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Animal Meme

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Ever want to just do cute, dumb animal things? Well, here's your chance! Whether it's animal transformation or spirit animal bonding or random magical nonsense in a can that got loose, this is all about animals and characters and characters that are animals or characters that weren't but are now animals. And everything in between.

If you need inspiration, here are some options. (Conveniently numbered for those that like to rng.)

1. Spirit Animals -- what if your character was a spirit animal looking for their person to guide? or a person looking for a spiritual animal to guide them? or two spirit animals having a chat in the spirit realm about their silly persons?
2. Youkai -- a supernatural entity sometimes depicted with animal traits or shapeshifting abilities. are you causing mischief? chaos? or do you simply want to stay hidden?
3. Transformation -- did a magical spell go wrong and now you're stuck as a frog until someone kisses you? did you shapeshift into a creature on purpose to snoop around? whatever happened, suddenly you're an animal!
4. Lycanthropy -- it's a curse! or maybe you were just born with it. either way, during the full moon or whatever other trigger you're character has to transform into a large, ferocious beast.
5. Soul Bonding -- maybe the animal you've found represents a part of your soul, or maybe its just you've finally found your one true friend in all the world. whatever the case, you two are happily bonded and strengthening that bond through cuddling, long chats with one another, or going out on adventures together is the best thing ever since sliced bread.
6. Avatar -- the animal here represents a god or speaks for another entity of some sort. maybe you were a person that randomly got caught up in some epic situation and now suddenly find yourself in this strange new body and role. or maybe it was how you were created from the beginning.
7. Mythological -- Unicorns, and Dragons, and Naga, oh my! Legendary creatures from old myth. Mystical tales of mysterious beings. Terrifying stories of supernatural horrors. If mundane animals aren't enough, add some spice to the mix!
8. Lovecraftian Horror -- Old Ones mythos, tales of Cthulu and his pantheon, gothic horror stories. Like mythology but even more horrific! Things may get graphic and/or scary here.
9. Wildcard!! -- there are always other options! make one up and run with it!

So now it's time to get down to business. Here's an unnecessary guide:

→ Comment with your character.
→ Leave preferences if any or prompts if you've already got an idea in mind.
→ Pictures for prompts or inspiration are acceptable. Please leave NSFW images behind links.
→ Reply to anyone that strikes your fancy.
→ Have fun!

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I. Here kitty, kitty

[There's a large feline creature laying in the middle of the way. Upon closer inspection it's definitely a coeurl. Its coloration is unusual--vibrant red all around, and with electric blue tipped main whiskers--making it quite unique. It appears to be napping with its head on its front paws. Even its deadly whiskers are still.

Disturb it, or try to get around it?]

II. The Phoenix

[[I have an idea for this but scenarios can range far and wide. Reno is the avatar form of the Phoenix, one of the Legendary Beast Summons. He can transform between full human to blend in with the human populace, a feathered human with bird features, and even go full phoenix. Size of phoenix can vary.
My brain is too tired for this tonight I need to edit this.]]

III. Wildcard

[[Anything else here! Any prompt or other scenario is good. Mix and match even. I love all this stuff!]]

Edited 2021-04-30 06:49 (UTC)

Ancient Dragon

[[What it says on the tin: Zhao is, in actuality, a dragon hiding in plain sight in his human form. Most of his background remains the same, however the particulars hold the secret of his dragon heritage. His father was a dragon that was banished from China some time ago (along with the rest of his family), the Yokohama Liumang was created relatively recently as in canon but includes the secret of hiding outcast dragons amongst its members as well, and as a member of the Zhao family Tianyou himself is an outcast that most other dragons largely dislike but tolerate as owning his tiny space in Yokohama.

His true form is a large eastern style dragon with mostly black scales, yellow underbelly, and gold trim, and with a fiery colored mane and tail (reds, oranges, yellows, and even bright blues and purples scattered in). He's proud of his antlers, don't call him a prey creature (or do because it's funny). And don't make fun of his yellow belly! He's anything but a coward. He has a high tolerance for other dragons and mythological beasts in hiding, and especially outcasts similar to himself. Eastern and western dragons don't really get along and follow a certain set of rules when interacting, traveling or passing through each other's territory, etc. They do have a truce of sorts due to the times being what they are for dragons in this modern age where they have to hide but it's shaky at best. Zhao tolerates them just fine and doesn't mind them passing through his territory as long as they're not starting any trouble. He's looked down upon such a tolerance, just one of his many faults in their eyes.

