously wasn't, but Con just let it slide. Besides it was nice when someone cared enough to make anything comfortable for her.

It was time they were going. Warren grabbed the rune at the front of the cloud and flicked it lightly, causing it to glow for a few moments before pulling them forward at a nice and easy pace, just like he promised.

#35

I drew a miela fanart

#36

Beautyiscool a dit :
FINALLY FINISHED NEXT CHAPTER PART. hope you peeps like sorry for any mistakes in the writing

I was grinning most of the time I was reading this chapter because Warren's just so....Warren.

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Beautyiscool a dit :
FINALLY FINISHED NEXT CHAPTER PART. hope you peeps like sorry for any mistakes in the writing

I was grinning most of the time I was reading this chapter because Warren's just so....Warren.

sums him up well

#38

Flutterbest a dit :
Beautyiscool a dit :
FINALLY FINISHED NEXT CHAPTER PART. hope you peeps like sorry for any mistakes in the writing

I was grinning most of the time I was reading this chapter because Warren's just so....Warren.

yes how else could a warren like him be a warren except by acting like warren?

that was a fail. but still yay :D

Sirusthemice a dit :
Flutterbest a dit :
Beautyiscool a dit :
FINALLY FINISHED NEXT CHAPTER PART. hope you peeps like sorry for any mistakes in the writing

I was grinning most of the time I was reading this chapter because Warren's just so....Warren.

sums him up well

pretty much

#39

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HEY GUYS, NO THIS IS NOT THE NEXT CHAPTER PART. I still don't really have an idea for what that will be just yet but I got some inspiration for an actual backstory ///yayyyy\\\ so here's Warrens.

It.. ended up longer than i thought it would be. Also sorry for any spelling errors and stuff, was too lazy to really fix anything.

Warrens back-story

Let me take you readers back all the way to when Warren was around three years old. He lived in a harsh tribe, lower in the ranks and not very friendly. His parents didn’t have the luxury of smaller rooms and easier cheese access, they had to go to the more public rooms filled with cheaters, hackers, and horrible shamans. The rooms often got so crowded that you’d think you’d suffocate if you weren’t careful. Because of these wretched conditions, Warren’s parents weren’t able to get a lot of cheese to help pay for things, or to help feed themselves let alone their young and growing baby boy.
They realized that they weren’t able to take care of him, and his mother cried and cried for she loved him very much. His father shed tears when others weren’t looking, so as to not make them suffer more. They realized that even if they gave him most of the cheese, it would not be enough for him to survive. So they decided on a plan, and started storing away a little bit of cheese from every gathering. After a few weeks of this they had a nice sized bag of cheese. The father one night said to his son “Remember us when you are older, and forgive us for what we have to do. We will always love you son, I hope that you remember these words.” Of course Warren was only beginning to speak at the time and so many words confused his little brain, but he heard the word love so he giggled and smiled up at his father and mother who just looked down sadly at him, sorrowful smiles on their faces.

They left their little tribe room and quietly snuck out into the foreboding darkness of night. Warren’s parents were careful not to bring any notice to themselves, no matter how hard it was and they had far to go. His mother held him, close against her chest while the father carried all the food they’d been saving, hiding, those past few weeks. After hours of traveling the trio finally stopped, on the edge of an abandoned map road that was surrounded by many myths. After giving their son one last hug they set him down under one of the trees with the food, and whispered a quiet wish.
“Protect him.”

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Some days had passed since then, and little Warren wandered throughout the empty lands looking for his parents. He was still very little and didn’t understand what had happened, but he was big enough to know that he needed food so he dragged the big bag (it wasn’t that big but compared to his size it was fairly huge) of cheese around with him as he stumbled around.
It was the fifth night after his parents left him, and he was exhausted. He curled up in a little hovel, hugging the bag of cheese close to him and sniffled. Where did his mom and dad go? Of course you know exactly where they went but Warren has no clue so it’s really difficult for him because he doesn’t know why they were gone or why he was there. So because of this Warren sniffled and curled up into a tiny little ball of sadness, closing his eyes and heading off to sleep.

He heard strange voices around him, but he was still so tired, he didn’t want to get up. He noticed that he was up against something soft and warm, and his curiosity began to spread throughout the rest of him. In spite of this he stayed still and listened carefully with his ever twitching ears.
“Should we keep it? It is rather cute.” A soft and almost musical voice said, and Warren felt his head being nuzzled gently.

A deeper voice sighed “I’m not sure, it might not survive well with us.” He felt another warm nose gently prodding his arm. He decided to open his eyes, (I’m sure you’re wondering why he can suddenly understand such difficult words without any trouble. Well you’ll find out so be patient) and looked curiously up at two large furry faces. They had almond shaped eyes, and lovely pointed ears, and beautiful long whiskers. They were much larger than him and mice in general, for these beings were of the ancient and rumored cats that dwelt in the forgotten realms of Transformice.

