「変幻自在のMONSTER」

I no longer have any concern fer names. ALWAYS, an' though ya might think otherwise, I'd be happy ta take th' blame. AM I not THE CULPRIT, after all? ☆ Fandomless OC Maurecai ☆ ☆ Affiliated with isola radiale. ☆ ☆ Selective; please read my rules prior to following! ☆

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❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . - Continued

[ reverse guide ] - from @eienniasobou​

eienniasobou

At first, she had been worried that she was too heavy for the tiger to carry her, that he would get tired. But sleepiness had long overridden her worries, as she rested her head between his shoulders, leaned forward. Still, she didn’t want to sleep yet; it probably wasn’t safe out on the streets, even with the tiger as her protector. So she had to wait until they reached somewhere safer.

Feeling the tiger come to a stop, the little girl opens her eyes and squints. It’s dark, but if she remembered correctly, there was a park nearby… and parks were perfect places to sleep, at least according to Emi. Lazily, she takes a handful of fur and gently tugs in the direction of the park.

“Go that way,” she murmurs, closing her eyes and drifting back off into half-consciousness.

     The pads of his paws throb with an unusual soreness that The Culprit doesn’t usually associate with fatigue, causing him to stop in his tracks a moment. Briefly, his claws unsheathe to dig ever so slightly into the pavement beneath and he stretches, careful to not let his current passenger slip off from the movement. Hm… it didn’t feel like he’d stepped on anything. How odd…

He shifts his head to look back at the sensation of his shoulder fur being bunched up and chuffs. It isn’t safe out here for him, much less his temporary charge— The Culprit can find out the cause of discomfort later.

Eyes of gold flicker like a flame floating in this night sky. There seems to be some foliage and trees up ahead— a park? How many of those existed on this island? Or perhaps it was one huge one simply obscured by the design of this Branch… Add another thing to the list of things that required additional exploration with regards to this island, he supposes.

GOT it, got it. YA let me know’f this gets too uncomfortable though, awright? … A throw rug’s no good’f ya can’ get a feel fer it.

Thump, thump, thump go his paws as he continues on, though slower than his previous pace. The Culprit still wants to get a feel for this odd ailment…

[eienniasobou]

"Draw Me"

Send in “Draw Me” via ask, and my muse will draw a picture of yours.

“Tigers are hard ‘ta draw…!”

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Like this for a starter! I’m capping at three, but those who have already interacted with me prior are exempt!

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demonmcngu‌

@cxlpritous

“And one of my room mates I haven’t met makes an appearance.” Mangu said, looking at the other. In truth, he’d been out and about or locked up in his room so him not meeting Maurecai didn’t surprise him one bit. “……So um….” He looked the other over. “…A Tiger huh?”

    IN a matter’f speakin’. GOT a problem with that?

Aforementioned tiger takes up all the space of the couch of the living room reclined in the way he is, tail curled against an armrest. Normally, he’s not comfortable in the assigned living space, much less the ward where it’s located, but it seemed as if no one was coming into the house, so why not lounge about as if he owns the place?

HAVE ya seen th’ faces of th’ other people who got shacked up in this place? … I’M quite interested in knowin’ who they might be, but they seem ta pop up ‘bout jus’ as commonly as I do.

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minamoto-no-yorimitsu‌

“To answer your initial question first… Last I checked, most humans possess neither razor sharp claws that can cut without ill intent, nor jaws that can break through bone with ease. In fact, last I checked, most humans in this city don’t even possess weapons made of anything sturdier than wood. I’d scarcely call them as great of a threat as you, even if you were but a simple animal. That you’re clearly something more than that, is but another mark against you.”

“I know not from whence you come, that – anyone – could find themselves at ease around a being like you, a creature who imposes upon the minds of others, without their given permission; but I shall tell you here and now that you would be most unwelcome in my homeland. What’s more, I would ill think you in a position to call others arrogant. That you take the form of the celestial tiger, and speak so coarsely with his image, is sacrilege as far as I am concerned.”

To slander Byakko in front of her was no small sin. For while he was by no means widely venerated in her time, his connection to Koumoku-ten was undeniable. Not even in ignorance, would she abide by the denouncement of the King of the West…

“Still, it’s seems that we are not on entirely separate pages. For you appear, at very least, to be conscientious of your form’s poor fit, where this city’s civilized quarters are concerned. It would indeed be best if you found some place to call your own, so as to avoid harm to both yourself and others…”

Preferably, somewhere far away from everything else.