I have plenty more dragon lore for such a scenario if desired.

Would love human friends eventually figuring out his secret through some sort of reveal. Another dragon coming to him for hiding or simply meeting him randomly and trying to figure him out. Or dragon antagonist who frowns down upon him. Other mythological beasts crossing paths with him. Etc, etc, the possibilities are limitless!]]

Edited 2021-05-02 14:26 (UTC)

Magic

All dragons are capable of magic though not all are proficient at it. In this modern day and age, all dragons learn/are taught basic spells in order to mask their power and transform their appearance to pass as human. Other magics are either ignored entirely or learned at an individual's discretion. Most eastern dragons are well versed in magic, both as casters and as an intellectual pursuit even when they are unable to cast spells outside their proficiency levels. Many easterns also have some connection to weather patterns or a preference for locations such as rivers, tundra, etc, or rule over some other natural phenomenon such as earthquakes, volcanoes, etc. They are considered holy or divine beasts by most other supernatural creatures. (Note: western dragons are not considered holy or divine in any way except in certain cases.) Many, if not simply all, eastern dragons can call upon the Heavens for assistance either in the form of holy magic, divine smiting, or celestial protection (extra defenses, barriers, etc). This may come naturally as if their own power or come by praying in time of need. Higher prestige easterns have the right to travel to the Heavens and many 'retire' there instead of dying at the end of their time on Earth.

--Zhao and magic (vs most dragons and magic)
--Eastern dragon living, traditions, etc (unique trait: worshiping [and lack thereof in modern age] and what it means for them [the records, etc], Zhao's status, etc)
--Western dragon living, traditions, etc (unique ability: bonding, hierarchy, colors)

More dragon lore goes here. Eventually.

Edited 2021-06-05 20:16 (UTC)

There was something about Yokohama.

Three pillars keeping a fragile balance meant any attempted influences of the outside were met with a solid wall. A world upon itself. A dangerous one, but also kept in check. Rare in this day and time, but yet it preserved for so long. Maybe it's pure luck, maybe just incredibly smart planning, but some are quick to give credit to mysterious guardian, that surely is there— that surely must be appeased. Why not a little of everything at the same time? Why not?

There was something about Yokohama they said.

And here Majima was checking it out. Because of it's location, Isezaki Ijincho hugging the sea, there was no way to enter it from North East, unless you had a boat. No kimon, no demon gate to walk through— smart, eh? Why ward off a particular spot if you can simply not have it altogether.

Majima does not have a boat, for a record, no matter how cool that shit would have be. And so he enters Ijincho in the most mundane, most modern way— being dropped out by a taxi. Being known for a particular look means, that the moment you drop it, dress differently, wear sunglasses instead of eyepatch, you fall off the radar. Naturally going incognito would only work fully if he abandoned his steel-toed shoes, but eh, you gotta have a weapon handy... or on feet, rather.

He does nothing to hide his nature though, and that means his presence must be felt clear the moment he enters the domain. On the other hand, it confirms to him existence of said domain, so— win some, lose some.

The arrival of a new presence within his domain was certainly felt the moment the oni stepped into it, indeed, though it did not cause the hidden dragon to miss a beat as he regaled his friends with a story from his gangster days. It meant he couldn't take the time to suss out more information from the presence upon its immediate arrival but that was all right to him. His friends were more important and his present life with them precious. The oni could pose a threat--or it could simply be passing through, aware of his domain and respectfully presenting its presence as a peace offering.

Zhao noted the area where the oni entered his domain and then lost track of it as the evening wore on--incapable, or too unconcerned, to maintain concentration while engaging in other antics at the bar to follow its presence through his territory. Most creatures stayed away from him directly, presenting auras from afar as way of greeting, and never bothered him beyond that much. They conducted their business and left, as simple as that. Some stayed. That was fine, too. Zhao kept the peace simply by existing. When two beasts fought, only then did he intervene. To keep everyone safe. This was what it meant to be near him, in his domain, in the safe haven he had created for fellow inhuman beasts to live peacefully hidden among the crowded human streets.

