Squeaky Zeman

" Once upon a time, a wayward giggle fell madly in love with a dream... In that moment, an imaginary friend was born."

The story of how it began

Hundreds of years before the rise of man, the goddess Tielekku fell in love with a great wild thing. With her love she took a piece of his heart, leaving it forever fractured. In that moment, the wild thing began to die… But that which would bring about his death, sealed the fate of the world. For from the piece of his heart and the essence of her own life, Tielekku wove together two worlds. From the spark of reality, woven around a shard of unreal, a child was born.

If only her mother had lived to see her creation grow up. Her fallen father unaware of her existence and her mother dead, the child wandered from dream to dream, searching…

As reality shaped her, she took the role of an imaginary friend, feeding off the dreams she helped to create in the minds and hearts of the children who needed her…

The Squeaky found she liked this existence, growing with the children around her, though never growing up. For three hundred years, she lived this way...

Until one day, in a place where the impossible becomes possible, she found the one being in existence would never grow up and forget her.

The one she would come to know as… Father.

And the child was happy.

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Security Level:	Confidential
Personal Data
Real Name:	Squeaky Platypus Waffle Iron Delicatessen Lampshade Pickle Jar Evangeline Hiccup Potato Zeman, The Awe Inspiring Bodhavista Of A Thousand Flaming Puppies.
Known Aliases:	Squeaky, Squeaks, Squeakish, Squeakers, Little Eshu.
Species:	Halfbreed - Seelie/Goddess, based on the Exalted Race Raksha.
Age:	312 years. Physically and mentally, twelve.
Height:	3 feet, 4 inches.
Weight:	46lbs.
Eye Color:	Glassy black with no visible white. When one looks closely, one can see their own reflection in them.
Hair Color:	Carrot Top Red.
Biographical Data
Nationality:	'
Occupation:	'
Place of Birth:	'
Base of Operations:	Confidential
Marital Status:	'
Known Relatives:	Mother - The Goddess Tielekku, Father - Narah Zeman, Uncle Liam. Adopted older brother, Radio Clash. Everyone in the D.
Known Powers
Reality Warping, Shaping, Illusion Control, Story Telling, Being Utterly Adorable, Lighting Things On Fire.
Known Abilities
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Equipment
Magical Hat, Magical Shovel, Cuteness.
No additional information available.

The Hat: The only information Squeaky will ever give on the origins of her hat, is that it was a gift from her mother. She is fiercely protective of it and has been known to treat it as one would a close friend. It looks at first glance, to be a simple black cowboy hat. Look closer however and you might think it's moving. If one could sense it, one might feel a life force coming from it. Within this hat, Squeaky's wishes, desire and needs are created on whim alone, ready to be drawn whenever and however she see's fit. One might think they were imaginary, until they came into contact with them. Unlike her stories, the things the hat produces are quite real. For the select few who have ever have the pleasure of being shoved into the hat, they would find a comfortable and well furnished condo, decorated in classy Victorian Era antique's and furniture, all in soft pink and white. Behind a bright pink door, one would find a large bedroom full of toys, including a Squeaky size table, chairs and elegant tea set... In the center of this room however, stands a large box. Inside the box, is a soft feather bed and a thick comforter. You would find however, when approaching this box, the hair on the back of your neck rises. If ignored, you would discover yourself face to face with massive creature resembling the Hindu goddess Kali. After all, this is Squeaky's inner sanctum. You wouldn't expect it to be unguarded, would you?

The Shovel: Woven from shards of broken hopes and shattered dreams, this is the most well known weapon at Squeaky's disposal. She wields it with great skill, never hesitating to bash someone over the head or smack someone in the face with it. Her movements seem smooth and controlled, one trained in combat might recognize several different martial arts styles being used at once. If you watched closely, you might notice an expression of amusement on her cherubish face. This might be because of all the people who have faced the wrath of her Shovel, only one has ever figured out it's secret. Being a thing of the unreal, it only hurts if you believe it will. So far, everyone has believed it was a shovel and so it is little wonder that she would enjoy watching people yelp in pain and fall over. This provides endless entertainment, which she takes advantage of in every way she can.