“Very well.” Raikou nodded, as she finally released the hilt of her blade and adopted a more relaxed stance. “I cannot find outright fault in your intentions, so I shall allow your endeavor. I will, however, be accompanying you in your search. In part, to ensure you keep to your word, but also to alleviate any difficulties you may face. Hands are much more capable than paws.”

   COARSE it may be, but yah can still understand me, can’t yah? DEN Ah be feelin’ mighty great on de fact we ain’t in yah homeland. … AN’ how’s this so-called ‘celestial’ dat Ah so tarnish speak if’n not in the way Ah can? HUH, dat dere ‘arrogance’ of yahs seems far more a different definition den mah own…

Oh, there was so much he would argue for. Humans could be plenty dangerous without physical weapons. Who gave the gods form but the same humans who foolishly sought to worship the animals they were based on in such a way? And a Cajun drawl is a perfectly acceptable speech!! Sacrilege, she says… it’s clear that it isn’t the case on this here Branch, else he’d be actively persecuted!

Still, The Culprit knows better than to look a gift in the eye and turn away from it— even if he has to swallow his pride a little bit. His own stance relaxes, but his tail still occasionally flips up into the air.

FINE, have it yah way. BUT know that Ah’m perfectly equipped ta do most things wit’out de need f’hands.

Just a little bit of his pride, he silently reminds himself as he reluctantly stretches, claws briefly unsheathing to make their mark into the ground, and shakes his head as if to clear the proverbial angry cobwebs that’d been spun in the crevices of his mind.

AH’VE heard there’s a district here that might suit mah… beastly needs… far bettah than this here ward. NOW Ah’ve an inklin’ where that might be, but perhaps ya might’ve wandered t’yonder place already?

[ingoldentent]

@Cxlpritous: Culprit of the Endless Sorcerer (Event)

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ingoldentent‌

Once again, he’s saved by the peculiar assistance of a giant tiger. Honestly, perhaps he could deal with umbrella youkai himself, but he’d rather not risk being surprised by some extra power the monsters could possibly have. If only his legs could get faster upon the need of reaching the safe area-

“WAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!”

Who told Mordecai that it was a good idea to throw Battler in the air like that? He is sure no Aslan when it comes to grace of throwing people up. The young man barely manages to grab the tiger’s side upon coming on descent of his flight, his face pale and his body shaking terribly.

“Fall, fall, faaaall…”

    Ever so briefly he stops in his stride to inch Battler towards a more comfortable position. It’s quite evident, however, that his actions instilled a particularly unwanted result out of his charge. How was The Culprit to know that this sort of abreaction was going to happen?

Too late to undo it, as the shrinking sensation increases the closer they both come to the safe zone—

Just as the wildcat’s paws touch the light, his form shudders and disintegrates— not into nothingness, but back to the size which he’d been previously restricted to. The sudden change combined with the weight of a particularly tall sorcerer scared out of his wits places a new pressure upon him; one that he bows to in fatigue by collapsing onto his side— thankfully, not the side Battler had been holding on.

Deep breaths, deep breaths— still, the same charge lying on him steadily becomes an additional pressure that makes said breaths hard to take in— not to mention that others in the safe zone begin to crowd around.

OKAY. YA got yer cover— now get’ff me. PLEASE.

The latter forming is a cage much more difficult for The Culprit to escape the more he lingers here…

[isolaradiale]

★☆ POLICY UPDATE (08/21)

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[daitoku]

♪reverse

Music Meme - Accepting

♪ reverse - a song that reminds me of your muse.

You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring

Show me how to lieYou’re getting better all the timeAnd turning all against the oneIs an art that’s hard to teachAnother clever wordSets off an unsuspecting herdAnd as you get back into lineA mob jumps to their feet

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aonoshoujo‌

♪ | @cxlpritous

Worry had grasped her heart ever since that accursed picture was displayed on her phone, and there was little she could do to fight it that wasn’t going out to search for the angel in question.

She’d been unsuccessful, and frankly speaking Lyria felt rather miserable. The city had long since rebuilt itself, leaving the girl to find her way anew in the unfamiliar setting of one of the renewed wards, flowers blooming around a beautiful lake. She’d run for hours, until her legs could no longer carry her and her voice had grown hoarse from shouting, and now all that was left was to sit on the ground and try to recover. One of her feet dipped into the water, momentarily enjoying the coolness of it.

