"Noob!" A mouse hissed, whirling around, tail cutting through the air like a knife and wacking Prismaz hard on the nose.
Prismaz could already feel the hot tears stinging her eyes. She covered her paws with her nose and sobbed, looking down at the ground with guilt.
"You had one job one job! All you had to do you get in the hole! But NO! You had to be so frickin' slow..!" She lashed out with a paw, smacking Prismaz on the side of her head. Prismaz cried out with pain and crippled to the ground, her head throbbing as she held her face.
Why did everyone hate her? Was she too weak? Too dumb? She lay there, curled up, tears spilling out from her eyes and dotting the ground with a clear, salty liquid.
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The next level loaded in front of her, and Prismaz fidgeted nervously, nipping her paws and chewing her stubby claws. The shaman had summoned an invisible plank, and had connected another wooden plank with that one, creating a long, sturdy bridge.
Prismaz grabbed the bridge of her tail and squeezed tightly, nervously edging onto the plank as it began to creak and groan beneath her.
"Noob." One of the mice said behind her, rolling their eyes and flicking their tail with irritation. With much squealing and shouting, they pushed Prismaz farther onto the bridge. She continued on down, legs wobbling and sweat forming on her face, dissolving into her thick, light-brown fur.
In about no time, she crossed the bridge, hefting the cheese onto her back and turning to scurry down. "Finally the noob gets it." A male mouse laughed, sliding silently by her as he crossed over onto the other side.
Prismaz sighed, her ears turning hot and red. She blushed and stuttered. Why did everyone call her a noob now? Was it her name? Was it a habit now? Still feeling flustered about her situation, she stepped daintily over to the mouse hole, trying to look as great and light as possible. Maybe they won't call me noob anymore. She thought.
"Looks like noob is trying to be a tippy-toe ballet." One of the mice called jokingly from a corner of the hole, snickering as they covered their mouths with their paws. Prismaz gave a small frown and wiggled inside the mouse hole, dissapointment clear on her face. Things were getting off to a really bad start. And Prismaz wished she could just change it all.
Something suddenly popped up in front of her. The holographic image of a golden peice of cheese hovered in the air, flickering as if it were about to dissapear any minute. She reached out with a paw and touched it delicately, her eyes shining. "Ooh! What's this?"
A large 3D projection appeared in front of Prismaz, covered with dozens of skills. Curious and astonished, she tapped read one.
"Endurance. Increases your shaman's speed by 5%." She grinned and tapped it with her paw. Immediantly, the skill lit up. "Awesome. Now I can be like a pro!" She jumped up and down with glee, her purple eyes shining.
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"Last one."
Prismaz squeezed herself into the hole, grunting. A line of words suddenly popped up in front of her, a bright yellow hue.
'Prismaz has earned the title <<Greedy Mouse>>
"Huh?" Prismaz asked curiously, sqinting her eyes and peering at the words. "I am not greedy!" She protested, open mouth, staring in disbeleif.
"It's just a title, stupid." A mouse said from behind her nonchalantly, eyes dull and whiskers frizzled. "If you wear it, it just makes you look cool." He said.
Prismaz glanced at him for a second and looked back at the title, paws clasped together tightly. She rocked back onto her haunches and leaned forward, eyes bright as she reached out with a paw and touched the title delicately.
She looked up hopefully, and there it was, the title, right under her name. And before she knew it, something else appeared in front of her. Glowing brightly was a little white card, with the words Prismaz imprinted on the top in big letters. Underneath, a picture of Prismaz herself.
Prismaz let out a small gasp and examined the card, flipping it over on it's sides and looking more closely at it. "What's it for?" She asked.
"It's your transformice ID. Can't get it until you've collect 5 cheese though. You can use it too bye items and so many more." He gave out a contemptuous snort and tossed his head to the side, ears flicking. "So congratulations, noob. You have officially earned your first ID card."
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Flying Mice- A Transformice Fanfic
ActionWhen a new mouse, prismaz joins the transformice world, she is instantly bombarded with new challenges. She is scorned. They call her "Noob. Useless. Stupid. Dumb." She can never seem to get anything right. She meets many enemies on the way, and she...
