Meaty Mouse
age
mid 20s (possibly)
type
sensitive (laminate)
height
5'3"
weight
180 lbs
handedness
right-handed
disposition
choleric
signature color
gold standard
screen name
Meaty Mouse she/her is more than just a big spender in the local sensitive community - she's also a household name. After making her start in North Mural's underground hip-hop scene, she found worldwide fame for her audatious stage shows and controversial views. Everyone already knows about her love of fine food and exotic pets – but just what is the fate of the rare strangers brought into her ever-changing menagerie?
personality
clever, selfish, enterprising
occupation
hip hop artist, producer
skills
rapping, bargaining
hobbies
fine dining
weapon of choice
microphone
home
mansion in Harborside
fav. food
any endangered animal
fav. drink
scotch whiskey
music
hip hop, R&B, bossa nova
likes
the smell of money, when crowds lose control
dislikes
vegetarians
fun fact
collects and modifies antique slot machines
sexuality
unknown
feelings towards others
Me and Argona go way back, it was a blast putting on shows at her place!
I think I might have met this guy once – he's some kind of psycholy dealer, right?
Oh, I know all about this guy. why can't he just give up?
The name ain't ringing a bell.
What can I say, she's quite a gal! I wouldn't want to be on her bad side!
Yeah, I like this guy! And he even sorta knows how things are really going on...
Kinda' cold, but it's great to see another woman with ambition!
Is this the kid with the weird eyes? Never met him. Talk about a bad vibe!
Yeah, I don't know who this is.
Oh, we go way back. And if he think he can stand in my way, he's got another thing comin'.
What a phony. At least she stopped mailing me shit.
sleep setup
on an extravagant bed in front of a fireplace
class background
lower middle class
income level
she's a multi-millionaire, baby!
preferred underwear
black boxers with gold money signs
physical insecurity
absolutely nothing
fav. animal
not yet unlocked
animal they'd be
spotted hyena (Crocuta crocuta)
fav. movie
not yet unlocked
fav. school subject
music, theater
dream job
she's already got it!
phone
all gold on the outside, in a turtleshell case
strains encountered
strangers are listed in alphabetical order.
...it's then that she decides, they're all going to remember the mouse.
execution slots, exciting death !!!
Execution slots, fun toys and antiques you'll love!
online fair - or unfair?
now you're the one with money!!!
so that means you get to ...
Meaty becomes involved in the strangers trading ring. Her celebrity and wealth make it easy to purchase almost any stranger that she wants.
hot, juicy bodies, and they're all ready for you.
, , and even . that's something you can sink your teeth into.
Admire the clink of the lock ... those dazzling muzzles ... and who's putting all that gold on? You are...!!!
She thinks they're all a bunch of chumps, wasting their money on drugs and .
Endangered animals found in airport luggage
But, who is the final buyer?
Come on, don't you know me? I could sell bacon to a pig, baby.
Concert tickets for sell out within minutes
polo?? that's just a sport for snooty, whispy-haired prudes...
what if you could eat their horses? it's not illegal... you can win now, buy polo horses for dog food, grind them down, they can't win at all when you're eating the horses they rode in on !!!
She can't get enough. Her hand's so sweaty on the slot machine crank, and everything keeps coming up triple sevens.
It's taken a long time to finish this part of the mansion. And now, it's time for her to hold a feast.
One mouse can't possibly eat it all. (So why not throw it away?)
we heard you got a little messy
is your stomach full?
but, you're craving something else ...
new deals are on the move
do you need help transporting large herds?
you might need to move a lot of animals ?? hmmm
But she's still not satisfied.
She wants something bigger.
She falls into the pit below. It was supposed to be animal parts raining down; instead it's just her. The gears at the top aren't turning anymore, and all of her meanest fighters now surround her. Some of them already have chunks nipped out from each other. They act as if they're hungry; so hungry that it's what's making their eye-marks water. She'd set it up, after all, to make it luxurious for them.
It's all the ones with the sharpest teeth; the cruelest bites, the most leisurely predation. Time goes slow and she knows too much. She's yanked apart into little threads. She's squeezed out like a tube of toothpaste, and with the swell from the fever throb, just like that tube, there always seems to be a little bit left in her to go.
The heat from the flames that she now feels behind them is already hot enough to make her bones (exposed) sweat gold; it's too familiar, too familiar.
Space Madness (excerpt).