Still, she quietly bemoans her situation, debating if she should keep going in spite of her exhaustion, but there’s yet another underlying issue… “Mmmm…. I can’t tell where I am anymore….” How had she strayed so far from everyone. 

    The Culprit’s no stranger to dimensions reconstructing themselves; still, he’s far more familiar to the unchanging ones tailored to the aspects belonging to the handful of Concepts he’s acquainted with. The spacious bar that was The Blind Tiger, filled with more of the Old Tom’s lazy familiars; the temperate, infinite expanse lined with stalks of wheat belonging to Law, devoid of the living except to those who stumbled into it; Observation’s watery depths of a library, home to stories of every kind and guarded by creatures so old and terrible that those in the lower planes dare not speak of them… It’s certainly a nice change of pace and a better place to live in, thinks the wildcat.

It would be even better, though, if he had the anonymity afforded to him to better blend into his assigned living space. Monochrome stripes that could change for such small periods of time seem unfit; out of place in a sprawling metal jungle that makes up the most prominent parts of the Fibonacci Ward— so, of course, he would try to move elsewhere until this would pose a lesser problem. Being a tiger means he isn’t averse the waters of the lake he’s found off in this ward he’s wandered off to, and with the heady, floral aroma heavily reminding him of his mother’s territory, he almost feels completely at home if it weren’t for the fact its depths were inhabited. 

Oh, well— so long as he doesn’t venture that far, he’ll be left alone, right?

The nearby lament stirs The Culprit from his wading thoughts, causing his tail to briefly splash upon the lake’s still surface. So much for that. Maybe he should move to another side of the shore. What’s that? They’re lost? Normally that’s not The Culprit’s problem, but perhaps he can find another place similar to this that’s less… occupied.

He slowly paddles himself towards the voice. Even in this form, half-submerged as it is, he sticks out like a tiny isle of black and white. Nonetheless, the wildcat strives to be as normal as possible and offers a chuff to possibly catch the girl’s attention… before shaking off the water his coat absorbed.

YA’D be in… th’ Cotes Ward, I think— at least that’s what I heard th’ water sprites livin’ here call this place. PROBABLY shouldn’ dunk in yer toes like that— fish bigger than me like ta nibble on small stuff, ya know?

[cxlpritous-blog]

     LOVE? HOH, is she ‘round here?

[cxlpritous-blog]

     AH fail t’see any problem here.

[cxlpritous-blog]

antheiin·

“Hey there! Ah, can I take your picture? It’s for this project that my work is doing. I’d be happy to explain it all to you.” 

     The growl escaping the wildcat’s closed jaws echoes with uncertainty.

EXPLAIN. THEN I’ll decide.

[florencehelps-blog]

Character Survey of Doom

Body and Appearance

1. Describe the character’s height and build. Is he heavyset, thin, short, rangy?  2. How old is he?  3. Describe his posture. Does he carry himself well or does he slouch? 4. How is his health? Is he fit or out of shape? Any illnesses or conditions? Any physical disabilities?  5. How does he move? Is he clumsy, graceful, tense, fluid?  6. How attractive is this character physically? How does he perceive himself in the mirror?  7. Describe his complexion. Dark, light, clear, scarred?  8. Describe his hair: color, texture, style.  9. What color are his eyes?  10. Does the character have any other noteworthy features?  11. What are his chief tension centers?  12. What is the character’s wardrobe like? Casual, dressy, utilitarian? Bright colors, pastels, neutrals? Is it varied, or does he have six of the same suit?  13. Do his clothes fit well? Does he seem comfortable in them?  14. Does he dress the same on the job as he does in his free time? If not, what are the differences?  15. You knew it was coming: Boxers, briefs or commando? 

Speech

1. What does this character’s voice sound like? High-pitched, deep, hoarse?  2. How does he normally speak? Loud, soft, fast, evenly? Does he talk easily, or does he hesitate?  3. Does the character have a distinct accent or dialect? Any individual quirks of pronunciation? Any, like, you know, verbal tics?  4. What language/s does he speak, and with how much fluency?  5. Does he switch languages or dialects in certain situations?  6. Is he a good impromptu speaker, or does he have to think about his words?  7. Is he eloquent or inarticulate? Under what circumstances might this change? 