The Mmmm and the third person.: What the heck is a the Mmmm? Mmsimple. MmSqueaky-ism. This idea was borrowed from an RPer I admire very, very much. A level 80 human warlock, located in World Of Warcraft, Moon Guard. His name is Errigal and he is awesome. In character however, the Mmmm stems from a speech impediment, self imposed by Squeaky herself, who adopted it while watching over a little girl with a stuttering problem. Squeaky also has a habit of speaking of herself in the third person. No one knows why she does this, including herself, but it sure is cute.

Partner In Crime Squeaky is often seen with a larger, less colorful, male version of herself. Narah Zeman, the Raksha who dared to love a goddess and the only biological parent Squeaky has. One might call them two peas in a pod. She clings to him with her whole heart and soul, because in a way... He is the only thing she has to hold on to. Many have said that Narah is a terrible father and in many ways, this is true... After all, what father would encourage a child to shoot her eye out or reward her by lighting her head on fire? Oh but she loves him for it, for she alone knows it is the closest thing to real love he can offer. He is the Clyde to her Bonnie, the Velma to her Louise. A family that quite literally puts the "Fun" in "Dysfunctional."

There are so many things that could be said about this perky, vibrant creature. Vivacious, insightful and more fun then a barrel of monkey's, Squeaky is a lovable character. Tiny, blue and hyper to the point of being flittery, she darts back and forth, filling the D with oddness, laughter and a hint of insanity. Unbeknownst to her "Victims", Squeaky is a bit of a vampire. Her actions in the D are more then just playtime, though you would never guess by watching them. Like most Raksha, she requires the energy siphoned from emotions, imagination and dreams to sustain herself and will often create drama, simply to make more to feed on.

Unlike her Raksha kin however, she can also obtain nutrients from food, a gift granted by her very real mother. She has a liking for all things potato, chocolate ice cream and apple juice.

Squeaky is not a malicious creature, but at times her Raksha side takes over and she can be quite conniving. She is a master of the grace of cups. While one would never suspect cuteness of being a power, Squeaky sometimes uses it to control and manipulate those around her into doing her bidding. Clever and mischievous, she has been known to pit people against each other for her own amusement and loves to say things that make others uncomfortable or even afraid or which evoke compassion and love, without anyone ever suspecting she might be anything more then a precious, nieve little child to be protected and spoiled. Rest assured, she has half the D wrapped lovingly around her tiny little finger and uses it to her advantage in every way possible.

This is not to say Squeaky does not care for the people of the D, on the contrary, she views many of them as family and utterly adores several. Among people who are oddities in themselves, Squeaky finds a place to belong and she relishes in it. In this playground of steel, bad techno music and magic, Squeaky feels most at home.

They are her friends, her play things, her teachers...

The D is to her a happy little nest of chaos and fun.

Things are not always peachy for this little bundle of bounce however, as many people in the D have seen, the half of her which is real causes some very real problems. Unlike true Raksha, she is only immortal as long as she is able to focus enough to "Dance merrily away from death"... Pain is only an Illusion if she doesn't pay attention to it, which is difficult when you're... Well, in pain. The greatest problem with this would be her tiny, fragile wings, which she decided to grow in order to be more like her father. Unfortunately for Squeaky, growth is a thing of reality and so they are quite real and quite sensitive to touch.

Like her unreal father, she is also deathly allergic to Iron. Iron forces the unreal to become real and so when stabbed or shot by a weapon of Iron, there is no escape for her. The Iron must be removed or a slow, painful final death is inevitable.

Object #: GE-007

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: Subject GE-007 is to be contained in a specialized, well lit room, roughly 12 feet in length, height, and width. Floors, walls, and ceilings must contain a thin latticework of iron netting embedded within their construction, and GE-007 is not to come into contact with any iron ore, as this substance has proven to be physically harmful to subject. Room is to be warded by no less than three lesser keys of Solomon, modified as per ███████████ specialized hermetic modifications. Room is to be furnished with light pink shag carpet, 1 refridgerator box containing 1 feather bed, 1 silk covered pink down comforter and 3 overstuffed down pillows, 1 desk, 1 bookshelf, 1 halogen lamp, 1 small table and tea setting for two. Subject is allowed to request 3 copies of any book in MAGI library of security clearance 1 or lower per day, is to have access to crayons and coloring books at all times and is to be given 1 scoop of chocolate ice cream with every meal. A fire extinguisher is required to be within ten feet of subject's cell at all times. Subject is forbidden access to her hat, as this has proven to be a threat to the safety of the staff, however she may visit the hat once a week to ensure it's well being. Subject is not permitted to enter the room in which the hat is contained.

