[MENTOR] Like Fish Out of Water

[Breadcat]

Exactly twenty seven minutes and sixteen seconds had passed since Breadcat appeared in Londinium. After all the time, while other adventurers had gotten over their anxiety and began to search for familiar faces or acquaintances, the werecat still clung to the branch of that lone tree which grew alongside one of the less maintained roads. It wasn't as if he wanted to though... the poor cat was stuck in the tree! At first, he looked around for any familiar faces. Whenever he was in trouble, the fur-devoid two-legged weird-smelling beastie that provided food and shelter for Dizzy had always been there to assist him. Not this time though. This time, there was no Philip Ryan or one of his relatives to help the frightened cat out of the tree.

Another thirty minutes and four seconds passed. Maybe it was time for Breadcat to swallow his pride and actually call out for help? FINE! Dizzy opened the mouth of his newly-occupied body. He was ready to meow for attention in the most refined manner when suddenly, he noticed a fellow kitty! At that, the werecat frantically called out to the other werecat adventurer who passed by the tree. However, the other werecat merely stared at Breadcat with wide, surprised eyes as if he'd just seen a lunatic and then that other adventurer ran away. Dizzy reached out his left foreleg and wiggled his fingers at a pointless attempt to stop the running adventurer, and it was then that the cat realized that his body, save for being fuzzy and eared and tailed, was a lot like Philip Ryan's. Oooh fingers! Perfect for grabbing bread with!

Buuuuut maybe he should have been paying attention to the tree branch. With Breadcat's left hand being wiggled about aimlessly, he lost his grip on the branch and fell down, down, down to the ground. It was a short fall but Dizzy's pride as a cat was terribly hurt. His new body was no good at all for surviving jumps and falls! Instead of the usual perfect four paws landing, his face hit the ground first because his limbs were nothing like his real body's legs. Pride scathed, nose planted on the ground, butt up in the air in a rather comical fashion, Breadcat huffed into the earth for a while before he sat up on all fours and looked around. No bread in sight. Sad.

Since then, the werecat had been wandering the streets of Londinium aimlessly. He couldn't understand anything that the two-legged beasties around him said, save for a few choice words that he had also heard from Philip Ryan such as "NO!", "THIEF!", "BAD CAT!" and "SCRAM!" Well, he was used to it so it was not that big of a deal. What annoyed Breadcat though was the weird popping up of rectangular and squareish things all over his face from time to time. It did not help at all that they would pop up just as he was feeling flustered or surprised!

One fine day, the tuxedo werecat, still in his starter gear and nowhere near close to dealing with the game interface or mechanics, sat in the middle of the city road and swatted at the skill and inventory windows that appeared in front of him. To observers this, of course, seemed just like a weirdo adventurer who randomly swatted at the air. It didn't help at all that Breadcat sat down on all fours and did not care about the carts and carriages that passed around him. Perhaps a curious or maybe even helpful adventurer or lander could help him out?

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Word Count: 600
OOC: Trying to get back to RPing. Taking it slow.

[Saeko]

Boredom swept over the face of the samurai, as she walked through the streets of London, once again. She had nothing to do, nothing to deprave her attention, nothing to keep her occupied for even a little while. Being a woman in this world didn't mean as much as it should, since there were people in this world that were guys, despite having female avatars and whatnot, so she didn't stand out that much. Then again, standing out isn't her favorite thing to do, by any means. People were quite bothersome when it came to a woman and what they want out of them. Granted, back in the other world, she didn't get much attention as the female she was, since she didn't thrust her chest out as much as the other girls in the world, and generally didn't like to have herself be the center of attention. Perhaps this thought process was out of her own boredom as well, thinking about things that she disliked as much as that. Grimacing over her own desperation, Saeko shook her head slightly. Putting one foot in front of the other in her stride, she mentally shamed herself for being as conceited as that, even though it were only a thought.

