TftW: We Are Number One.
TftW: We Are Number One.
Robbie Rotten FTM TG
NOTE:
This is a FTM of someone into Robbie Rotten and this is inspired by Gottemsquickfoots's Blue Moon concepts and there is a phantom of sorts that she has that is a cheshire cat-monster with Robbie's color scheme.
Character featured in the story:
Rottenpaw: A mischievous anthropomorphic Cheshire Cat-like monster with purple fur, maroon stripes and tufts of fur that are jet black in color, when he was alive he was a trickster and liked causing trouble. Prior to becoming a phantom he never got caught, except when someone found him out and he collapsed through the floor into a tunnel of sorts - which is what lead to him becoming a phantom. Now as a phantom he continues to play pranks and tricks.
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From the day she was manifested into this plain, Romana had always been a 'bad-girl', always causing trouble and being the ultimate bad-girl in general. Her behavior in school got her in trouble on a regular basis and she loved it, she was trouble with a capital t and she knew it, one evening after she had returned from senior-high she got scolded by her parents for rebelling and for making wisecracks in the assembly.
If only they knew why she acted out like this, then perhaps they would understand her reasons for doing it. She had what you might call a spirit or 'phantom' of sorts following her, the creature in particular was a Cheshire Cat-monster called Rottenpaw, he had purplish fur with maroon stripes, the tuffs of fur on his head however were jet black and styled to look like a pompadour, the tip of his tail was also black to match.
This cat seemed to have eaten a lot but he was physically fit, a very lithe and agile cat creature as well, although he did cause a lot of trouble and was mainly focused on lazing around, he was mostly a very active and agile feline. His actions seemed to influence her in a lot of ways as she would play pranks, dress up in disguises and cause assorted forms of mischief.
"Romana...we need to talk.."
"Yeah yeah I know, my homebook said that i've been a rebel and have been wreaking havoc, that's what I always do. Oh and in case you're wondering that assembly was boring as hell, just another stupid person I don't know getting an award that nobody gives a flying flpper about."
"I know..but about that play?"
"I'm sorry but I had a reason to complain about that play. I mean I had worked my butt off to be in that play but it all went wrong thanks to that moron Carl. He doesn't appreciate how real show-people work. I wanted to have a good part and I could have had one but noooooo...I got stuck playing a random minion who dies. Did I get any lines? No, I did not. It stinks that out of all the actors.. i'm the one who got diddly squat out of being part of that play."
"That still doesn't mean.."
"You know what? I don't have to do as you tell me...because i'm a rebel. I play by my own rules and no assembly is going to keep me from being who I am. I'm going to keep on doing this for as long as I live..."
"But..."
"BUT NOTHING!"
She yelled as she ran upstairs to go and listen to her music, as she turned on the music player and started humming to herself, the feline spirit circled around her before floating over to where she was, he purred - knowing that his beloved protectee was hearing, he purred and whispered in her ear as she lied down on the bed and drifted off to sleep. A few seconds later he coiled up with her on the bed and whispered words into her ears, she awoke when she heard him
"I heard what your mother said about your behavior.."
"It was absolutely horrible, it's like she condemns me for rebelling..."
"I know...she thinks that your behavior was horrendous, terrible...disgusting.."
"She thinks i'm well..."
"Rotten?"
"Yes....that's the word..."
"She thinks your behavior is rotten? Well then, why don't we show her just how rotten you can be? It doesn't matter what she thinks, she's nothing compared to you, I mean you are number one. Repeat after me, you are number one..."
"I am number one..."
"That's right...and so am I....we are number one."
"We are number one..."
She started instinctively singing to herself with that particular phrase echoing in her mind as purplish mist surrounded her, she coughed a few time as the word 'rotten' was uttered a few times as well, she cackled in a devious manner as Rottenpaw curled around her. The purple mist slowly waved on her body, causing her body to bend and twist in a cartoony manner. Her arms lengthened and broadened, while her hands enlarged - her skin glistening a bit but still remaining flawless.
In addition to this her torso and chest broadened as her breasts retracted into the former, her clothing slowly being consumed by a purplish coloration which changed them into a pinstriped suit with a maroon, red and even dark bluish coloration to it which was topped off with her feet enlarging a bit as two elegant shoes known as 'spats' developed on them, her legs lengthening as her hips retracted. Her privates altering into the more mannish variant as she slowly elevated in height.
Her shoulders and back broadened a little still remaining lithe as her neckline altered a bit, her hair slowly turning from brown to jet black and slicking itself into a pompadour-like style as her eyebrows thickened a bit and turned the same color as her hair, her eyes turning a light shade of blue as light pinkish/purplish makeup was applied around them. Her nose altering a bit in size as her jawline stretched out, becoming more robust as her chin jutted out - giving her a lantern jaw of sorts as her features morphed and reshaped themselves - she giggled to herself as this happened.
