We'll just have to accept that we're completely inept, but that's what makes us so unique.

[jokerofcrime]

Who: Meowth AND YOU
When: Tuesday, May 15th. ALL DAY.
Where: All around the city.
Summary: Ever wondered what Meowth does all day? WONDER NO MORE. Respond under the comment headings for time and place.
Warnings: EXCESSIVE LEVELS OF RIDICULOUS.

[THE FOLLOWING POST TAKES PLACE BETWEEN THE HOURS OF 12:00 PM AND 6:00 PM.

DURING THIS TIME, JACK BAUER TOPPLED AN ENTIRE TERRORIST CELL.

I BET THAT MAKES YOU FEEL GOOD ABOUT YOUR LIFE.]

Comments

MARY'S APARTMENT.

[jokerofcrime]

[Anyone hanging out in the home of one Mary Winchester may find themselves tripping over and generally being confused by the REALLY WEIRD cat sleeping on top of Mary's other cats like they're a fuzzy mattress.

They might also be weirded out by the fact that he's mumbling things about cheesecake in his sleep.

Normal cats sure... don't care about cheesecake. Or talk. Luckily, Mary, herself, is used to this. Guests might not be.]

Re: MARY'S APARTMENT.

[mulletrock]

[What the hell. When Dean starts hearing voices he's half sure that he's crazy. He doesn't spend time with the cats. He's not really a cat person. So he doesn't expect that's what's happening and he knows absolutely nothing pokemon. That's up Sam's alley, or Ben's. So he doesn't really catch onto the fact that there's another cat in the household and if he does he just blames it on his Mom's need to pick up strays.]

Come out you sonuvabitch!

[Dean's got his gun out and has it pointed at... nothing. Fucking voices. He'll show you.

In his experience they're never a good thing. He's just hoping this place hasn't finally sent him off the reservation.]

I got your cheesecake right here.

[jokerofcrime]

[And Meowth PERKS RIGHT UP, because what is angry tones. He heard cheesecake.] I ordered the cheesecake! [Oh hey, that is a gun. Meowth shrieks a little and tries to bury himself under the other two cats.]

[mulletrock]

[Did that cat just talk?

Dean actually stops short and lowers his gun for a moment before snapping it right back up.]

What the hell are you?!

[He's fought things most people have nightmares about and it's the talking cat that makes him uncomfortable.]

[jokerofcrime]

[HAS NO ONE SEEN A POKEMON BEFORE? Well... Time to fake it. He looks up at Dean with wide, innocent eyes.]

...Meow..th? [HE'S A CAT WITH A LISP.

DON'T JUDGE HIM.]

[carryonmywaywardson]

[Being trapped in a house cus the outside world is too much of a danger... sucks. So he does, of course, have to wander around a bit and explore. And seeing a pile of cats he of course has to go and bother them. He casually walked over to pet one, small hand sliding down a rounded body of a real cat, only to pause at the mumbles...]

[and at seeing the not really a cat but a-- noooo]

[He stood there a moment too long, eyes large and very wide open, mouth dropped open for a moment before closing again. his hand reached up and.... poked the jewel on the top of the cats head. The Meowths head!]

[jokerofcrime]

[Meowth murmurs in his sleep and rolls over, batting at Ben's hand as he does so and yawning.] Layoffthatwouldja?

[carryonmywaywardson]

Holy shit! [Ben gasped as the Meowth like thing spoke. It really SPOKE. Like it should! Was it a toy? He reached over to poke it again, in the side, a hand reaching to touch it's tail carefully. It didn't feel like a toy...]

Are you real?

[jokerofcrime]

[Meowth's tail happens to be his most sensitive part- THANK YOU, STUPID RICH LADY'S SNUBBLE, so when Ben touches it, he leaps to his feet, snatches it out of the way, and looks surprised for a moment.] Huh? What? [Bliiiinks. Unfamiliar twerp. This bodes well.] 'Course I'm real, kid. Where're you gettin' off thinkin' I ain't?

An outdoor cafe

[jokerofcrime]

[HIDING UNDER TABLES.

(SHIA LABEOUF)

LOOKING SO CUTE.

(SHIA LABEOUF)

EATING ALL YOUR FOOD

ACTUAL TALKING CAT SHIA LABEOUF

Spoiler: Shia LaBeouf not actually present in this thread]

The shady black market place that is inexplicably in the mall, probably behind the froyo place.

[jokerofcrime]

[If you go down to the black market today,

You're sure of a big surprise

If you go down to the black market today

You won't believe your eyes~

...Yeah, basically, there's a group of three shady guys with sunglasses hanging around with a cat balanced on their shoulders. Who knows what they're doing. Who even cares. IT'S LIKE NO ONE TAKES SHADY DEALINGS SERIOUSLY ANYMORE.]

STILL IN THE UNDERGROUND MALL... But near the pet store.

