#mimicho

[shadow-in-the-valley]

Character Info

Name: Jeepers, Copy Cat, Beasty, "The Fool", Mimicho, ???

Pronouns: he/him, she/her ???

Height: 5'7"

Age: early-to-mid 20s

Birthday: ???

Occupation: Cryptid

Appearance (Current):

[shirdm-blog]

te di y me das la vida! #ElAmorMasGrandeDelPlanta #PitercitoBb #MiOjitosDeGato #MiMicho #BbModelo #EstoyPerdiendoPlata 😂

[yellowprinceday]

De: Saddie

Uno... dos... tres... ¡Feliz cumpleaños! Woohooo /aplaudir

(??)

Antes que nada y como siempre, tienes que comprender que no soy nada buena con las palabras yyyy debido a eso digo puras tonterías. Perdón por nacer ok 😢.

Este día es muymuy especial pues una personita maravillosa llegó al mundo para compartir de sus brillitos y sacarles una sonrisa a todos(!!).

Dejando eso^ de lado. Antes te he dicho que eres como el sol, porque cada vez que apareces todo el mundo es más feliz. Eres cálido y muy amarillito(?). Y es que es verdad, a veces me gustaría darte mis ojitos para que de esa manera pudieras ver por ti mismo el maravilloso ser que eres. Por eso es que tienes amigos y una novia tan bonita, porque son capaces de ver tus virtudes y tus defectos, y aún así pensar que vales oro. No dejes nunca que nadie te diga lo contrario, ¿mh? Y no pienses en aquellas personas que se han ido, porque es cosa de ellos, no tuya.

Ser Tristán significa ser positivo en todo momento, ser amable y generoso, ser cálido para sus amigos, leal y honesto, hacer bullying en todo momento, amar a los cuyos y el amarillo, y lo más importante, ser Tristán significa brindar el amor más desinteresado y bonito del mundo.

Deseo con todas mis fuerzas que Tristán siga siendo Tristán. Hoy y siempre.

Dejando de lado toda la adulación(??), déjame contarte algo chiquito. u_u

Sin darme cuenta te volviste una de las personas más importantes para mí, tanto así que no sé qué haría si algún día me alejaras de ti. Supongo que me convertiría en una sasaeng élite y te miraría de lejitos(??). Broma. Pero seguiría cuidándote a distancia, velando por tu bienestar. El cariño que te tengo no puede medirse en una palabra ya existente, por eso inventaré una. Te quiero mimichos.

mimichos= miles de millones de muchos(???)

Espero que de ahora en adelante, sigamos peleando una y otra vez, para luego pedirnos disculpas y acercarnos un poquito más.

Lamento no hacer algo tan bonito como lo hiciste tú en mi cumpleaños, pero al menos espero que mis palabras te quiten el sabor amargo que deja la escuela, hehe.

Feliz, feliz, feliiiiiiz cumpleaños, Tristán. Pasa un día increíble al lado de las personas que más quieres.

Te quiero toda una vida. ❤

[uncanny-star-stranger]

"Oh, I get it." Stranger said, her eyes widening slightly in understanding. She had managed to quell the fires of her ship by this point, so she decided to match the creature by getting down on all fours. Her hands shifted to match it's paws.

"You can only repeat what other people say to you, right?" She asked, though she was fairly sure she was right. "So you're not saying your name IS help, you're asking for help with your name. Do you not remember it or do you want a new one?" She tilted her head thoughtfully.

"I think there's an Earth word for this...uh, mimic? Echo? One of those could work." She suggested. "Or you could combine them! Maybe Mimicho!"

*It was alone again. Edith hadn't been able to keep up, and it could not turn around to search for her. So instead it continued on. It wanted to see the others again- not the mean one who tried to catch it, but the colorful radio man and the mechanic girl and that odd sleepy fella. It liked them.*

*But there were others here it had yet to meet.*

*So instead of any of them, it found itself meandering toward the edges of town again. The smell of smoke tinged the fog, and it slowed to a hesitant crawl as it approached the strange wreckage that had not been there before.*

Helloooo?

