16551/I Can Haz Chezebrgrs

I Can Haz Chezebrgrs
Date of Scene:	12 December 2023
Location:	Harold's House of Oddities and Coffee House
Synopsis:	Evil is thwarted. Cats hazz Chesebrrgrrs.
Cast of Characters:	Sharon Smith, Ted Grant

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Sharon Smith has posed:
In today's episode!

Our heroes are where we left them last. Tied up in the basement to a concrete support beam! The room checks off all the boxes of an evil lair: tied up heroes, a large vat of mysterious liquid, heaps of strange bleeping computers that go bleep, an oversized stack of CRT monitors spewing nonsensical data, a mad scientist laughing maniacally in the corner, all check! The white lab coat wearing villain rambles on what perfect subjects they will be for his precious experiment. The details didn't really matter. The mad scientist's back was turned, and his speech was mostly a rhetorical one.

Catseye gave a light wiggle against the thick strands of white rope that held her to the beam. She gave the rope a calm, curious stare before peering over her shoulder at Wildcat. "Who are you, and why are you in your underwear?"

It was an unfair question. He could have asked her the same thing! It was also low on the list of priorities to figure out in such a situation. More important things to figure out would be who is the mad scientist in the corner, why were they tied up, or what was in that large vat of mysterious goo. The underwear seemed mostly like a vanity thing, or simply a show of power. It certainly wasn't to reveal any secret identities because Wildcat still had his mask on. The mask could have been stolen just as easily as the rest of his suit, but how could anyone tell it was a superhero tied up to a beam and not some random Joe on the street if they didn't have a mask on!

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant looks over at the semi-clad Sharon and says, "Wildcat is my handle, peaches. What do they call you:looks over at the semi-clad Sharon and says, "Wildcat is my handle, peaches. What do they call you?" If he's put out by being trussed in his underwear he isn't showing it. In unwatched moments he works his wrists against the rope. He had clenched his arms in the binding process and has a little slack. He just wants tomake sure he can break free quickly and bring his two problem solvers to bear quickly.

In fact he is a trifle mortified because he chose today to wear the boxers with the happy faces. He worried at his bonds a little more and stops to give a big grin when he is watched.

Sharon Smith has posed:
The ropes grew suddenly slack against Wildcat's frame. A feeling of pride at the effort of his struggles would have lingered longer if it weren't for the black cat padding up to his feet and popping back into similar, humanoid shape of the purple haired girl that had been tied up behind him in her underwear only moments earlier.

The mad scientist had checked off many of the evil boxes, but efficient knot tieing must not have been one of them. In fairness, it was hard to tie someone up that could drastically change shapes like Catseye did.

"Sharon." She introduced, pulling at the white ropes to loosen them further on Wildcat's frame. "I don't have handles." she complained, looking down at her hips as she second guessed her statement. "Do I have handles?" she asked, pinching her sides to judge the state of any love handles.

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant pulls free and steps away from the table. "'Handle' is slang for a name. Nice to meet you Sharon. Thanks for the assist." He spots his unfirom thrown in a corner and grabs the bottom piece. Hes about to get into them when a lackey appears. With a speed that belies his muscle Wildcat snaps the pants around his neck and brings him closer for a head butt. He continues to get into his pants. He refuses to thwart evil with his boxers showing. He does pull the pants on fast. He obviously had practice getting dressed in a hurry.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith lifted a finger, but that was about all she did to help. She had been too busy inspecting her love handles to have a good reaction time. She lifted her shoulders, wrinkling her nose in a cringe at the sound of the impact of his head but "Oooh..." she summarized the empathetic feeling of pain of the now limp lackey who crumpled to the floor.

Her attention drifted over to the mad scientist in the corner. He was still giving his speech. He was just getting to the good parts, but Sharon hadn't been paying much attention. "I think we can just leave him. He looks happy. Like your pants." she states with an exaggerated smile. "Do you want to go?" she asked.

Sharon finally showed off her powers. Black fur drifted over her frame and soft hands slowly morphed into sharp claws. She gave a slow, gentle drag of one of her claws against one of the many hoses attached to the vat of mysterious liquid. The eerie green liquid slowly dribbled out of the newly made opening to create a growing puddle on the floor. There were probably better ways to dispose of mysterious liquid than let it spill out into the nearest drain, but Catseye wasn't terribly worried about the fate of the city's public sewer system.

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant gives a shake of his head. He steals up to the scientist. In a breach of etiquette he hammer fists the man on top of his head, possibly breaking his ankles. He does catch him and ease him to the floor. He rgrabs some wiring to tie him up, then the lackey for the police. Dusting his hands off he goes for his tunic and then sees the new Sharon.

Wildcat blinkblinks. "You are just full of surprises aren't ya? You wanna get some coffee and a hamburger? My place is a few blocks away. I can get you some clothes."

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith 's eyes lit up. Fireworks would have gone off in her head, but they couldn't be seen behind her mysterious feline eyes. The fur faded from her frame as a humanoid figure took her place. It was a typical practice for Sharon to keep a human or cat form. There was something about the figure of a large, werecat that was disarming for most people, and it was easier to hold a conversation with human lips "Okay!" she chirped in acceptance. She instantly stole one of Ted's freshly dusted off hands to let him lead her off.

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant is being led. "Hey... hang on! You can't go parading around like that in your skivvies. Here!" He pulls his tunic over her wiggly self. He gives her a once over, decides it will do and takes her up the stairs. "So do you like cheeseburgers by any chance?"

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith lifted her arms to take on the tunic. She wrinkled her nose at the added accessory. "I could wear fur." she mildly complained. "But... maybe this is more of a fashion statement." she said, lifting her arms to show off the overly long sleeves. She gave her best pose before following him up the stairs. "As a matter of fact... I do like cheeseburgers."