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Maker found here!
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finished my school stuff early this week so have a wip
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enku-tal.
Hm. He liked this one’s bite, and her reply coaxed another rumble from him. Smaller opponents were always a mixed bag of fun and annoying to fight. The tricky part was always getting ahold of them, fast as most of them were (especially the trained ones).
“You look like you’re light on your feet. That would be a match to see,” he said, shifting his weight. “Low profile depends on your definition. Blending into a crowd has mixed results, but I can “mind my own business” well enough.”
yeah, and you look like you take a year just to turn around. she wasn’t stupid enough to say that much out loud, though.
splitter reached up, letting a long and wriggling tendril of her own hair coil around her finger. it was clearly an idle gesture, not unlike running ones hands through their hair, or fur. this hair, however, was moving, and made a point to thip its tongue out at her fingers.
“ mmm. mhm. well. ” she angled her head away for a moment, and then back again. she already hired him; in retrospect, it probably would have been a better idea just to go by herself... but she hadn’t lived this long without a healthy amount of caution.
she bared her teeth in a grin.
“ can y’act the part of doting fiance? ”
splitter has an alt fantasy verse where she’s a gorgon pirate. basically a d&d verse. page for it will be today probs
Since Splitter is, for the most part, one person / hive mind, she wholy identifies as female, whereas most Cruxans identify as both once in Symbiosis.
@enku-tal
she huffed, not sure whether to be annoyed or amused at the light jab. if she were any other pirate she’d med in the last year, she’d probably already be drawing swords. as it stood, though, she folded her arms, head canted up in a way she perceived as confident rather than submissive.
“ hey, do i look like i got small tits syndrome? i could take you. ” not that i really want to, she thought, before quickly following up, “ how good are you at low profiles? ”
Some important bits about the Cruxan and their biology:
The Cruxan as it evolved originally is known as a race of what is basically Amazonians with skin that is shades of copper-gold (shimmers the same, too) bald and crested heads, and vibrant jewels scattering their bodies. These gems can be any shade of color. Their eyes are also this color.
The third ‘eye’ on their forehead glows red, regardless of coloring. This is a bioluminescent feature that is actually meant to attract prey. It doesn’t blink, doesn’t need to blink, and is actually smooth crystal.
The male Cruxan did not originate as a Cruxan, but it happened to be compatible with the original Cruxans, allowing them to mate. Cruxans were, and are, open-minded enough to essentially adopt the males (who are technically intersex, and can breed with one another) into their species.
Male Cruxans are clusters of parasitic worm-like serpents. They are a cluster hive-mind, where one small cluster of snakes will operate as a single entity (so to refer to one Cruxan, you could technically be referring to a hive-mind in some sense). They are just as intelligent as the female Cruxan, and communicate with them via telepathy once latched on.
One serpent may separate from the hive-mind, and take multiples with it much like breaking off a branch that extends to other branches.. This is uncommon, but not exceedingly rare, and it’s why they’re not just one massive hivemind.
A male Cruxan can latch on to a female, whereupon they share a telepathic bond. Male Cruxans latch on to the skull, where the female Cruxan have a slit that enters their body. This slit is man-made.
The tapered ends of the male Cruxan will wrap around the brain.
This means there is an immense amount of trust and goodwill between male Cruxans and female Cruxans, as one could genocide the other pretty swiftly. Racism within the Cruxan is stamped out fairly quickly and severely.
The process of mating is not so much sex, as it is a process of mutualism. It is referred to as Symbiosis, where male and female Cruxan become one entity.
A successful Symbiosis results in the two being present in one body.
Forced Symbiosis is a thing, and usually ends poorly, with only one completely merged mind left in the aftermath. This is frowned upon and seen as a severe and looked-down upon disability. (Can’t really think of a comparison for it, but it would be as if you were just half a person.)
Where and when do they seem most and least at ease? Why? How can you tell?
Her ship, easily. Her ship is her baby.
Most of the time, she is at ease. As opposed to someone like Ardaka, she’s a lot less... stressed as an entirety. She very much lives in the moment and dwells very little on the past or the future.
If I had to pick somewhere where she was least at ease, though, it would be whenever she’s around or even looks at a black hole. They scary (and also her mother got sucked into one).
IMAN Star Trek VI, 1991
remember when ventress straight up killed a guy who was being rude to her at the bar
why cant you eat fruit?