@uncanny-star-stranger

[uncanny-star-stranger]

"What am I indeed..." Stranger replied with a fond tone in her voice. She was happy Mimicho seemed to like the name, she usually wasn't so good at naming things. Her editor would be proud.

Well, first they'd yell at her for crashing her ship, but THEN they'd be proud.

"I'm not really sure!" She tilted her head. "Right now, I'm whatever you are I guess. In general, I'm me. I don't know how to define it more than that."

*It was alone again. Edith hadn't been able to keep up, and it could not turn around to search for her. So instead it continued on. It wanted to see the others again- not the mean one who tried to catch it, but the colorful radio man and the mechanic girl and that odd sleepy fella. It liked them.*

*But there were others here it had yet to meet.*

*So instead of any of them, it found itself meandering toward the edges of town again. The smell of smoke tinged the fog, and it slowed to a hesitant crawl as it approached the strange wreckage that had not been there before.*

Helloooo?

@uncanny-star-stranger

[uncanny-star-stranger]

Stranger watched as Mimicho changed forms. The process looked different from how she usually did it. The misty undefined in-between state was definitely new.

Honestly? She thought it was cool. Earth apparently had cooler shapeshifters than space.

"Okay, I can work with that." She nodded. She too began to change, first switching to a bipedal stance and growing in height. She decided to go for a slightly taller height than Mimicho had taken on, so she went for about six feet. A nice, even number.

She gave herself icy blue eyes to match Mimicho - she didn't know if humans came with other colours of eyes, better to play that safe. She settled on long, black hair that fell down her back straight.

She went for a fairly common fashion choice she had seen on other species - a plain blue t-shirt and black trousers. She made shoes to match Mimicho's as well. It was weird to project a layer on top of her usual skin, but it was apparently normal for most species, since they couldn't just change where their body parts were on a whim.

"How's this?" She did a little spin to show off her transformation. Her tail was still technically present, but she had shifted it to look like a leather belt for her trousers. "Does this look human?"

*It was alone again. Edith hadn't been able to keep up, and it could not turn around to search for her. So instead it continued on. It wanted to see the others again- not the mean one who tried to catch it, but the colorful radio man and the mechanic girl and that odd sleepy fella. It liked them.*

*But there were others here it had yet to meet.*

*So instead of any of them, it found itself meandering toward the edges of town again. The smell of smoke tinged the fog, and it slowed to a hesitant crawl as it approached the strange wreckage that had not been there before.*

Helloooo?

@uncanny-star-stranger

[uncanny-star-stranger]

"Sounds like a plan!" Stranger smiled enthusiastically and pumped her fist into the air. If humans were even half as interesting as Mimicho was, she was gonna have a great time on Earth.

"What are we waiting for?" Stranger began walking towards the town, using her telekinesis to subtly correct her stumbles as she readjusted to bipedal legs. "Let's go, friend!"

*It was alone again. Edith hadn't been able to keep up, and it could not turn around to search for her. So instead it continued on. It wanted to see the others again- not the mean one who tried to catch it, but the colorful radio man and the mechanic girl and that odd sleepy fella. It liked them.*

*But there were others here it had yet to meet.*

*So instead of any of them, it found itself meandering toward the edges of town again. The smell of smoke tinged the fog, and it slowed to a hesitant crawl as it approached the strange wreckage that had not been there before.*

Helloooo?

@uncanny-star-stranger

[shadow-in-the-valley]

*It chirped happily.* New name! *It squinted happily like a cat would.* Mimicho! Thank you, Stranger! *Despite the odd tenor it's echo of her voice took, it was far more distinct than any other words it used- the echoes of others' voices starting to blend together.* What are you? *It asked, curious.*

*It was alone again. Edith hadn't been able to keep up, and it could not turn around to search for her. So instead it continued on. It wanted to see the others again- not the mean one who tried to catch it, but the colorful radio man and the mechanic girl and that odd sleepy fella. It liked them.*

*But there were others here it had yet to meet.*

*So instead of any of them, it found itself meandering toward the edges of town again. The smell of smoke tinged the fog, and it slowed to a hesitant crawl as it approached the strange wreckage that had not been there before.*

Helloooo?

@uncanny-star-stranger