Such Slander!

I shall say in advance...Mr Quan, stand down. Do not call in the rest of the Kitty Warrior-Monks quite yet.

About a week ago, my spy network had informed me that my name was bandied about in the recent attempt on the life of the lycan sheriff of Steelhead, a Mr. Fuzzball Ortega. I thought Ortega was the obsession of Mr Barthelmess, who has been rather unsuccessful, I might say. Although he is now an ambassador to Steeltopia? Brilliant move sir. *cackles* Of course, I sat down at my desk, fired off a rather irate letter and had it couriered to Steelhead post-haste:I know about that infernal evil genius/villain list, but who is this Purdie Uggla, who has dared to mock me and has now landed themselves on my list? So much fuss over a mangy shapeshifting canine! Do I need to make a visit to this Steelhead soon? I am not called evil tiny kitty for nothing! *eyes narrow*

Mr Quan, we have a few preparations in our future...

Mr Quan's Expansions

I have been on...sojourns...of late, for reasons only I need to know. In the meanwhile, it seems Mr Quan has been keeping himself rather busy...He seems to have established a Benevolent Order of Oddkitties in this city called "New Toulouse", a rather laid-back place quite perfect for a front--I mean, establishment such as his. His recruitment activities have been going well and he gave me a tour the other week, which included an intriguing contraption...
And how lovely of him to provide a free soup kitchen. I do hope that the crawfish haven't been fed soylent green again. He does my organization proud spreading Hidden Paw--I mean, feeding the downtrodden of New Toulouse...*cackles*

Crazy...Tinkerer?

I found this most interesting quiz through Dr Fabre's aethernet journal and thought that I would take it...Hmph! Crazy? Tinkerer? I do not know which one I should be more offended by...

Your result for The Steampunk Archetype Test...

The Crazy Clockwork Tinkerer

What is life? If something simulates life so well that no one knows that it is simulated and treats it like it were alive, would that be just like life? And if you were the one to create this simulated life, would that make you a god of some sort? Quite possibly, and that may be one of the many motivations behind your projects. Your clockwork mechanisms started off simple and cute, but as you attempted to replicate life in your machines, you created bigger mechanisms, golems of gears, that do your bidding. You are a genius, but a crazy genius.

Take The Steampunk Archetype Test at HelloQuizzy

To Hidden Paw!

I was finally able to meet with Mr Foden, and I was accompanied by Mr Quan, who had his claws out at first--just in case. A bit more serious in personality and a Babbagian, Mr Foden is an airman with a squadron at his disposal, and has a bit of scripting experience under his belt. He showed me his gyropticon rings as a potential alternative energy source using kinetic energy... His reason for joining Hidden Paw was simple, his dislike of humans and a touch of revenge...both motives I can understand. I decided to go ahead and take him on as a minion. We raised our glasses in a toast to our newest member of the organization: "Long live Hidden Paw! May it ever grow!"

And Yet ANOTHER Minion Prospect!

Hidden Paw must be rather appealing as I even have a defector from the RCAF applying. What a coup for the organization! I do wonder what his motives are however and Mr Quan and I shall keep a close eye on him.

Mr Pilot Sopwith tells me he is a skilled pilot and gunrunner and a bit of a scoundrel, although I believe he is quite a kitty flirt. Flattery gets you everywhere sir--also possibly in a grave, so I'd watch that...I'm not so easily charmed.

Another Minion Perhaps?

It seems I have prospective minions coming out of the aether as I have received yet another application:

Hello, there...

Might I start out by stating that I am quite simply amazed with your work? Ah, I suppose an introduction of sorts is in order. I am Asrei Foden, as I'm sure an individual of your caliber has gathered. As the title of this note suggests, I am indeed looking to become a minion, especially of one such as yourself. My skills include slightly-advanced building, sharpshooting, obtaining items through... Let's call it persuasion, and also with distracting the masses through multiple means. If it helps any, I am a fellow feline, although not of the tiny variety, and I believe I add a certain look to any sinister operation. Please inform me what I must do to encroach into your employ.

With reverence and awe,
Asrei T. Foden

I have been...away...but I shall try to endeavor to schedule an interview with him soon. I do hope Mr Quan will be able to train him well.

I've Been Tagged...Dash It!!

Well, it seems Dr Mason has tagged me for one of these infernal memes...

1. write the title to your own memoir using six words.
2. post it on your blog.
3. link to the person that tagged you.
4. tag five more blogs.

My Memoirs: Machinations of an Evil Tiny Kitty *rolls her eyes*

And no, I'm not tagging anyone else as they have already been tagged. I come up with plenty of schemes, but my God...

*mutters and returns to her work*