#mehitabel

I found out about her existence a little back, but I watched her source and I love her so much!! I think y’all will enjoy her as well!

So without further ado, say hello to Mehitabel!

Mehitabel is from an obscure 1970 animated movie called Shinbone Alley. (You can watch it for free on YouTube, btw!)

She is an alley cat who dreams of becoming a big star, and is always willing to chase any opportunity that comes to her. Aside from being super pretty, I just feel like she deserves so much better than what she’s got. Y’know how some people look at their F/Os and go, “I can fix them”? That’s how I feel about Mehitabel.

I’m in the “about to F/O” phase for her, but I can already imagine the dynamic between us. Maybe she is a very famous star and I’m the not-so-glamorous husband who has to keep her in check. Maybe she ended up being famous because of me. Who knows! But I know for sure that she’ll make an excellent addition to my F/O list.

(Plus, she’s an Extroverted Perceiver!!)

Everyone, give a warm welcome to Mehitabel! Expect me to post about her more in the future! :]

Six characters I love!

If it were up to them, Mehitabel Stonecrop would be a surgeon. But a tragedy will cause them to reevaluate their calling and embrace their extrasensory abilities. Finalizing this character's appearance and exploring a changing wardrobe.

Wrote the second installment of an OC’s chance meeting with Scorch on a GAR waystation for @countessofbiscuit Got to write some terrible banter and had to do some character development. The title comes from a brevity code - ‘bogey dope’ is a request for information about the target. 

Thanks to everyone I (repeatedly) cornered about medical information, powerlifting, and milwank. 

bogey dope 

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Dredged up from sleep to bleary consciousness by the insistent beep of her chrono alarm, Mehitabel oriented herself by the smell of air scrubbers and the sag of the thin mattress beneath her. No background thrum of the engines, felt as much as heard, so she wasn’t shipside, but - of course. The convoy had been late and she’d missed her outgoing connection, and she ought to be angrier about being in transient hell - oh. Oh.

In reaching for her chrono she’d rolled over into a congealing jizzbomb.