Adventures in SCIENCE! Mad Science vs. DAB ...or...Mad Science gets a new minnion.

A yet to be completed role play. More to come soon. which i will add to this log. Cheshire gets an unexpected visitor and assistant.

Flicktail's ears perk "CHESHIRE!"

Cheshire looks up from his work. The lean cat finds that its easier to work during the night by candle light when the beasts have left the great hall, and hte kitchen cookies unguarded. There are two reasons people call his name. One, to gain his attention, two to gain his attention to something bad. Cheshire don't make things explode, cheshire don't leave body parts laying around and, wait, where did you get this liver? So annoying.The feline looks behind him while seated at the table to find out which one this is.

Flicktail smiles and approaches "if I didn'tthink it wouuld get me exploded I'd hug you..Cheshire yer the smartest beast I knows I wanna bes yer assistant!

A lot of emotions run through the cats face at once. Of course the beast always loves to have pridefull remarks about his greatness, because he is humble enough to know that he deserves them. But then the next comment unsettles him. At first he thinks the fox is joking, then Cheshire remembers that no matter how joking the fox's personality is he is always dead serious. All cheshire can say is, "Wha...?"

Flicktail asks, "please" the fox says quietlky "Let me assist you and learn from you?"

Cheshire's eye twitches. No! Not puppy dog eyes! Not the puppy dog eyes and the whimpering and pleading and gah! Cheshire feels his heart grow three sizes this night...micro meeter sizes but still large enough for him to sigh and reply, "Well...Science is about learning...it would be against science to refuse someone who wants to learn." He leans backward and rubs his chin, "What do you want to learn?"

Flicktail says, "woetever you wanna teach me" he says "um..i don;t wanna jump offa roof though"

Cheshire gets a good chuckle out of that one. "No worries there. That particular event reminded me just how much I am afraid of hieghts. Its a...feline thing." The feline crosses his legs and steeples his paws, giving the fox a preditory look, he has to be carefull. Not all of his experiments are things he wishes to discuss witha law enforcer, "Do you prefure machines, woodwork, chemicals, and...how do you feel about being around..."the cat hesitates, "Corpses?"

Flicktail says, "Foxes lieks dead things.....wot are chemicals..I'm a carpenter....."

The cat seems to consider this for a moment. Fox's like dead things, and he is a carpenter AND a warrior but has no experience with the often deadly and deforming chemicals Cheshire works with. Hmmm, put into a light like that Cheshire realizes why he has such a hard time finding assistants. "A carpenter? I could certainly use a skilled carpenter. I can work some wood but, well, not THAT well..." He then asks shyly, "How do you feel about 'collecting' dead things. Like the occasional bandit or beast who dies of completely natural causes." Don't ask why cheshire has to clarify that last bit.

Flicktail says, "I do not do dead real well Cheshire, I do not like to harm beasts"

The cat is quick to clarify by steepening his paws again and looking non nonchalant, "Oh, but of course. I don't think the job will require anyone to get harmed..." although he admits it would be useful. He mentally logs the thought of hiring mercenaries to bring him bandits later on...he leans forward, "I hesitate to tell you exactly what I am up too, but let us just say it involves studying dead beasts to help the living. It's just...well, some would frown upon my work. It wouldn't be the first time I was run out of a village. I mean, you burn down one tower while trying to bring one dead beast back to life with lightning and suddenly the entire village is there with their torches and pitchforks wanting to sting you up, know what I mean?"

Flicktail asks, "wouldn't talking to Leon be better fer dead beasts? If it be to elp the living..do I um..getto touch ya ever now an then?"

Cheshire contenues to drum his paws together, "I do allow the occasional head pat every now and again." He is a cat after all, "And prehaps... and prehaps I can get your help in making a few different devices."

Flicktail says, "Well I can make almost anything out o wood....Look" he brings out a statue he hand carved and painted...it looks exactly liek Cheshire.. it has his name inscribed in the base..the eyes are green stones the fangs white shell"

Cheshire raises an eyebrow at the miniature version of himself. "Why...did you make a statue of my cackling like a maniac..." He pauses, "Do I really look like that when I laugh?"

Flicktail says, "it's a smile not a laugh.....I made it because...I use dto lose friends, this is for you..ifyou go I have one to put on me shelf so yer never fergot"

Cheshire heart goes another size that day. Any more growing and he will heave a heart attack. "I...well...." The cat really doens't know what to say. "No one has ever called me a friend before..." He whispers to himself, then realizing he said that outloud quickly adds, "Alright then. I have decided to take you on as an apprentice."

Flicktail says, "No one has ever taken me as an apprentice before....can I seeyou jump off teh roof onemore time?"

Cheshire makes a maniacal chuckle, "After you build the next glider...well..." he gives the fox a wide eyed toothy grin, "That's what the assistants are for."

Flicktail looks panicked "um......"

Cheshire somehow manages to make his grin wider, "Don't worry, I myself will not be harmed in any way by any of the experiments I am running." The cat crosses his arms while he asks, "Tell me...how attached are you to your eyebrows...or fur in general for that part? Just out of curriosity of course."

