“Murder Rat used to be a heroine, called herself the Mouse Protector.
Huh. Power to control mice and rats, perhaps? Or at least communicate with them?
In a similar vein to Taylor and the spiderbots, I’m imagining Mouse Protector using a computer without moving her hands other than to type, controlling the computer mouse with her mind.
Anyway, Mouse Protector is a somewhat silly name, but if you treat “mouse” as a metaphor for the small and helpless, then it becomes kind of evocative.
One of those capes who plays up the cheese, no pun intended. Camped it up, acted dorky, used bad puns, so her enemies would be embarrassed to lose to her.
Pfft, like Spiderman. This is something I’ve previously commented on Worm not really doing, so it’s nice to know that there are capes in this world that actually are like this.
Ravager decided she’d had enough, asked the Nine to take Mouse Protector down. So we took the job. Beat Mouse Protector, and I took her to the operating table.
I’m beginning to understand why getting caught by the Nine is sometimes considered a fate worse than death.
The other Nine tracked down Ravager and collected her, too. Just to make it clear that we don’t take orders.
…of course.
We aren’t errand boys or errand girls either. Now Ravager gets to spend the rest of her life with the woman she hated, making up.”
Oddly poetic for talking about an inhuman Frankensteinian monstrosity.
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