If an oni wanted to check out the city, then so be it. Zhao couldn't say he was thrilled--demons often brought hardship and loss with them whether intended or not, and death followed close on their heels. But such was nature. He wouldn't deny the beast a moment of quiet, or not so quiet, sightseeing so long as no trouble arose. He had a high tolerance--Ijincho wasn't exactly top tier living on the best of days as it was, and the humans did a number of whacks jobs on themselves without the beasts of old joining in from time to time so "trouble" was pretty hard to start as far as he was concerned. He wasn't going to punish anyone for following their nature unless they let it get a little too out of hand. He could only tolerate so much bloodshed and murder without reason. And besides, hit the wrong human and it could spark a disaster among their own turf wars and whatnot. He had a duty to prevent that, too.

All that meant, he wasn't really trying too hard to keep an eye on the new arrival to his domain. He just wanted to have a good night with his friends and hope for the best. Which he did.

As the night grew long, they parted ways eventually. He didn't mind crashing at the bar some nights when things got wild but he had a home to get back to most nights. A comfortable, familiar, and protected home. He left the gang with a parting word and headed out to the city streets. He didn't mind the lengthy walk on a clear night like this one. He had plenty of energy left to burn before he turned in for the night and the walk would give him time to think as he got rid of said energy.

He hadn't really paid much attention to that new presence and it was too late to reconsider once he ran into it that night. Walking home, mostly through China town to his place, a narrow alleyway led a straight path to the lanky stranger. At first, Zhao thought nothing of it. Plenty of the Liumang hung out at odd times and sometimes in strange places. But his steps slowed as he drew closer, recognizing that this man was not a Liumang member and he did not know who it was.

Except that was not true. As Zhao got closer the bright moonlight gave Zhao a clear view of the man's face. He wouldn't have recognized the man if the one time they had met hadn't been so short a time ago. It took him a moment to figure it out, too, with the incognito look.

But there was no mistaking some things. And with the aura of an oni fresh in the air around him, Zhao gave pause as he eyed Majima Goro carefully. He kept his face neutral as he deadpanned.

"I wasn't expecting that to be you. Guess that's what I get for ignoring the courtesy call." He shifted slightly, idly. "Don't know what you're looking for in Yokohoma... but it doesn't really matter either. I won't say anything."

Majima's mouth twists, as he tries not to laugh. It's useless and he ends letting out a cackle, that ends splitting his face into a grin. One that might be a little more menacing than friendly. This dragon was downright adorable. Catching his attention the moment when he spoke back then in the Omi's HQ. Hiding in plain sight, it's always like this, isn't it? The coil, they protect, guardians in the fucking shadows— allergic to spotlight.

And that made Majima want to shine the brightest limelight, examine every move, every breath, and every scale. Pushing just a little further each time. And it's been... it's been so long since last time he had a chance to take that dance, to make a show— to see if he still has in his old bones to ruin a dragon. Well, old, by human standards. As an oni he's still only at the start of his journey. One day he will have to disappear, fade into obscurity, only to reappear in a new place with a new name and a young face. To start everything all over again.

Not yet, tho. The Mad Dog still has still in him a few years to run around and wreak mayhem.

"What am I looking for... indeed."

He hums thoughtfully as if he was wondering aloud on an answer to a philosophical question. He tilts his head and with it goes a posture change. Where was relaxed ease, suddenly is tense, unbridled energy ready to be strung. A flick of his wrist, and there is a familiar dagger in Majima's hand.

"Think you could help me find it?"

Back to mayhem—

A roll of his shoulder, a tic setting everything inside — that was not once not set to heal properly — where it should be for the lunge that follows. Without any though or warning he throws his entire body weight into the hit, but it's actually a surgical strike— meant to graze for the first blood. That, if he even gets that much— dragons are good in that, dodging. Or tanking like beasts they are.

Strong. And, oh, facing against that strength makes his blood sing

Zhao watched Majima with a hint of curiosity, brow slightly furrowed in thoughtfulness as he tried to get a handle on the Mad Dog. It was like trying to unravel a tangle of yarn after having been thrown around carelessly one too many times--a hard web to suss out. The quick changes in demeanor made it hard to follow the oni.

He felt the tension enter the air though. Had a brief moment of surprise as he realized what the demon was getting ready for. Surely he wouldn't--

But they really weren't allies anymore. There was no reason not to anticipate what happened next. Yet it still caught Zhao off guard, some sense of not wanting to believe it causing him to disregard the obvious right up until the second he couldn't deny it anymore.

"Hey!"

The yelp came out startled--because it was--as Zhao tried to dodge the strike from the knife at the last second. It slashed across his shoulder as he narrowly sidestepped, not quite making it in time, and opened up a hole in his leather jacket. Damn, that blade was sharp.