A new series of memories and thoughts influenced her as a more devious persona took over, this persona was that of a villain named Robbie Rotten, her features continued morphing themselves until she resembled the aforementioned villain. Her voice deepened and altered as it became more masculine, but also sinister and quite comical - giving her the voice of the character. A few seconds later and her or rather his transformation completed itself, he was now Robbie Rotten and yet he always knew that, he couldn't have imagined being anyone else.
He gave a wicked smile as he twirled around, before breaking out into a song number, that song of course being a mega-mashup of some of the best songs sung by Robbie himself on the show. When the musical number was finished, he turned to Rottenpaw and petted him. That cat creature of his had been a great help in unleashing his true potential as a villain.
"See? I told you I could bring out your truly rotten potential..."
"And I am most certainly grateful for that. I have a feeling that I am going to enjoy being like this and I am going to have fun causing chaos like this. I feel so wonderfully diabolical - and, yes...wicked too."
"Oh yes, you're definitely ready."
"I'm ready to cause all sorts of mayhem.."
"Now do you know what time it is?"
"Oooh, I know! It's disguise time!"
Robbie spun around several times as his costume changed to that of a musician/hypnotist combination, when he stopped spinning he got out a blank CD of sorts and placed it in his music player, the song playing was none other than the song 'We Are Number One', he made several copies of the song and replayed them in multiple different places. Yes, this idea was definitely going to go down in history.
And so with that he began his latest plot, using the various copies of 'We Are Number One', he combined the song's catchiness with hypnotic words of suggestion that could be used to entrance people into listening to the song. Once the song was unleashed onto the internet and onto the people in the city, everyone began to fall under its spell and they all started to sing and dance along with it.
As for what happened later, it wasn't long until he found himself a couple of followers to aid him and make them equally as rotten he was both physically and mentally, even turning a few male subjects into perfect Robbie doubles. Yes, Robbie Rotten was back and once again he truly was number one.
Remember my friends, if you want to be truly wicked and malevolent - and you want to be number one in the field of villainy and mischief, there is one man who can teach you all the tricks of the trade. Have you ever caught a good guy, like a real superhero? Have you ever tried a disguise? Are you a real villain? If the answer to all these questions is no, then I can see that you'll have to be taught how to be villains. And luckily there is one man who can help. His name is Robbie Rotten. And he is number one.
Robbie Rotten FTM TG
NOTE:
This is a FTM of someone into Robbie Rotten and this is inspired by Gottemsquickfoots's Blue Moon concepts and there is a phantom of sorts that she has that is a cheshire cat-monster with Robbie's color scheme.
Character featured in the story:
Rottenpaw: A mischievous anthropomorphic Cheshire Cat-like monster with purple fur, maroon stripes and tufts of fur that are jet black in color, when he was alive he was a trickster and liked causing trouble. Prior to becoming a phantom he never got caught, except when someone found him out and he collapsed through the floor into a tunnel of sorts - which is what lead to him becoming a phantom. Now as a phantom he continues to play pranks and tricks.
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From the day she was manifested into this plain, Romana had always been a 'bad-girl', always causing trouble and being the ultimate bad-girl in general. Her behavior in school got her in trouble on a regular basis and she loved it, she was trouble with a capital t and she knew it, one evening after she had returned from senior-high she got scolded by her parents for rebelling and for making wisecracks in the assembly.
If only they knew why she acted out like this, then perhaps they would understand her reasons for doing it. She had what you might call a spirit or 'phantom' of sorts following her, the creature in particular was a Cheshire Cat-monster called Rottenpaw, he had purplish fur with maroon stripes, the tuffs of fur on his head however were jet black and styled to look like a pompadour, the tip of his tail was also black to match.
This cat seemed to have eaten a lot but he was physically fit, a very lithe and agile cat creature as well, although he did cause a lot of trouble and was mainly focused on lazing around, he was mostly a very active and agile feline. His actions seemed to influence her in a lot of ways as she would play pranks, dress up in disguises and cause assorted forms of mischief.
"Romana...we need to talk.."
"Yeah yeah I know, my homebook said that i've been a rebel and have been wreaking havoc, that's what I always do. Oh and in case you're wondering that assembly was boring as hell, just another stupid person I don't know getting an award that nobody gives a flying flpper about."
"I know..but about that play?"
"I'm sorry but I had a reason to complain about that play. I mean I had worked my butt off to be in that play but it all went wrong thanks to that moron Carl. He doesn't appreciate how real show-people work. I wanted to have a good part and I could have had one but noooooo...I got stuck playing a random minion who dies. Did I get any lines? No, I did not. It stinks that out of all the actors.. i'm the one who got diddly squat out of being part of that play."
