veni vidi vici

the t r u t h shall set you free { indie oc }

[m-orsultimaratio]

The warlock turns at the feeling of a tap on her shoulder and is surprised by the question asked of her. What kind of question was that?! Certainly not one she had been asked before. She was aware of curse words and well aware of how music had progressed sense she had been a child, and it was certain that she well, hated it. She hated the newer music, especially rap. Although she was rather biased on the subject. Her gray eyes took in the males appearance, wide with uncertainty. She had no idea just how to answer the question. “Uh..Well um, ‘motherfuckers’ is a curse word, and by a hundred of them it is talking about many. It is supposed to be an insult of sort’s i suppose.” That was the best answer she could come up with.

[procxyon]

                               Oh, well that was embarrassing! If Sylvia had none, he would not have asked such a question, especially to such a nice looking young lady! Internally frowning, he took a step back. "I am sorry for my rudeness." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a cold coin (he got it from the arcade, it was his only one left before he decided to leave) and held it out for her to take. "I had no idea what that meant, and I was very curious. Thank you for your kindness, please accept this token." 

[dreamretae]

"Wow." Yes, he was delighted to hear all of this, even if the cherry stem thing wasn’t exactly an ability only an Alien could possess. He knew people who could do that too. Humans in fact. But still! That was a nice fact to know about him. "I’m still trying to figure out the cherry thing. I can’t do that." Menae held his hand out after that and cleared his throat. "Sorry about all the questions…My name is Menae. I’m a demon. It’s only fair that I tell you since you told me."

[procxyon]

                               Sylvia has a much thinner and longer tongue than most humans, thank you very much; not to mention the healing process when a wound comes in touch with his saliva (though, only small wounds--like paper cuts). "I can teach you." Sylvia replied simply, nodding his head. "Hello Menae," his fingers twitched, upon greetings others he would usually place a hand on their chest; and they would return the gesture, but he was on Earth now and customs were very different. "A demon?" He's not too sure what that is, though the word has a bad connotation from what he has heard.

[incipientdoctor-deactivated2014]

                         He had to admit that faked cough almost had him. Almost.

The doctor laughed. Hiding his hand inside the pocket before he took a step forward towards the male and brought his fingertips against his neck. He didn’t mind playing along with it. “…There’s no swelling in your throat area so it might not be anything serious. You know, not everyone are as enthusiastic about doctors. I wish everyone were as motivated as you are.”

[procxyon]

                               Sylvia looked on with dark eyes, incredibly interested in every movement the man made. After all, these were not normal person movements, instead they were done by a doctor. When fingertips brushed against his neck, he almost jumped out of his pale skin with excitement--quite proud of himself for faking sick (though, his pale complexion might have something to do with that). "Doctors are a building block of modern society. I would very much love it if you proceeded to treat me now, doctor." 

[dreamretae]

He never meant any disrespect! It’s just that he sometimes can’t filter his curiosity. This little demon could get in a lot of trouble because of that almost all the time. He needed to watch himself. “Alien? You’re an extraterrestrial! That’s why you smell different than the humans!” Bopping one hand in the other as if he made a discovery, Menae smiled at the other with a sudden excitement. “Where are you from? Do you have cool powers? What do you think of Earth? Will you be staying?” Please forgive him.

[procxyon]

                               Sylvia certainly understand the vast bounds of curiosity, he is most likely seen asking questions, after all--the question mark is a wonderful invention, in his opinion. He felt his chest swell with pride at the other's interest in his species. "I am a Procyonian. I'm not allowed to disclose the information of where we are located, though." It probably wouldn't matter much if he did, but he's still loyal to his homeland. "Well, I can twist a cherry with my tongue--!" That's probably not what he was asking. "Also, I never get sick. I am much smarter than the average human, as well." If he could smile, he would be right now. "Yes, I will be staying on Earth for very long." 

[tsaiheism]

                             ”Ughhh… Mei you mei you. Are you dumb or just a crazy fuck. School is a torture. They literally confide you in a small square room for three days just for fucking exams and if you’re caught cheating, they’ll cut your hands off and gauge your eyeballs” Hence school in China, during the Han Dynasty. 

[procxyon]

                               "Really?" His tone had a lilt towards the end, obviously tainted with curiosity. This was certainly different from what he had heard--whenever he watched children leave the school building, they always looked so happy! "How would you learn if they cut off your hands and gouged your eyeballs?" Sylvia is very concerned, obviously. 

[incipientdoctor-deactivated2014]

            Yuuto’s eyes were roaming over the papers his co-worker had shoved in his hands, until he spots a curious albino heading towards his way. The way he acted was very peculiar to be honest. “Ah, yes.”, Yuuto flashes a gentle smile. “I’m a doctor, ah–– a medical intern to be exact. But I’m capable of treating you if there’s something wrong with you.”

