I often Steal from myself

I often steal from myself it’s a way for me to continue stories that have been finished or I’m done with or just haven’t worked out. I’ve talked often about my days at Yahoo Groups working on Vampire the Masquerade post role play. That’s play by post in case your wondering, I post they post I post it’s like answering with roleplay. I’ve taken from this time many story bits that have turned into completely different things.

In this game a favorite character of mine emerged. Tom a mischievous cat that caused many problems for the players. Of course Tom wasn’t just a normal cat and when he was a kitten he was far far worse. Yes you read that right first he was a cat then he was a kitten. As the game progressed I learned more and more about Terrible Tom. Who they were, why they did what the did and where they came from. It was a delicious slow reveal and with each bit they became such a scrumptious symphony of a character.

As time has passed I keep working their story piecing it together as if working on an intricate fine edged weapon. Writing all these story bits that will come together and form the full story. Yet it still has not stitched in the way where it would form the tantalizing tapestry that it should be. I figured I could share one of those puzzle pieces still in progress. Maybe you will get an understanding of Tom or maybe it will help me to see how I work it next. This is one of many drafts or story bits that have happened and come before.

You tell me my friends as I bring you along again on this journey of becoming a better writer.

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Hi, my name is… hmmm that’s right you humans wouldn’t be able to pronounce it. Just call me Tom.

That right there is me. I know I know I’m totally stunning and your completely jealous. Wait no not that human meekly making his way down the street. That irresistibly charismatic cat there grooming his beautiful black and white fur.

Yup ain’t I adorable, ain’t I cute, don’t you want to pet me. Well stop thinking that you creepo.

Now where was I? Oh yes, I was walking to see my favorite human. And that’s saying a lot, you guys can be oh soooooooo full of yourselves. And I know a thing or two about it being all about me, so take my word for it.

You see me striding with pride, gracefully padding through the puddles and swerving around the garbage. Ah yes there up ahead, that run down looking house  looking all abandoned. Well that’s where she lives not much to look at I know and it pales in comparison to mua. But this is where I wait for her I sit there all majestic like and Meow once as I ready myself to be seen, got to keep up appearances you know. You see that lovely young girl coming out the back door that’s her, I know I know she’s not as lovely as me but hey deal with it.

“Tom! You know daddy doesn’t like you here.”

I hate most of you humans but this sweetie here is all heart. Her name is Kat. Her father though is a completely different story, he’s like most humans.

Gotta love the kid she always has my favorite treat chicken. She’s so kind sharing the little food that ahole of a father of hers gives her. Speaking of witch here he comes all huffing and puffing and about to try and show how much of a “man” he is.

“What did I tell you about feeding this mangy cat!”

Ugh this guy is so not the vibe and he kicks my favorite human, nope this ain’t happening. He attempts to scare me off but pauses as I do not move, I just stare at him contempt and anger pour from me, he keeps his eye on me while saying to Kat,

“Get in the house you worthless piece of crap!”

Kat runs into the house crying as he focuses his attention on me. He makes a move to kick me yet his eyes and mine are locked in a wrestling match.

His kick attempt is frozen in time, as he can’t take his eyes off of mine. He sweats as our eyes dance in the night. He screams as I grow and blend in with the shadows and now he’s facing an enormous me. Suddenly he relieves himself as he backs away his body convulsing and shivering. Love doing this to pathetic humans they always feel so dehumanized.

“Leave the girl alone or I will devour you!”

I say as he scuttles across the floor and then runs into the house. I don’t eat humans, you guys taste awful, but it’s a great threat from a big cat.

Now for some fun. I make my way into the house it has enough shadows to play with. Through the inky darkness I make my way till I find him, hiding in the bathroom, trying to catch his breath and looking in the mirror. So I let my eyes be their beautiful selves as I stare at him from the shadow behind him. He screams  and runs out of the bathroom almost breaking the door down and stumbling over things. Staring back at the bathroom his breathing erratic his heart racing.

And now for the finality as I finish him. From the shadows behind him I emerge quiet graceful stealthy, I get real close to his ear let my warm breath hit him as I say,

“Leave the girl alone.”

Poor guy just faints, I plop up on his chest and make sure he’s still breathing. I groom myself from my warm perch and wait for him to come to. No purring for him that I can save for Kat besides he doesn’t deserve the grace of my purr. Oh look he’s waking up, this should be fun.

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So this bit here has been longer, shorter, much different than this. In fact as I was writing it for this piece I changed it around a bit again. Now I ask you my friends on this journey, what do you think? Do you want to see more? What have you been able to ascertain from what you have read so far? I look forward to your thoughts and I know I only give you minimal information about Tom but believe me this shows you his character. Now what he is ah that’s a story for another day or a continuation of this little experiment.

Also if you guys would like to see more bits I’ve stolen from myself let me know. I would definitely share these works in progress.