Icarus Park

[MukLuk]

The park, covered in pleasant looking greenery with rolling hills, grass, and plenty of trees to provide shade when you got heat. In the shade of said tree sat the unsuspecting MukLuk atop a plaid blanket. It was here that the attack would be made.

The menaces, plaguing the city, slipping about like shadows through the trees, now eyed MukLuk with wicked intentions. But poor MukLuk was blissfully unaware of the danger to her well being, currently chomping down on a foot long sub; she was completely helpless. Closer and closer they slid, weapons in hand, ready to attack. Still she wasn’t aware. They had her in their sites and one cocked his arm back, letting his ammo fly through the air. MukLuk turned to see what the noise was only to be hit square in the face with…

AN ACORN.

The squirrels had struck once again!

With an outraged scream, she leapt into a house cat form. “NOW YOU DIE!” She screeched and chased them about, the fellow patrons of the park watching this odd display with a mix between fear and amusement. Oh, and of course plenty of confusion. After a few moments of chasing them about, MukLuk plopped breathlessly on her blanket which she had been seated upon before the ruthless squirrel attack only to find her sub was gone.

“FLAMING BASTARD CHILD OF A SALIVATING WOMBAT-HATING LOBSTER!”

More than a few people turned at that. A cat screaming insults at seemingly nothing? Definitely confusion worthy. But MukLuk ignored them and stalked about. “Stupid squirrels… Scum of the earth… Better in stew…” It was after another few moments of pacing that she bumped into a human pair of legs much too close to her blanket to be just any old stranger. No one really came near MukLuk anymore. You know, considering she was just as likely to tackle you in a hug as bite your head off with her oddly colorful insults.

She looked up, eyes narrowed.

[Miss Masquerade]

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The sun had just risen; Poison woke from her sleep, immediately getting dress in one of her "citizens" outfits before sneaking out. This is how it always is now... She lives a double life, and the only people that know it; is her family that rejects her so. a stroll in the park was in need for this fine day. she loved how she could walk freely and not be asked for an autograph of the sort, but she also loved being secretive when being a hero. Her hair moved gracefully with each step she took. Every once in a while she'd look at a boy, blush and look away every time they would look at her. To boy's she was awfully shy, always getting nervous and chewing on the insides of her cheeks sometimes even losing her voice. But when she’s a hero… she’s so… different… so mysterious and she loved that… but what boy would love both? No one that is, she started chewing on her bottom lip out of boredom. Watching a little kitty chase after some nutty squirrels made her giggle. Seeing the kitty run into an older person, the older person looks so familiar… but she didn’t want to take any chances of a poor kitty getting cat-napped.

”There you are!” She said before giggling as she jogged up and picked the cat up.

”Sorry” she said softly to the older person as ran off with the cat in her hands. She hid behind a tree before letting breathing in deeply

”you almost got skinned lived back there” she said smiling bright fully.

”Good thing I saved you! Or else your owner would be worried sick about you” she smiled still. Totally ignoring the fact that just a minute ago this kitty was talking and swearing like a sailor.

[MukLuk]

It was an old guy. And MukLuk did not like old people.

And then there was a loud, “There you are!” MukLuk shrank and turned to look and see who this girl was talking; either she had mistaken this cat for her pet or this old guy had Alzheimer’s and had wandered off. No such luck, though. The girl was definitely headed for her. “Sorry.” She muttered to the older guy as she picked MukLuk up and walked off. MukLuk stuck her tongue out at the old guy. “You almost got skinned lived back there.” MukLuk frowned. Did she not see her shift? ”Good thing I saved you! Or else your owner would be worried sick about you.”

…

This girl was obviously retarded.

Wiggling out of her grip, MukLuk leapt gracefully to the ground. “Owner? I’m a shapeshifter.” She muttered, sounding exasperated, and returned to her human form. She held her hands out. “See there? Human. Not cat.” She sniffed gingerly, nose twitching. This girl buzzed with… something. Not necessarily a power, but maybe something powerful? She didn’t really know. “You’re not a Titan.” She murmured, tilting her head. “Who are you, anyways?” Her teeth had grown pointed in a moment, eyes narrowing in suspicion. “You’re not with Raven, are you?” And then she answered her own question. “No. You don’t smell like fire and brimstone. Or bitch.” Rolling her eyes at the thought of the overly-dramatic purple cloaked witch, she plopped down on the ground.

“Alrighty then. Well, you’ve caught my attention, so I now deem us friends! Sit and let us talk in the manner of friends!” She patted the ground, the blanket from the clearing dissolving and reappearing beneath her. “And while we’re at it, you can tell me why you’re flying solo while all hell is breaking loose in Gotham City.” She frowned disapprovingly and wagged her finger.