[procxyon]

                               Oh, how Sylvia wished he were sick! This would be such a wonderful experience, to receive treatment from a doctor--er, medical intern. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head and he brought his clenched first towards his mouth before giving a very badly imitated cough into the skin. "Yes, you see--I have a cough. I would like some of your medical treatment, please." 

[expilosiam]

The serpent narrowed his eyes in response at the unknown being, aware of how they were not human. The scent they gave off far too different, and yet, it wasn’t a scent Naoki himself recognized. It made him all the more worried, and being so close at that, it made Naoki uncomfortable. For a moment, he chose to hiss softly, flickering his tongue out at them before moving away from the spot the other said a human male had marked their territory in, ” Thanks…I guess, what are you? ” The reptile turned human asked, grey eyes taking in the other man’s appearance as cool fingers reached up to clasp their face, ” You’re strange… ” Says the strange one. 

[procxyon]

                               Well, that certainly had not been something Sylvia was expecting from the man. His intentions were to help a human, though those expectations were lost when a tongue was flicked out and he hissed at him. Never before had he encountered a human such as that. Looking on with curious, dark hues, he was about to speak before he felt a chilled hand reach up and cup his face. Not entirely sure what to do in such an absurd situation, he simply sat there for a moment--utterly bewildered. "Um...You are asking what I am?" His tone was unchanging, as well as his calm expression, though on the inside was rather anxious. "I am a human, of course." Because playing dumb will obviously get him out of this situation. 

[dreamretae]

"I can’t really describe it." Menae shifted and sniffed the air just once more to get another whiff of the scent that radiated off of this person. He didn’t take in too much, though, so he wouldn’t end up sneezing again. "It almost reminds me of lemons? That and a kind of.. before it rains scent?" He’s never smelled that before so it must be a species he’s never come across. Well…he’s actually only come across demons and humans so it was already obvious that this person was neither. Demons smelled like sulfur or ash to him and humans always smelled like the ground or the blood running through their veins. "What are you?"

[procxyon]

                               "Oh, well that's not too bad." He at least hopes those are relatively appealing scents--he doesn't want to stink, after all. With one last curious glance, he lifted up his arm, ducking his head to sniff at his apparently, quite sneeze-inducing scent. Not being to capture anything he shrugged, deciding it wasn't worth that much trouble. He titled his head at the question, finding it a bit rude! First this man started talking about his scent and now he's asking what he is? Sylvia straightened his back, squinting his eyes for a moment. "I guess you could say I am...an alien?" That's what people call his kind here, after all. 

[tsaiheism]

                             ”Wisdom, wisdom, where can I get so-o-ome ~ ♫”

[procxyon]

                               "I have heard that schools are the best option for obtaining information." 

[dreamretae]

"Th-Thank you…" How ironic: saying such a thing to a demon. He isn’t sure if anyone has ever even said that to him before… it was interesting and didn’t seem to have the excruciatingly painful results that were rumored. Good. "I suppose my nose is sensitive for your species, I’m sorry about that." He rubbed his finger under his nostrils and then smiled sheepishly. "You don’t smell bad though…It just caught me off guard." Sometimes he doesn’t understand that the people on the other end of the conversation aren’t always on the same page as him.

[procxyon]

                               "You're welcome," Even if you aren't able to sense it through his hard mask of apathy and his unwavering tone of voice; Sylvia really is excited to be interacting like a human would. He then blanched when his species was mentioned, turning his head from side to side in worry. "What?...How did you know?" Hopefully this wasn't someone from the government trying to capture him because that certainly wouldn't be good. His mind stopped reeling for a moment in sniff at himself, though, before a small frown formed. "Wait, what do I smell like?" 

[dreamretae]

procxyon

Weird. This guy had a strange scent. It was neither human or demon, but unfamiliar and oddly…zingy? How did he even describe it? He almost had to sneeze…but if he wasn’t a human, than surely he could tell that Menae wasn’t human and therefor would think its rude if he just suddenly sneezed right? 

So he did his very best to hold it in…    No that’s not going to stop it.

"Ah—ACHOO—!"     Whoops/

[procxyon]

                               Sylvia was never able to pick up species by scents, rather by vibrations given off from their bodies, and for that, he had to be quite close and usually touching them in some form; so he was quite oblivious to this man's status, and might not have even noticed him if it weren't for the rather loud sneeze that had him flinching in shock. "Bless you." He said, happy that he was able to use this saying for the first time! He always saw others saying it after someone sneezed, and he never got the opportunity himself. How exciting! 

[highschool-reaper]

                                 “That’s the whole point. Just like if you were to call someone a son of a bitch. You’re disrespecting them and their mother.” Nox explained with a shrug of her shoulders. “Humans are really disrespectful creatures so you really shouldn’t be all this surprised.” The reaper said as she moved a piece of hair from her face. Yes, file it under words never to be used because words like those are fighting words. Cute little aliens need to behave and not get into fights, mhm. Nox blinked before biting back a laugh in which was followed by her lowering his finger. “Yes, like that but don’t do it. It’s a another way of telling someone you don’t like them or are upset with them.” Keep it simple and he’ll be just fine.