That being the case, though, she seriously needed something to do, in order to keep herself from going insane today. As much as the samurai wanted to just laze around the Palace, not doing a single thing, and only reading or walking around the place to enjoy the garden, she was told that a few renovations were being done, in order for the place to be better off. Frowning angrily, she thought of that stupid monk again, who had told her to go outside for a bit while they worked on the place. Not explaining what he was going to be doing, but that the noise would be far too loud, was enough incentive for her to leave for a bit. Having thought it was a good idea to leave for a little while, get some fresh air in the town by herself, she sorely began to regret it as time went on. Now, she had nothing to do, and was just walking around aimlessly. What a waste of time. Maybe she should go into the fields and fight a few monsters, just to get up a level or two. Maybe a quest or something to occupy her time. The more that she thought about this, the more uninviting it sounded, and the more she wanted to go back and laze around again. This sucks... She thought.

As this thought crossed her mind, the samurai was walking around in the street, only to notice a player sitting on all fours, as though they were a dog or cat, and swatting at something in the air. Her interest being piqued, Saeko raised an eyebrow. This player was still a good distance away, though, and she figured that she could just turn around and walk away. The less she deals with weirdos, the better. So, she turned around a little bit, but stopped herself. Her curiosity was too strong right now, causing her to turn back and walk towards the player on the ground. Once she got close enough, she shifted her weight a bit to one side, and placed a hand on her hip. "Hey." She began, trying to get the player's attention. A Werecat, for sure. The ears gave it away. "You lost or something? Why're you sitting like that?" A few questions probably weren't the best things to start with, but she had no time or patience to be kind and ask politely. Nobody deserved that kind of respect, except for one samurai that she had been friend with for a while now. Everybody else got bare-bones when it came to respect. As much as this other player might not like it, they were no exception. She waited for a response, of any kind.

[663 Words]
Tag: Breadcat
Notes: Took me a bit to think of something to write. Hope this works well enough.

[Breadcat]

The black and white werecat sat in the middle of the road for the longest time. He swatted at things that only he could see, which did not bode well for his reputation. Both the people of the land and his fellow adventurers took one look at the oddity and turned away. To them, he was just another newcomer, someone from a foreign land who'd just come about and brought trouble with him. Breadcat was nowhere near any of the better-known adventurers, both in conduct and in levels. He was still a measly Level 1 after all of the time he spent in the city; most of his days lost to the memory of the land.

What the onlookers did not know was that Breadcat was an actual cat. If they had known, they would have either found it funny or pitiful; to their eyes, the werecat was the same as any other werecat, the same as any other adventurer. And so as Breadcat sat there with eyes on him, he slowly became conscious of all the attention. But this, of course, happened after a lot of time had already passed. Cats were oblivious like that. The anxiety brought about by the looks and glances made even more windows pop up in front of Dizzy's face! It was so much more than what a little old cat could handle...

...oh, was it talking to him? A two-legged beastie who had long fur attached to her head had snuck into the werecat's field of vision. Well, she did not actually sneak in. It was more like- Breadcat had not paid attention and then suddenly, long-furred beastie appeared! The werecat stared at Saeko for the longest time. Ooh, now that he focused on one of the beasties, Dizzy noticed the kind-of floating thingy near the head (i.e. the character info cursor?). He looked up at Saeko but not really at her or her opening and closing mouth from which the usual foreign squeaks emitted, no. Breadcat put his paw up to 'click' the super attractive cursor object that floated from his perspective.

Saeko  
Human Samurai
Level 15

Riveting information, I'm sure... if only Breadcat could understand any of that. While he did notice the icon which indicated Saeko's class, to him it just looked as uninteresting as any other rainbow figure that he'd seen since he appeared in his new body. In his old and obviously much better cat body, Dizzy had been undistracted by all the rainbows of the world; his eyes could focus on the most important colors only. With werecat eyes, however, he could only imagine that this was the same thing that Philip Ryan, another two-legged beastie, saw all the time. Eugh. Such rainbow! But enough about that. Breadcat's attention finally drifted over to Saeko's very presence. Sempai noticed the kitty?

