The Movement #4

tessatechaitea:

The only thing police fear: a tidal wave of adorableness.


I’m going to be painfully honest here and I hate when people begin anything by saying “truthfully” or “in all honesty” or “Usually everything that comes out of my mouth is a flagrant lie but this one time I’m going to be honest and make sure you know I’m being honest which means I’m really still lying.” Okay. Now that that’s settled, let’s get to the hard truths:


Gail Simone ripped off Alice Cooper with the character of Mouse. From the song, “That Was The Day My Dead Pet Returned To Save My Life.”

Things were getting gory
Got caught on territory
Belonging to the Crutches
In an alley in their clutches
Looking kind of dismal that night.

Well the leader’s name was Fats
Swinging broken baseball bats
Things got really frantic
Starting jumping in their panic
Hallucinating billions of rats
Lots of rats.

That was the day my dead pet returned to save my life!

Okay, maybe that truth wasn’t very harsh. It probably also wasn’t much of a truth! What I really wanted to say was Mouse has a stupid fucking power. And I say that as a person who loves Mouse and his tidal wave of rats! The day he rode a wave of rats through the church in Issue #1 was the day he became one of my favorite characters. But let’s face it. These rats he’s controlling are just too fucking cute. Freddie Williams II, I love your little rats. But Mouse needs to be sending out those big fat Opossum sized fuckers straight up from the sewers! Nobody is going to be afraid of these pet store variety sweetie babies! The only way his power could be worse is if he controlled waves of Kittens that he sent out to overwhelm people. Although tiny kittens do have razor sharp mega-pirahna teeth. But they’re still so cute with their little hiccup hiss and their kitten fight paws up in the air as they decimate the skin on your hand.

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I swear to god, if you love the Movement, or you hate the Movement, you need to read Tess Ate Chai Tea’s analysis of issue four. I am dying.

T.A.C.T., you are hysterical. The rat with the jazz hands killed me.

NEVER STOP WHAT YOU DO.