The cat whose paws and chest Warren laid curled up against smiled warmly down at him. She had large beautiful light blue eyes and smooth gray fur. “It’s awake Gerald, and look at his eyes. They’re so bright. Can’t we keep it? It doesn’t seem to have any family.” The cat sitting next to her looked down at Warren, soft brown eyes looking at him carefully. They began to soften as Gerald understood the situation; the little creature obviously was abandoned and had nowhere else to go. He was small enough now that he wouldn’t need a lot of food, plus his wife was already taken with him.

He sighed and gently touched his nose to Warren’s “Alright Sarah, alright.”

(Woops i guess you didn't find out. Well I'll just tell you now, he connects with cats really well and basically can understand everything they're saying. Yeah I don't know how it works either but it's cute right?)

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Hey guys, this took longer than it should have but whatever. Sorry for any mistakes, hope you like it. (click next flaggg)

Chapter three part three

Derrin grimaced as he neared the building where the meeting was going to take place. He already knew things were getting tense, and to add to that irritating knowledge, he suddenly sensed another presence that stood out strongly from the rest of the agents. He cringed. It was Reline Hazer. He didn't know why she was so visible compared to the others, but as he ran the thought over in his mind it was probably because she took a lot of interest in him, well more like an interest in Shadows Gleam. She'd always give his horse sugar cubes or strawberries when he came back to Transformice, and yet, she always acted so suspicious and wary of everything accept with newer agents.

This was only one of the many things that confused him when it came to her. He remembered that she started out really nice and friendly when she first met him, as though she expected them to be best buddies that very instant. Of course Derrin hadn't liked that either, but in some ways he preferred it to how she acted now. Which happened out of nowhere too, and after that she'd grow more distant and suspicious with each day that passed. Derrin found out a few weeks later that she did this with everyone, and he couldn't figure out why which bugged him like a fly buzzing at his ear. He liked knowing things, which was why he traveled and explored so much of the world outside Transformice, in order to know more.

Reline pretty much ruined all of that! How could he claim to know so much when he couldn't figure out the actions of a subordinate? It was ludicrous!

At least with Reline though, it was interesting. With everyone else it just irritated him, he did not want to talk, he did not care about someone leaving cat stickers all over the offices and prisons after visiting them, and he did not want to get a drink of coffee. Why he had to come here and suffer with these noisy mice was beyond him, but he had to come this time. And so, with that in mind his resolve renewed and he entered the building.

It was large and open, and faintly resembled a school gym. Derrin saw mice leaning against walls, chatting like nothing was wrong. How stupid could these agents be? They had been called to an important meeting, not a get together! He groaned inwardly and didn't bother to hide his displeasure when he glanced around the room. Newer recruits who saw him started, and stood staring at Shadows Gleam and his rider with a quiet awe. The older ones who had been around for a longer time looked up at him once and made sure to keep out of his way, and the ones who had been there even longer (or were just plain stupid/oblivious) walked straight up to him and said hello.

One of these was a mouse named Ace. Derrin didn't understand why he always bothered him, much like how he didn't understand why Reline insisted on bothering him despite her suspicious attitude. Ace usually didn't talk a lot, and at first Derrin thought he wouldn't have to worry about him, but he was wrong. When he'd first met him everyone assured him that Ace wouldn't be a bother. What a bunch of liars He thought bitterly, remembering the first thing the black haired mouse had done was smile and talk to him, at great length. This had surprised others as much as it had him, and Derrin noticed a few of the female agents staring at Ace almost longingly, which caused him to grimace in disgust. Of course the mouse they were actually staring at ignored the expression and continued to try and talk to Derrin. Why? He had no clue. Derrin knew he wasn't a pleasant person, in fact he thought of himself as a downright jerk and thoughtless dingbat, so why would anyone bother talking to him?

Derrin grunted, clenching his teeth together in frustration as Ace strode over to greet him. He decided that if he had to suffer this he might as well dismount and feed Shadows Gleam. He quickly got off the horse and led it toward a strange structure with a wooden door, a net full of hay on one wall, and a wooden box full of wheat and other grains on the other, not to mention the strange piles of clean hay on the wooden floor. Derrin led his steed into the stall and carefully unsaddled him and hung up his harness and other riding gear on iron hooks that stuck out beside the hay net. Ace had followed him and was leaning on the lower half of the split wood door, staring at Shadows Gleam.

"He's a strange thing." He said softly, watching with an almost curious look on his face. Derrin grunted, letting him know that he acknowledged his presence. Sighing, he stopped what he was doing and turned toward the blonde haired mouse. He obviously wanted or needed to say something, so Derrin just wanted him to hurry and say it.

"Well, what is it?" He crossed his arms and glowered at him.

Ace put on a puzzled and irritated frown "We're still missing some people. Con and Warren haven't showed up yet." Before Derrin could reply the doors to the building were thrown open and a brown blur sped through the opening shouting "WE'RE HERE! WE'RE HERE! HI GUYS! HELLO! YAY WE MADE IT, DID WE MISS THE MEETING? HI HELLO!"

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