"MAO?!"

Breadcat dropped down on all fours and proceeded to rub his side all over the samurai's legs. He made sure to wrap his tail around the two-legged beastie too. There would be no looking up Saeko's skirt or anything of that sort though. Dizzy is NOT a dog.

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[Saeko]

Saeko continued to watch the werecat paw at the air without even noticing her. As much as she hated being ignored, it legitimately seemed like this little person didn't even notice her at all, which she found actually a little surprising. She raised her eyebrow a little bit, curious as to the thing that had kept the little guy's attention. Of course, she probably shouldn't call him a little guy, since she's only seen him sitting down on the ground, and she didn't know how tall this person would be at all. But, what perplexed her more was the fact that he didn't seem to mind that all the other people passing him by looked down at him for just a second, and then back ahead at what they were doing. It's as if the entire city was used to seeing this person here, pawing at the air without a care in the world, when she herself had never seen the phenomenon at all, on her own little walks through the city. It really made her question how often she actually ended up going out into the city on her own, or just to do things at all. But, she woke up from her little rant, to find something completely out of the ordinary.

"Wh-Wha!?!" Saeko shrieked, as the werecat had begun to brush itself against her leg. Unable to think of a proper way to respond to the situation, Saeko reacted totally out of impulse and hopped away a few feet. She glared daggers at the werecat player, shuffling away a few more feet, before responding. "What do you think you're doing!?" Saeko shouted, causing a few heads to turn. "Rubbing up against my leg like that, all of a sudden? You have got to be the weirdest player I've ever met! Just because you have the fur of a cat, doesn't mean you are one!" She started to wag her finger at the feline-humanoid. "Are you incapable of telling that you can't just waltz up to a lady and brush yourself against her!? How revolting!" Saeko folded her arms over her chest, and turned away from the cat. "Absolutely unbelievable. I shouldn't have approached you at all." She muttered, starting to move away from the commotion. Her stride wasn't very fast at all, visibly moving at a moderate pace. It wasn't as if she wanted to leave right now, due to her boredom thinking of indulging the strange player, but out of necessity and to keep up her own image, she would need to leave this whole problem behind, or else someone she might know could see her there.

[441 Words]
Tag: Breadcat
Notes: Mildly out of sorts, due to recurring sickness. Posts won't be too long or frequent, but they will come.

[Breadcat]

Oh dear heavens, words! Words kept spewing out of the two-legged beastie's mouth! If Saeko had been talking to a regular adventurer, he would have already keeled over due to embarrassment or at the very least would have apologized to the lady. But this was Breadcat. Even if he did have some concept of repentance or even if he had the urge to apologize, he lacked the actual capability required to do so which was the ability to speak. Because cat. The werecat was still quite sensitive to flurries of words though and so he stopped rubbing up against Saeko and focused on her face.



Breadcat probably looked like a weirdo pervert stalker but he really wasn't. He was neutered as soon as he turned six months, for crying out loud! Never having known such...uh, 'feelings', it was mostly the cat's curiosity that kept him fixated on Saeko's face. What was the two-legged beastie trying to convey to him. She had the pitch that was similar to the one that Philip Ryan would emit whenever Dizzy thwapped his favourite mug (of the week) off the kitchen counter. Was it a distress call? The cat looked around; the coast seemed to be clear.

Wait a minute... it was exactly how Philip Ryan reacted right before he would give delicious noms! Dizzy had stuck his paw once or twice in the canister full of cat food, so Philip Ryan would sternly lecture the cat whenever meal times came around. So that was it! This two-legged beastie with the super long fur on its head was telling Breadcat to come along for dinner! The werecat let out a happy meow and cheerfully swished his tail from side to side as he followed Saeko wherever she went. Were they going to have chicken? How about liver? Or... ohmygosh, will they have BREAD?! While Dizzy wondered about the delicious food that he might be able to acquire from the beastie, he made sure to stay a step or two behind Saeko and given the chance, he also wove around her leg much like any other cat.

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