The Neko were a culture devoted to having fun. They still are, mind you, but that was their sole driving goal before The War. They were tricksters, yes, and they were sneaky, and they were jokers. They spent centuries self-selecting for those who wished to have fun, sometimes at others’ expenses. But the best jokes, the ones that would live on in memory forever, were the ones that the target could laugh about as well. When the target spoke of the trick played on them, everyone knew it was a trick well played. That is because the Neko were spiritual descendants of the Japanese cat spirits. Jokers and tricksters all. But the Chinese cat spirits were different. They were killers. Monsters. Murderers. The Neko embraced that version of their spiritual ancestors after the Shang destroyed Los Angeles. They devoted themselves to the goal of killing every Chinese and Shang they could find. Those stories their targets do not tell tales about, and the Neko are pleased. They have returned to their long-held goal of having fun, but never make the mistake of thinking they are harmless. They can be most dangerous when provoked.
Neko have a reputation for being sly and sneaky. Maybe add a dash of the joker or trickster in there. They can be a lot of fun to be around. And a lot of frustrating. They enjoy confusing people. Whether gengineered or prosthetically enhanced, the majority of Neko just seem to love acting the way they think humanoid cats would act. Not that they’re always right. I’ve met many cats who think Nekos are stupid at best, or insulting to real cats at worse. I think it’s really self-selection in most cases. Somebody wants to have fun acting like that, so they modify or augment themselves to look like that, and then nobody questions when they act like that. Though I do know at least one person who was genuinely “born in the womb Neko.” She wears the stereotype like a glove.
The Neko of New Japan have been around in some form for centuries. They used to be purely cosmetic, but advances in gengineering allowed some Japanese to make the changes permanent and even capable of being passed on to their children. There are innumerable types of Neko, ranging from those with just cat eyes, ears, or tails, to those who have everything up to fur growing all over their body. Some have even taken to mimicking the Cats of San Lucas, though there are still significant complications in body modifications that extravagant. The vast majority of Japanese Neko, and the Westerners who seek to join that community, keep their standard humaniform with only minor changes. Those changes can be significantly functional though, as those Neko who fully learn to use their tails can attest. Many of them have eyes and ears with different acuity as well, and those with fur have an entirely different sense of touch than most of humanity. While not a full race of humanity yet, they show promise towards becoming one in the future, which says interesting things about the future of Earthborn humanity.
The Neko culture was based in Los Angeles for centuries, after the Japanese evacuated the Home Islands during the Fall of Japan. The Neko spread out all over the worlds in time, but their center was Los Angeles. The vast majority of them wore prosthetics or makeup to obtain the desired effect, and could return to their normal human life whenever they wished, with no one the wiser. But the most fanatical Nekos have used full gengineering to permanently change their bodies for centuries. They have become catlike in looks and genes, and they have had children. Most of them died, along with millions of other people, when the Shang brought a piece of Yosemite Station down on Los Angeles. Considering their views on genetic manipulation of humanity, I doubt the Shang cried a single tear over that loss. The surviving Neko cried many tears, I assure you. Then they stood back up and fought, much like the rest of us.
I’ve met a few Neko over the years. Not many came up to my neck of the woods for vacations though. I think they like water almost as much as real cats, so they didn’t come up North to enjoy my favorite past times. But I did take field trips in school, and so I got to see Los Angeles and all the crazy people there. It was something else to see a pack of Neko go by. I’d seen them on screen, you understand, but I don’t think I fully realized just how real they were until I saw them in the flesh. Fur? Whatever. I’d never been into furries before, but I have to admit that my teenage hormones kicked in rather well at the sight of a few of them. Especially the ones with functional tails. They gave me a few sleepless nights, let me tell you.
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