Subject is to be observed at all times via electronic observation - magical divinations have proven unreliable, and personal observation usually ends in distraction. One guard of security clearance 2 is to watch GE-007 at all times. Guards are required to have at least eight hours of sleep and must have proof of previous experience with children before being placed on duty. In accordance with child safety laws, GE-007 is allowed to communicate with a specially trained Social Worker up to three hours per day, and is allowed to submit requests and voice complaints at this time. Social Worker and Guards are to undergo routine psychological evaluation after every session with subject. Any abnormalities reported require immediate replacement of Social Worker or Guard, and reprimands to GE-007.

Description: GE-007 is a remarkably small humanoid being of variable appearance.

- Sometimes takes the form of a small elven girl, hair color, facial features and choice of clothing remain unchanged.

- Blue skinned humanoid with several animalistic features. Small cloven hooves, pygmy goat like horns and tiny wings. Appears to use child like traits to achieve the "Sympathy" aspect.

Changes in appearance occur quickly. Observers report a momentary confusion during these shifts. Subject is to never be left in the dark and is to be viewed as a child. Subject is not to be exposed to needles of any shape or form, as this causes her to become highly agitated. Ultra Sonic sample collection is to be used instead.

Subject shows fluency in over two dozen languages and dialects thereof, and appears to be more than happy to converse with any member of the staff. The staff have expressed that the subject is "Delightful", "Charming" and "Cute".

Addendum #1: Subject is required to be under constant observation. During failure of facility ███████████ reactors (see incident report MAGI-034-06 )during a period of time in ███████████ of 2006, cameras observing GE-007 shorted out, and guard was called away.When the lights went out, subject reacted, screaming and crying as if terrified, after which it took several guards to calm her down enough to learn that she was afraid of the dark.

Addendum #2: Those with security clearance 4 or above may refer to document GE-007-011.

Document GE-007-011: Audio recording of Social Worker with Subject.

<Begin tape>

(GE-007, coloring in a coloring book provided by staff.)

Social Worker █████████: How are you today Squeaky?

GE-007: MmSqueaky is bored.

Social Worker █████████: I'm sorry to hear that, is there anything I can do?

GE-007: Mmno, Squeaky shall be going home soon., █████████. Mmbut thank you for asking.

Social Worker █████████: I see, did someone tell you that?

GE-007: Mmno, Squeaky just knows. Mmmay Squeaky have a new coloring book?

Social Worker █████████: Of course. My Little Ponies ok?

GE-007: Mmyes.

Social Worker █████████: Are you being mistreated at all, or are they treating you alright?

GE-007: Mmoh no, mmthey are quite nice to Squeaky. MmSqueaky is especially fond of █████████.

Social Worker █████████ I'm very glad. Is there anything new you would like added to the menu?

GE-007: Mmmay Squeaky have corn dogs for dinner?

Social Worker █████████:Of course. If there's nothing else, I think we're through for the day. I'll see you tomorrow,alright?

GE-007: Mmkay!

<Tape Ends>

Addendum #3: Formal Documentation from Child Protective Services, sent exactly one hour after this interview.

"Attention: Azuria. This is a formal notification that we are revoking your license to contain and experiment on Ms. Squeaky Zeman, due to uncontestable findings of neglect, physical and mental abuse, unconstitutional practices and failure to comply with health and safety regulations. You are to release Ms.Zeman into the custody of Child Protective Services effective immediately, or legal action will be taken.

Sincerely, ████████████████████████████████████"

In accordance with law, Subject GE- 007 was promptly released into the custody of her social worker. We are no longer allowed formal contact with subject, due to a restraining order, however several of the guards report having "checked in on her" while off duty and report she is in good health and high spirits after being returned to her biological father. No further legal action was taken, due to findings that no abuse had actually occured.