“ they’re just not made for ‘em. oh, and, you know, neither is my digestive system. ”
Mother would tell me I was a pretty girl Then she would cry all night Nobody thinks that really they’re being cruel When they suggest that I should try to look like them As if God loved the pretty ones best Damn ‘em all - I create my own perfection Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day My garden’s full of pretty men who couldn’t stay away Notice the ones who all like to criticize Are the ones trying to hide Why would I sell my soul to be one of them Better to love the me within behind the skin I choose to be a goddess inside Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day My garden’s full of pretty men who couldn’t stay away Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day My garden’s full of pretty men who couldn’t stay away Damn 'em all!
Are they more shaped by nature or nurture — who they are, or what has happened to them? How have these shaped who they’ve become as a person?
“ nurture. i’m a walking example of that. ” splitter gestures vaguely at herself, nowhere in particular other than her coils hanging low at her back. “ there’d be a lot more heads in here if it was nature. haha! sorry. guess this don’t make much sense to you, huh? ”
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“ apparently if you were to touch them, they would become cursed. yes, cursed.” (enku-tal)
“ gods forbid it, i don’t believe it, ” she said, already rolling her eyes despite the thick sarcasm that seeped from her mouth. the disdain the moment he spoke of curses practically permeated out of her. “ a bunch of psychotic nutjobs making shit up again? ”
“ yeah, right. if that rah rah curses! blah blah blessing of gods! shit ever existed i’d have been blown to shit decades ago. ”
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*: ・゚✧ phoenix wright: ace attorney starters. part one.
feel free to change pronouns, etc, as needed!
“ the situation is slipping out of my grasp.”
“ this just won’t do.”
“ do you understand what that means!?”
“ if it were me, i don’t think i’d want to go either.”
“ so… what would you like me to do about it?”
“ i want you to help me prove i’m innocent.”
“ um, you do realize i’m a __, not a private investigator, right?”
“ no, this is something only you can do.”
“ wow, i didn’t think you’d really show up!”
“ do you know the messy story behind it?”
“ that’s too scary, even for me.”
“ after i’m done, we can grill up some juicy burgers!”
“ i can’t believe they allow such misguided reports on the public airwaves!”
“ with a confession, the rain falling on my soul can finally stop.”
“ the past is the past though. let us speak of the present now.”
“ how dare you be so rude and disrespectful?”
“ so… how strong are you?”
“ it is also for your safety, if something were to go wrong.”
“ if you were to touch them, they would become cursed. yes, cursed.”
“ how ya been!? haven’t seen you in, what, a year!?”
“ ah, so i guess you’re still at it?”
“ you hear me!? they won’t be able to say a single bad thing about me after this!”
“ i won’t lose it, trust me!”
“ how come we ain’t allowed in that room!?”
“ you have an impressive grasp of english. from where did you learn it?”
“ hey! th-that’s a gunshot!”
“ don’t try to stop me!”
“ that man… murdered me… so i killed… him.”
“ my cellphone doesn’t get reception way out here.”
“ the police are here! sorry to keep you waiting!”
“ well, time to check out the crime scene.”
“ i’ll have to question everyone here later on, so just sit tight, alright?”
“ shall i show you the scene of the crime?”
“ please stay calm, but… there has been a murder!”
“ um, so, like… a murder is that thing where, like, one person kills another, right?”
“ so i, like, felt sick, and came in here to, like, sleep.”
“ i totally feel like i’ve wasted my time ‘cause i, like, slept a long time.”
“ h-hey you! don’t touch anything!”
“ don’t look at me like i’m some sort of uncaring jerk…”
“ don’t scare me like that!”
“ what do you mean!? you’re the one scaring me!”
“ if i weren’t so tough, you’d have another dead body on your hands – mine!”
“ calm down, take deep breaths.”
“ it’s not your fault. you didn’t do it.”
“ i killed that person.”
“ i was too weak… and i… i couldn’t control the spirit’s power, so…”
“ you don’t have to be nice to me. i understand.”
“ you believe in us, don’t you?”
“ after a spirit comes into my body, i lose myself, my consciousness.”
“ you don’t remember a single thing?”
“ are you sure? i mean, i’m guilty! i’m a murderer!”
“ but i did! i killed that person… with these… two hands!”
“ but isn’t that extremely dangerous?”
“ our world is so different from yours.”
“ it’s so totally not for you.”
“ it will help you see people’s secrets.”
“ just this once, i wish i could be on your side.”
“ i don’t think you can win, pal.”