"That still doesn't mean.."
"You know what? I don't have to do as you tell me...because i'm a rebel. I play by my own rules and no assembly is going to keep me from being who I am. I'm going to keep on doing this for as long as I live..."
"But..."
"BUT NOTHING!"
She yelled as she ran upstairs to go and listen to her music, as she turned on the music player and started humming to herself, the feline spirit circled around her before floating over to where she was, he purred - knowing that his beloved protectee was hearing, he purred and whispered in her ear as she lied down on the bed and drifted off to sleep. A few seconds later he coiled up with her on the bed and whispered words into her ears, she awoke when she heard him
"I heard what your mother said about your behavior.."
"It was absolutely horrible, it's like she condemns me for rebelling..."
"I know...she thinks that your behavior was horrendous, terrible...disgusting.."
"She thinks i'm well..."
"Rotten?"
"Yes....that's the word..."
"She thinks your behavior is rotten? Well then, why don't we show her just how rotten you can be? It doesn't matter what she thinks, she's nothing compared to you, I mean you are number one. Repeat after me, you are number one..."
"I am number one..."
"That's right...and so am I....we are number one."
"We are number one..."
She started instinctively singing to herself with that particular phrase echoing in her mind as purplish mist surrounded her, she coughed a few time as the word 'rotten' was uttered a few times as well, she cackled in a devious manner as Rottenpaw curled around her. The purple mist slowly waved on her body, causing her body to bend and twist in a cartoony manner. Her arms lengthened and broadened, while her hands enlarged - her skin glistening a bit but still remaining flawless.
In addition to this her torso and chest broadened as her breasts retracted into the former, her clothing slowly being consumed by a purplish coloration which changed them into a pinstriped suit with a maroon, red and even dark bluish coloration to it which was topped off with her feet enlarging a bit as two elegant shoes known as 'spats' developed on them, her legs lengthening as her hips retracted. Her privates altering into the more mannish variant as she slowly elevated in height.
Her shoulders and back broadened a little still remaining lithe as her neckline altered a bit, her hair slowly turning from brown to jet black and slicking itself into a pompadour-like style as her eyebrows thickened a bit and turned the same color as her hair, her eyes turning a light shade of blue as light pinkish/purplish makeup was applied around them. Her nose altering a bit in size as her jawline stretched out, becoming more robust as her chin jutted out - giving her a lantern jaw of sorts as her features morphed and reshaped themselves - she giggled to herself as this happened.
A new series of memories and thoughts influenced her as a more devious persona took over, this persona was that of a villain named Robbie Rotten, her features continued morphing themselves until she resembled the aforementioned villain. Her voice deepened and altered as it became more masculine, but also sinister and quite comical - giving her the voice of the character. A few seconds later and her or rather his transformation completed itself, he was now Robbie Rotten and yet he always knew that, he couldn't have imagined being anyone else.
He gave a wicked smile as he twirled around, before breaking out into a song number, that song of course being a mega-mashup of some of the best songs sung by Robbie himself on the show. When the musical number was finished, he turned to Rottenpaw and petted him. That cat creature of his had been a great help in unleashing his true potential as a villain.
"See? I told you I could bring out your truly rotten potential..."
"And I am most certainly grateful for that. I have a feeling that I am going to enjoy being like this and I am going to have fun causing chaos like this. I feel so wonderfully diabolical - and, yes...wicked too."
"Oh yes, you're definitely ready."
"I'm ready to cause all sorts of mayhem.."
"Now do you know what time it is?"
"Oooh, I know! It's disguise time!"
Robbie spun around several times as his costume changed to that of a musician/hypnotist combination, when he stopped spinning he got out a blank CD of sorts and placed it in his music player, the song playing was none other than the song 'We Are Number One', he made several copies of the song and replayed them in multiple different places. Yes, this idea was definitely going to go down in history.
And so with that he began his latest plot, using the various copies of 'We Are Number One', he combined the song's catchiness with hypnotic words of suggestion that could be used to entrance people into listening to the song. Once the song was unleashed onto the internet and onto the people in the city, everyone began to fall under its spell and they all started to sing and dance along with it.
As for what happened later, it wasn't long until he found himself a couple of followers to aid him and make them equally as rotten he was both physically and mentally, even turning a few male subjects into perfect Robbie doubles. Yes, Robbie Rotten was back and once again he truly was number one.
Remember my friends, if you want to be truly wicked and malevolent - and you want to be number one in the field of villainy and mischief, there is one man who can teach you all the tricks of the trade. Have you ever caught a good guy, like a real superhero? Have you ever tried a disguise? Are you a real villain? If the answer to all these questions is no, then I can see that you'll have to be taught how to be villains. And luckily there is one man who can help. His name is Robbie Rotten. And he is number one.
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