[jokerofcrime]

[I guess Meowth's gang all went to get froyo or something, and now his day has taken a decided turn for the worse. WHO KNEW IF YOU HAPPENED TO WANDER BY THE PET STORE, STORE CLERKS THINK YOU ESCAPED OR SOME SHIT.

Racists.

Anyway, Meowth is currently cornered against a wall with a pet store employee looming over him. For some reason... Brett Favre chose to work at a pet store so this is actually rather intimidating. HELP A CAT OUT?

Or investigate why there's an angry fuzzball with glowing claws. 'cause that is a thing that is happening.]

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ Stopping by the pet store on his way home from work. William's got three cats of his own to take care of, and they were running low on cat chow. Problem is, with all the fuss over the so-called escapee cat, there's no one to ring up his purchase.

William check his watch, muttering something to himself and steps outside the store to see what is so important that the employees can't do their job properly. ]

Excuse me. I have been waiting at the register for nearly 10 minutes. Can someone assist me? Honestly.

[ Hopefully for Meowth, William's complaints will distract their attention for enough time!. ]

[jokerofcrime]

[YOU KNOW WHAT?

It totally does. Unfortunately, it's very hard for someone to want to ring up anyone's purchases when they've received a very nice set of cuts on their arm from (1) annoyed cat-type Pokemon... Who, by the way, is now shambling up William's leg to get a higher vantage point to yell at Mr. Brett Favre Pet Shop Clerk.] Next time pick on somebody your own size, bub.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ It doesn't take William long to see what the issue is here. He frowns deeper at the clerk, who obviously isn't bright enough to figure out that a talking cat is probably not part of his store inventory. ]

Yes, and perhaps you should learn to distinguish the difference between a house cat and a consumer.

[ He bats Meowth's tail away, which is currently flicking in his face, then adjusts his glasses accordingly. ]

[jokerofcrime]

[You're a cool person, William.

You can stay. The clerk, meanwhile, decides that maybe he's... had enough of this BS, and scurries away to make sure he doesn't need a rabies vaccination. Victory for Meowth. He straightens a little from his KING OF THE MOUNTAIN perch on William's shoulder and preens.] Hah! Guess I showed him who's boss.

The baseball diamond.

[jokerofcrime]

[Well, that was a crappy adventure. Now Meowth's hanging around the baseball diamond, watching for new arrivals.

WHAT?

DON'T JUDGE HIM.]

The bushes of Phancyhive.

[jokerofcrime]

[Meowth is still trying to figure out if Kyubey's IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

So, you know, he's hiding in the bushes.

Spying.

O______O]

[madvaporskillz]

[But who watches the watchers?

Not that Chessur much minds one way or the other about the state of Meowth's love life. But he is most certainly drifting up behind him, partly for the hell and partly because Meowth is most certainly another interesting cat.]

[jokerofcrime]

[You can practically hear the Rockwell swelling.

It occurs to Meowth

that maybe

he is not alone.

So... He just casually turns around and OH MY GOD, WHY IS THERE A FREAKY FLOATING CAT. SCREAM. Meowth ducks into a dark corner of the bushes and pokes his head out. Because the bush will protect his body. Sure.] If you're a Pokemon too, we gotta talk about solidarity, 'cause no body else in this joint knows a thing about us, so that means we gotta stick together and not fight, 'kay?

[madvaporskillz]

[Why? Because there is.

Well, that and the fact the Chessur generally prefers floating to standing on the ground, but that is neither here nor there, really. It's enough that he's visible for a change.]

Why should I ever care to be something I'm not?

GRAB BAG

[jokerofcrime]

[WANNA INTERACT WITH MEOWTH, BUT DON'T LIKE ANY OF THOSE OPTIONS?

OKAY.

Pick a place and I will find SOME REASON for him to be there. Isn't that amazing?

AKA Chris is lazy and wanted to finish this post. Sue me.]

just outside the towers, set after dean's thread :|

[momchester]

[Tra la la Mary's just walking along, coming home to the Towers after a terrible day at work. She's looking forward to all kinds of things: seeing Dean, a bottle of wine, and Meowth curled up on top of the cats at the foot of her bed, like king of the mountain. It's the little things that keep her going no matter how rough things are.

Seeing as she left Meowth in her apartment before her shift, she's definitely not expecting him to be anywhere but her apartment, and certainly not fleeing it.]

[jokerofcrime]

[HI, MARY.

DO YOU REALIZE HOW SAFE AND VERY MUCH LIKE VALHALLA YOUR ANKLES ARE?

WELL... YEAH.

The minute Meowth sees her, he launches himself at her leg and clings to it desperately.] No offense t' your family, Mary, but not a single one of 'em is as decent as you are. In fact that son o' yours oughta go back to the ranch, 'cause I'm thinkin' he's a bit deranged.

[momchester]

[Mary jumps and lets out an unflattering screech, but realizes inside a second who it is and settles down with a curious look.]

Meowth- wait, my-

[SNORT.]

-Oh. Oh no, you met Dean, didn't you?