Mental and Emotional

1. How intelligent is this character? Is he book-smart or street-smart?  2. Does he think on his feet, or does he need time to deliberate?  3. Describe the character’s thought process. Is he more logical, or more intuitive? Idealistic or practical?  4. What kind of education has the character had?  5. What are his areas of expertise? What, if anything, is he interested in learning more about?  6. Is he an introvert or an extrovert?  7. Describe the character’s temperament. Is he even-tempered or does he have mood swings? Cheerful or melancholy? Laid-back or driven?  8. How does he respond to new people or situations? Is he suspicious, relaxed, timid, enthusiastic?  9. Is he more likely to act, or to react?  10. Which is his default: fight or flight?  11. Describe the character’s sense of humor. Does he appreciate jokes? Puns? Gallows humor? Bathroom humor? Pranks?  12. Does the character have any diagnosable mental disorders? If yes, how does he deal with them?  13. What moments in this character’s life have defined him as a person?  14. What does he fear?  15. What are his hopes or aspirations?  16. What is something he doesn’t want anyone to find out about him? 

Relationships

1. Describe this character’s relationship with his parents.  2. Does the character have any siblings? What is/was their relationship like?  3. Are there other blood relatives to whom he is close? Are there ones he can’t stand?  4. Are there other, unrelated people whom he considers part of his family? What are his relationships with them?  5. Who is/was the character’s best friend? How did they meet?  6. Does he have other close friends?  7. Does he make friends easily, or does he have trouble getting along with people?  8. Which does he consider more important: family or friends?  9. Is the character single, married, divorced, widowed? Has he been married more than once?  10. Is he currently in a romantic relationship with someone other than a spouse?  11. Who was his first crush? Who is his latest?  12. What does he look for in a romantic partner?  13. Does the character have children? Grandchildren? If yes, how does he relate to them? If no, does he want any? 14. Does he have any rivals or enemies?  15. What is the character’s sexual orientation? Where does he fall on the Kinsey scale? 16. How does he feel about sex? How important is it to him?  17. What are his turn-ons? Turn-offs? Weird bedroom habits? 

Beliefs

1. Do you know your character’s astrological (zodiac of choice) sign? How well does he fit type? 2. Is this character religious, spiritual, both, or neither? How important are these elements in his life? 3. Does this character have a personal code of morals or ethics? If so, how did that begin? What would it take to compromise it?  4. How does he regard beliefs that differ from his? Is he tolerant, intolerant, curious, indifferent?  5. What prejudices does he hold? Are they irrational or does he have a good reason for them? 

Daily Life

1. What is the character’s financial situation? Is he rich, poor, comfortable, in debt?  2. What is his social status? Has this changed over time, and if so, how has the change affected him?  3. Where does he live? House, apartment, trailer? Is his home his castle or just a place to crash? What condition is it in? Does he share it with others? 4. Besides the basic necessities, what does he spend his money on?  5. What does he do for a living? Is he good at it? Does he enjoy it, or would he rather be doing something else?  6. What are his interests or hobbies? How does he spend his free time?  7. What are his eating habits? Does he skip meals, eat out, drink alcohol, avoid certain foods? 

Associations

Which of the following do you associate with the character, or which is his favorite:

1. Color?  2. Smell?  3. Time of day?  4. Season?  5. Book?  6. Music?  7. Place?  8. Substance?  9. Plant?  10. Animal? 

(x)

[cxlpritous-blog]

    E X C E L L E N T .

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Switcheroo meme

Send me ‘Switcheroo!’ and I’ll write a short description or drabble about who I think your character would be, if they were reimagined to be part of my muse’s canon!

Send me ‘Reverse Switcheroo’ and I’ll do the same, except I will reimagine my muse as a character of your canon!

[cxlpritous-blog]

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse ('please don't eat me!')

Non-verbal RP Starters - Accepting

🥪: Elise sets down some food for Maurecai. 

     Food’s not something The Culprit requires. Still, it’s rare for someone to offer him much of anything when he isn’t behind a cage— let alone allowing someone so young to approach him and do it in the first place— so it’s with a swish of his tail that he approaches the tray of food. Sniffs it— and its scent is pleasant enough— before digging into it.

The contents disappear into his jaws within seconds. He licks the bowl and what he can of his whiskers before letting out a great, grumbling yawn.

SHALL I go searchin’ fer somethin’ ya want in return? … YA didn’ have ta feed me ta go doin’ that…

[plotbunnie]

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed