Psycat’s blurbs: Interconnectivity

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fiction, Psychic superheroine, superhero, superheroine

As those of you who keep an eye on our little community blog here should know, Binara and Ami are starting to contribute.  Ami’s told me that she’s a bit busy with work right now, so she’ll be writing on their posts when she gets the chance.  I respect you for that, sometimes I get assigned to evening shift at work too and it cuts into patrol times and any relaxation I get afterwards.  Ah, sometimes I miss marathoning my favorite long series anime…

Anyways, all this activity has seemed to draw another one of our community member’s attention (as she finally got back to me almost six months after I messaged her about this place), and she will be posting sometime soon.  Rai Kinsuke’s one really weird nekojin.  You heard me right, she’s a cat person.  Not the way that Senet-Ra is, but born that way.  Before I’d met her and Herald a few years ago, I thought most supers were science or magic based.  I almost got my hand shredded trying to pet her ears, but it was so worth it.  I hope you’re looking forward to her posting as much as I am.

I did ask about Herald’s story, but all I got from Rai is that she’s been busy with work.  It’s understandable, I’m sure we’ll hear from her once work lightens up.  Speaking of work, Lapis has been keeping Marcus and I busy recently with some sort of tech analysis for a case she’s working on.  Something about a techie villain calling card written into a ritual item of some sort.

My injury that I got from work is almost completely healed now (thank the gods).  It’s kind of embarrassing really how it happened.  Basically, I threw out my back while on my way back to the car from delivering an order because I slipped on a wet sponge on the guy’s tile porch.  It’s damn good that worker’s comp picked it up or else I wouldn’t be able to afford the meds and diagnostics they had to do.  I’ve been off work for a couple of weeks and Marcus wouldn’t let me go out on patrol for most of it.  I’m eager to get back to work and not let the jerks of the city have the run of the place, either.  Thankfully one of the cross-town heroes has been generous enough to pick up my slack until I am able to get back on my feet.  Heck, I might go see who’s at Comicpalooza this year before I have to return to work.

I know it’s belated, but I hope that all of our readers found time to honor the fallen for Memorial Day.  I treat it as a day for the ancestors.  There are also several of our superhero brethren who have fallen in the line of duty and they deserve that moment of silence as well.  Go West, and be judged in right Razorwhip, Neutronia, Velvet Gem, and Ectarr.  The world was better for you, and will mourn your absence.  And for those who wish to pick up this mantle, think long and hard about it.  It is not a game, but a calling.  Make sure you have your affairs in order should something go awry, and until we have the SRA straightened out, I’ll advise against registering.  Save yourself from the pain that Velvet Gem went through when Lodestone found her on the database, tortured and killed her and her husband.  It still happens, even to those starting out.

Psycat

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Reflections on 9/11 from a psychic’s perspective

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9/11, fiction, Psychic superheroine, reflections, superheroine

Well, it’s that day of remembrance again.  I can still see the towers falling in my mind’s eye as my English class watched in horror.  This was well before I had received my psychic powers from Bast, and I was just a normal bookworm then.  We all thought it was going to be instrumented by some supervillain, but the true terror of it all, looking back was that it showed what real evil acts can be accomplished by those without powers.  It also, in the case of flight 93 and the first responders, showed what heroism can be found within the hearts of humanity.

It is to them that I don’t forget that time, and encourage the people who read our heroic stories to help out their community.  You don’t need to don the proverbial cape like we do, but at least volunteer somewhere once in a while.  I always like to give props to the volunteers that I have deliveries to when I get those at my day  job.  Usually this consists of the warm fuzzies recently, but I have been known to give free pizza coupons too.  What?  I’m not all cynicism and migraines on the job.

I’m sure I’ll be feeling this more tonight, but a decent portion of the city on this rainy day has been pinging somber since this morning.  I even spotted one of the city’s villains placing a vase of lilies at the memorial down at the University of Houston after the official ceremony had concluded.  Turns out that he had a uncle and a few friends die in the twin towers’ collapse.  Guess that is why he decided a temporary truce was a better idea than to straight out throw fireballs at me.  It is a relief that talking about an event that tragic can bring a level of humanity back to the almost dichotomy that we normally experience in our hero work.  As for what I was doing patrolling over there, I was meeting with the Seabrook area hero about the recent cross towns and it was about the halfway mark.  Also thought that some voice offerings were in order for the ancestors.  Bast knows I haven’t done much but clean my home shrine recently.

Anyways, don’t forget where we’ve been as we keep moving forward, lest the bickering never cease.  Now, back to your regularly scheduled overwhelming feels train and some comedy to keep my sanity thrown about the place.

What a Weird Day…

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patrol, Psychic superheroine, weird moments

Hello new community, my name is Psycat. I’m the co-admin of this page (the other’s a friend of mine, who emailed you all with the invitation to join here), and I’m glad ya’ll decided to accept. It’s a long-held project of mine to have all of us together, with the ability to chat real-time and not be über flooded with both death threats and fan comments that would occur on Facebook or the like.

First, let’s set a few ground rules. I’ve already set up categories for us to post our personal journal entries in, please use them so we can keep the page organized. If we’ve got something we want to share with the rest of the community, be it a funny cat picture, an alert for criminals on the move to other cities, or just a chat log, mark it in the mashup category. While comments are enabled for our public to poke at our entries, you do not have to answer them if you don’t want to. I did set up an email address if they want to send us questions (though I don’t think we’ll get much, as most of us are not national supers, though I know I’ve gotten on the national news a couple of times–once with Lapis and once on my own in a blurb), but again, you do not have to answer them if they make you uncomfy.

Also, you don’t have to post your origin story if you don’t want to, but it’s nice to know where you’ve come from. Just leave out your last names (or any name other than your call name if you want) so that anyone with ill intentions (or really has a hard-on for ya) won’t be able to find you. Don’t worry about this being a WordPress account thing, the other admin’s got that covered. Also, we’re all adults here, so no flame wars with each other or the fans. In all, use common sense.

With that bit of business out of the way, let me tell ya’ll about my day. I was working opening shift at my normal job (if delivering pizzas is considered normal), when the co-admin gave me a call. Said he had a robbery in progress on the scanner that was on my way back to the store. Now, I have a rule about doing hero work while on runs which I seldom violate: No costume, no disk, no go. I’m not the type to keep my paycheck waiting or fluttering in the wind when it comes to hero work, so if it can’t be solved with a migraine from the street, then I’m out. I’ve still got massive bills to pay from the last time I tried to go to college, so losing a job in this market’s gonna put me on the streets.

What made me go against it was the report of a super soloing it. There was no way that Mom would let me out of this one if I didn’t take it. I ended up showing up there and having to fight in my work uniform (which is embarrassing) and without the Psydisk. This is big because I’ve hidden behind it several times while I’ve peppered with everything from gunfire to a grenade of the rocket-propelled variety. To say that I can’t take a punch well normally is a little bit of an understatement. Anyways, I get there and find out it’s a tentacle-bearing super from north side’s beat. Sigh, why do I get all the cross-town villians? The only thing redeeming about the fight is that I was cracking tentacle porn and sushi jokes the entire fight to steady my nerves. This apparently threw him (I think it was a him) off enough that a psyche bolt hit him into the counter’s corner as he flailed about my latest crack about compensation and knocked his butt out. Naturally the SRA guys got there along with the police, but I was back in the car by then. Also, who in the hell orders calamari on their pizza? I had a call-in order wanting that and yelled at me in some language I didn’t understand before hanging up.

The most weird thing that happened that day was, however, a transvestite flasher I had to turn into HPD. There that sicko was, just walking about in a frilly pink dress in Hershey Park when whenever he saw a pretty woman, he’d wriggle the skirt up and wiggle his dong at her for all to see, then start to dash off. I caught him before he could do it to a mom and her kid walking back to their car, but the things he said as the tow cable dangled him below the psydisk just weirded me out. There was something about “Jesus wants me share my dick with the world” and “aliens can see my manhood from space”. Once I dropped him off with the report, he got a very big migraine. Weird f’ing pervert. It makes me wonder where in the hell these guys get this stuff from.

In other news, have ya’ll seen that the SRA objection case has made it to the 12th circuit of appeals? I wonder if it’ll stop there with a favorable ruling, or if it’ll have to be vaulted to the SCotUS. Honestly, it just needs a major revision in my opinion with a lot better security to it. I doubt it will though, with the current congress focused on taking away women’s right to decide their own medical stuff. *grumbles about job inequality*

So, have ya’ll had any weird stuff happen on your patrols this week? Post on the mashup category if you’re gonna reply. I know Senet IMed me about being in the thick of class again and wanting to post her origin story to completion before she participated in the mashup, so don’t expect anything from her in that arena yet. Rai’s been avoiding my IMs, and I don’t think Binara will know how to use IMs without whatever human she’s been in contact with’s help. Ah well, I guess we’ll hear from them eventually.

See ya!

Psycat