"Oh, come on. This thing ain't cheap, ya know."

Half a whine, part admonishment and mostly just a way to psyche himself up. He had no idea why the oni was attacking him. He couldn't fathom a reason either. It seemed unlikely someone sent him, and it seemed ludicrous that he'd do it personally. What reason did he have? Then again, this was the Mad Dog of Shimano. Maybe the damn demon didn't have a reason.

Which was a tad bit frustrating to consider.

"What the hell, man? What are you doing?"

No retaliation. Not yet. Zhao put up his guard but made no other move. He was ready for the next attack but not ready for the fight, wanting an explanation first if he could even get one.

That was a nice quickstep, good reaction time but— but, it still felt half-hearted. As if the dragon wasn't taking him seriously, even after they exchanged the non-human business cards. So to speak.

Shame, shame, such a damn shame. He always had to work hard for what he wanted, didn't he? Didn't even got it half of the time— more than half of the time.

"..'zactly what I came here for." He drawled slowly, studying the blade, as if to check if it drew blood at all— before his attention returned to Zhao, fully. The melody of his voice rose for nearly two octaves as he pouted. "I came here to play! Word is, Yokohama's the new hot spot for entertainment! Ya can visit, pay yer respect, and have a good time. Th'guardian, they say, is a gracious host— but he's also strong enough to keep everyone in line."

Majima resumed the fighting stance, throwing his arms wide in a weird mix of excited gesture and a taunt. Face splitting into a deranged grin, as he let the bloodthirsty aura radiate.

"C'mon, don't hold back!"

Hearing that spoken out loud directly at him was a little strange feeling, embarrassing really if he was honest, as that sort of thing usually went unspoken as far as Zhao was concerned. Oh, he knew there was probably rumors to that extent floating around out there, he was the one that started them with his unusual behavior after all, but it never got said within earshot of him and he didn't explicitly tell anyone that was his game so much as let it get said about him. Zhao shifted uncomfortably, looking away briefly and almost shaking his head, before returning his gaze to the crazed oni.

"That doesn't explain why you're doing this."

Did he really just want a fight with a dragon of all things? Was he as suicidal as he was insane? Zhao couldn't be certain. But he could definitely feel that fighting aura radiating from Majima as he let loose. It gave Zhao the chills and he literally shivered in place from it. It rubbed his scales the wrong way, clashing horribly with his celestial aura, which he purposefully did not radiate in any form or fashion. He hated that sort of posturing. Only used it as a last resort or out of pure frustration. Also, he hated the whole 'divine beast' thing so he tried to avoid that as much as possible. Nothing really made him so special as to be heavenly, that was dumb, in his opinion anyway.

Zhao mentally sighed at the sight before him, a fight he apparently could not reason his way out of nor run away from. He assumed if he did the latter he would simply be hunted down again. And he didn't really want Majima wrecking his place should he decide to try to break down his barriers.

He reasserted his stance, purposefully remaining on the defensive side of the equation.

"...if you really want to do this the hard way, I suppose I don't have a choice. But that's not really how most people 'pay their respect' and 'have a good time,' just so you know. I don't find this particularly enjoyable. Let's get it over with, oni."

The emphasis on the last word was spat out rather like an insult or at least a sigh of frustration over having to deal with a blood-crazed maniac demon.

Edited 2021-06-18 16:53 (UTC)

"Ha!"

The dragon started to show his claws, frustration and annoyance were there— sucks giving that for a first impression, but it's actually a pretty solid way to start a fight. Start the groove, get the energy rolling. That kind of thing. Still, going for the defensive? Really? That's a smart choice, but still a little disappointing one. Majima hoped for a little clearer display of strength, but, ah, you can't get everything.

Majima's grin settled into a more sharp-edged one, but focus and cold calculation returned to his eye. Even if the laugh he let out sounded positively unhinged. He throws the tanto into the air, and catches it perfectly after spinning theatrically.

"Yet yer playin' along for lil' old me, I'm—" He lunged forward before the sentence was completed. "—TOUCHED!"

The first flurry of attacks was set out to test the guardian's reflexes, gradually becoming faster and more mean. Just how much he can go all-out? Where's the limit? Ah, shackles, shackles! That's being considerate, that's tampering own's strength, didn't he seek a goddamn dragon, because he wanted to truly let loose?

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