Flicktail says, "me FUR.. this fur was given to me by Martin e warrior.. I need to KEEP it"

Cheshire throws his head back in evil cat like laughter, "Then do everything I say, to the letter, with out hesitation, and you just might." His evil grin grows wider still, his entire face seems to be broken in half by a large white toothed smile, "Your first assignment. Find me some cookies. I seem to have finished my plate." He adds, "Its um, for science."

Flicktail asks, "Um Cookies? you do know I ave dibbuns rought?" he thumps the table and a secret draw opens...hepulls out 4 large cookies "Oatmeal or sugar?"

It is Cheshire's turn to be amazed, "How, what, where...?" He raises an eyebrow to the fox, "How did you manage to hide these for so long...and even from Bandit?" The cat points to, ah heck with it both style of cookies.

Flicktail says, "Um..ever hear about DAB?"

Cheshire raises an eyebrow, "The Deadly Assassins Brotherhood?"

Flicktail says, "Worse..much worse.. Dibbuns Against bedtime"

Cheshire tilts his head forward, he waits for the punchline, "Dibuns...you travel the world to fight bandits and warlords, even willingly come to ME, Cheshire the cat who just jumped off the bleedin abbey roof in a home made glider, asking for a job. And you are afraid of dibbuns..."

Flicktail says, "you ave never seen a DAB agent.. they avehidin places.. fer themselves and cookies, and they like Dunking white foxes in maple Syrup....Benar and Iwere both members when we were Dibbuns"

Cheshire has gotten really good at raising eyebrows from this conversation, "Agent? Flick...these are dibbuns, how much trouble could they cause?"

Flicktail looks around panicked "Shhhh SHhhhhhh! don't SAY that you don't KNOW the trouble a naughty dibbun can cause.. waittill they tie metal pots to yer tail!

Cheshire of course scoffs at this, he very obviously scoffs in a way only cats can, "I think I will take my chances."

Flicktail rolls his eyes as Cheshire feels a tugging on his tail

The cat feels something tugging at his tail and he turns to see what the problem is. That's his tail, his personal tail!

The cat hears the tale tale sound of pots and pans and other shiny things being tied to his beautiful tail. "HEY!" he shouts and stands up as he does, tail poofing where it can and making even more noise as it swishes about iritably

as he moves at the pans clanking, an big dollop of garbage from the kitchen lands next to him, the germy thing almost hit him

Cheshire shrieks, nearly being infected with what he is certain is something equal if not worse to the plauge! Leaping behind flicktails chair he shouts, "Help me my minion! Attack! Attack!"

Flicktail says, "I toldyou...never speal bad of Dab.. that were prob just a warning"

"Warning? WARNING!" The chat casts his paws in the air, "That was a travisty! I will not be bullied by mere kittens! Minion, I order you to find these DAB agents...and destroy them..." He pauses, realizing that he just send an armed mercinary to destroy dibbuns, "Er...put them in time out...not the perminant, "DESTROYED" time out but...you get the idea.

Flicktail says, "Don't ya think if we coudl catch em we would ave done that......fortunately I know where they kep th cookies...wont one?"

The cat seems to favor cookies even more than a certain pudgy brown fox. "If it strikes back at those horribly little monsters, then I will take as many as you got...for uh, scince."

Flicktail says, "they are not Horrible, Cheshire master... they are just Dibbuns...they will learn"

Cheshire smirks, "Of that I have no doubt." These dibbuns will pay for what they have done to his precious tail.

Flicktail says, "You might wanna be careful.. they ave worse tricks.. and Dibbuns LOVES dirt"

Cheshire eats down his cookies as he says, "Dirt? as in germ infested Earth fit only for being trampled on foot and growing life sustaining plants Dirt?" Those fiends! They know his weaknesses!

Flicktail nods solemnly "It makes them verra dangerous to cross... Dibbuns LOVE dirt, their weakness is the Baff

Cheshire thinks about this, he begins to smile evily, "Hmmm, prehaps I can invent some device that shoots nets out and drags them into a vat of bath water...or something that shoots water AT them..." he shakes his head, "Nah, that is a silly idea. I should just lay spring loaded traps about the abbey instead.

Flicktail says, "just be prepared for them ta shoot back...."

Cheshire chuckles, "I will keep that in mind. Thank you for the cookies and the conversation. If you excuse me I do need to get these pans off my tail though..."

Flicktail says, "I can do that.. um wot do I assist wi?"

The cat smiles evily, "Oh don't you worry about that...you will find out soon enough." he laughs again for really no appearent reason.

Flicktail says, "well this statue be yours..because...yer me friend"

Cheshire looks at the statue in the fox's paws, he smiles fiently then takes it in his own paws. "Thank you Flicktail." The cat then departs, pots banging against the ground below him as he walks...

Flicktail smiles "Thanks Cheshire...fer bein me friend.... you can always stay at my cottage if ya wonts

Cheshire waves good night to the fox as he walks away, dragging the pots and pans with him.

Flicktail schuckles "DAb