[Fan-Fic] The Quest to be Pro |
Trufflemeep « Citoyen » 1383405420000
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CHAPTER 1 Trufflemeep bounded over the wooden hurdles easily, bouncing on trampolines and scaling walls no problem. Unfortunately, everyone else was WAY better then her. Sure, there was the few straggling mice that she was barely keeping ahead of, but then there was the mice in huge feathered headressess and loud rainbow hairdos. Those mice FLEW up and over the obstacles and she swore that a few of them hacked their way back up onto ground if they fell down. She grit her teeth in frustration. All around her, she could hear mice shouting "NOOB!" She knew they were wrong. She had 3956 gathered cheese, and a fancy mustache as evidence. Still, she was ashamed on how slowly she walljumped, how she stumbled over the small nicks in the ground. Leaping down onto the icy ramp, Truffle propelled herself on all four paws. WOOSH! She was flying through the air, the mouse hole spiraling towards her. With a thud, her paws latched onto the platform. As she struggled to pull herself up, she watched the mice standing above her, right by the mousehole, taunting her and laughing. "NOOB! YOU'RE TOO NOOB TO GET THE CHEESE!" One mouse stuck his tounge out at her and sprayed her face with spit. A fresh wave of fury overcame her. She blasted herself onto the platform, and smacked the mice in the face. For a second, there was a wash of satisfaction as the mice stumbled away, screaming. Then, the lead mouse she assumed, the one with the flashiest, most rainbow coloured mask and glittery rainbow fur, pushed her off the platform. Trufflemeep spiraled down to the water, screaming insults at the top of her lungs, before she plunged into the ice cold water and bubbles flew up behind her. Muttering under her breath, she paddled over to a small floating island, where the "dead" mice sat on until the next round. A few mice stared at her with blank glassy eyes(the AFK mice), some gave her a sympathetic look. She was furious. Who gave them the right to call her noob? She smashed her paw into the ground, making the island shake, but she didn't care. All she wanted was some cheese. But the mice HAD to ruin it for her. No, she had to retaliate. She needed to get her revenge. An idea sparked in her brain, and for the first time since she joined this room, she smiled. [Add picture or description of your mouse in the comments, and I'll add you into the story. You can also give me a vague idea of what you want you mouse to be doing. Thanks!] |
Satash « Citoyen » 1383405900000
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"She grit her teeth in frustration. All around her, she could here mice shouting "NOOB!"." Remove the period because it's uneeded. You don't need to add a period there. Consider using words like, the mouse or something. Repeating Trufflemeep and she is repetitive. |
Kitski « Citoyen » 1383405900000
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Satash a dit : wats with the !"." |
Bethdacat « Consul » 1383406080000
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May I please be in this story? |
Noobforevah « Citoyen » 1383406080000
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'She grit her teeth in frustration. All around her, she could here mice shouting "NOOB!". ' I think you meant hear right. right. and I don't think that period is needed either. either way this story is going to be good c: |
Bethdacat « Consul » 1383407220000
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Bethdacat a dit : Wait a dit : a dit : . |
Trufflemeep « Citoyen » 1383496140000
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Satash a dit : Thanks for the advice! But, I can't think of anything else to call myself. "the mouse" is to vague. It could be anyone. And sorry for my bad grammar. *shrugs* I corrected it. Oh, and how do you post a picture? Someone taught me before but I forgot. I want to add some visuals. |
Trufflemeep « Citoyen » 1383498720000
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CHAPTER 2 Truffle sat on the island twiddling her thumbs and occasionally scribbling words down in her notebook. It came quite a surprise when a huge splash of water showered all the mice on the island. "Hey!" she sputtered, shaking the water off of her paper. "I had a good plan-I mean story down in that notebook!" A mouse rose from the water, a small feather amidst a mop of wet hair. As the newly deceased mouse crawled onto the island, Trufflemeep could see that she had large feathered wings and tattoos all over. A spark of recognition came to Truffle. "Ah...you're the...what was it...shaman?" The shaman looked up at her with an utterly depressed expression. "Yes." she said quietly. Helping the dead shaman up, she gave the mouse time to gain her bearings. Not like there was much to gain. The island was a simple piece of wood, with a blue scoreboard sitting on the edge. Still, Truffle counted a full 10 seconds until the mouse spoke. "You...You're Trufflemeep right?" "Yep. And you?" "Bethdacat." They sat in awkward silence. Bethdacat seemed intent on staring at the water. Truffle prefered to look up at the action. Mice here and there were bouncing along with piles of cheese on their back, joyfully ready to bring a meal back to the mouse hole. She didn't mind. They were just happy to bring some food back. What she hated was the flamboyant mice sitting by the entrance. Their sole purpose in life seemed to be A: Keeping the cheese for themselves, and B: Annoying everyone else. Resentment boiled in Truffle everytime she looked. After what seemed like hours, she decided to start up a conversation. "So, ah...how did you...die?" Bethdacat didn't meet her eyes. "A bubble. Popped. Flung into pit." Trufflemeep waited for her to say"And you?" She waited. Beth didn't look like she was going to say anything else. "Um...And as for me, some mouse pushed me off of the platform." The shaman gave a tiny nod. More silence. Truffle tried again. "Yah..er...do you like to play #traitor?" Bethdacat didn't respond, merely giving her a shrug. This mouse was obviously not the most talkative one in this room. Truffle decided a new approach. Maybe getting her interested in her plans might work. Afterall, if the mice sitting by the mouse hole didn't bully her, she was a cat. 'Hey, uh...want to help with my plan?" She passed the soggy notebook over to Beth. She watched as she flipped through the pages. "This is all wet. All the words were washed off." Trufflemeep felt a blush in her cheeks. "Woops. Forgot. Ah, sorry." She should've left it off at that, but her nature was impulsive. Snatching the notebook out of Bethdacat's hands, she frantically drew a quick picture on a relatively undamaged page, then noting down a few points and labels. "Here." Truffle flung the notebook at Bethdacat "You might now see the brilliance of my blueprint." Beth took a look at the picture, and her eyes widened. They began to shine with hope, and when she finally put down the notebook, Truffle could see that she had caught the shaman's interest. |
Xsnowyclawx « Citoyen » 1383504480000
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Yes it's my alt for Rapidclan. I adore the story <3 |
Trufflemeep « Citoyen » 1383703140000
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Xsnowyclawx a dit : Thank you so much! :D I'll post a third chapter when I get another character. |
Zirongchen « Citoyen » 1383876960000
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Can sign up for a character(i will like a very tiwsted and wicked character)> |