[procxyon]

                               Sylvia nodded, finally understanding the meaning behind the words and wow--that was very rude of Nicki Minaj, might he add! He doesn't think he wants to be a rapper anymore, no, definitely not--he's not at all a mean person, so he'll scratch that off his career list. "Oh," he muttered when his hand was gently moved down. There sure were a lot of ways to spew angry comments at people, so many that you didn't even have to use your mouth! "Humans sure are angry, why is that?" 

[highschool-reaper]

                               Oh, this motherfucker wanted to be difficult. No matter though because Nox has all the time in the world. “Calling someone a motherfucker is disrespecting them. Maybe they’ve made you angry or something of the sort — you would call him that. It’s a curse word like bitch, bastard, fucker, and many more.” She said with a shrug of her shoulders. “Do you understand now? You don’t just call a person a person when you get mad at them, right? You want to call them something that is going to upset them. Motherfucker is one of those words you would use.” She nodded. “Buuuut, if you don’t want to say it then you can just hold up your middle finger. It’s basically the same thing.”

[procxyon]

                               "But why use the term 'mother'? Mothers are nice..." He doesn't understand why someone would use mother as a disrespectful term, it made him a bit sad on top of his confusion. Were humans so bad to even disrespect those who birthed them? This was a lot of information he was trying to process, and he made sure to file these words away under 'words never to be used'. After her little rant, he held up his middle finger. "Like this?" He asked, looking at it with a befuddled expression. "What does a finger have to do with anything?" 

[expilosiam]

Naoki’s a little bitter tonight, as he was crossing the street, he was almost hit by a car. Almost because it did hit him, and because even though it hit him, he was strong enough to stop it. He’s just angry because his clothes got dirty, so he’s gonna sit and sulk on the corner of a street.

[procxyon]

                               Now cue a very happy alien who just received a free balloon and a sticker. The sticker is in the shape of a bug doing a thumbs up, and he placed it on the back of his hand, and in his hand was a string to his blue balloon. Noticing a lone figure, he leaned down, narrowing his eyes in a squinting fashion. "The other day when I was walking by here, I saw a man pee in this area." Just a friendly warning. 

[heartful-doe-deactivated2020090]

    Food? she was always up for food. She pulled her hand back finally and allowed it to hang at her side, head coming to a tilt only two inches to the left. “Alright, what do you wanna eat?” She questioned whilst moving her arms behind her back to clasp her hands together, fingers lacing now that she felt just a tad more comfortable, the faint tension within her proceeded to fade away.

[procxyon]

                               Since arriving to Earth, he had only eaten two types of food: hamburgers and pasta. Picking between the two was incredibly hard because both substance were so incredibly good. Humming, he pulled at a bit of his fringe. "We can get pasta." He finally decided, since pasta is usually what males ate with females in movies and television, it seemed like a good fit. 

[highschool-reaper]

                               Was this litt- Nox was staring at a midsection when she turned around which lead her to change her initial thought; was this tall shit serious? Who walks around asking people things like that? But then again this person did not seem human — in fact there was nothing human about him except for his appearance. “Motherfuckers are people. You can call someone a motherfucker.” She explained which was odd coming out of a seemingly young cute girls mouth. Any normal person would have told her to wash out her mouth but then again you don’t tell reapers to do shit because they were bosses, okay? okay.

[procxyon]

                               He was even more confused by the explanation. Though his face stayed apathetic, he was very puzzled on the inside. "Why call them motherfuckers, then? Should you not just call them people?" There were so many words for different things, learning them all would take forever! With the smallest of frowns, he scratched at his head. He was unaware of the nasty looks others gave him for throwing around a word so casually--since he got most of his information from television, he wasn't quite sure which words to use and not to use since all were bleeped out or just not said. 

[tsaiheism]

                           Birds were probably the least of his concerns as of now. He had lived long enough to witness the evolutions of birds — how pheonix magically morphed into tiny brown birds and the such; nothing fancy there. But groaning to himself as he walked with a foot bare and the other foot worn with just slippers; a pair of shorts and just a white t-shirt as he walked along the lightly snow covered pavements. He didn’t like the cold — the colder it gets the hotter he would feel and the more he felt the need to end his life. But what could he do to achieve such a thing when immortality was granted upon his head. A sigh instead, and he moved, walking as aimlessly only to stop and watch at an idiot feeding the bird. Really — has humans evolved to brainless mutts who feeds the wild instead when clearly those birds were nothing more than just pests inhabiting the earth. “Serve you right,  you idiot shit head” Ryan shrugged his shoulders as thinly, then whined another groan out, feet shuffling against the thin layer of snow. “I’m so hungryyyyy fuck” 

[procxyon]

                                 Sylvia wasn't quite affected by the cold, for he was birthed on a star--everyone in his home had natural high temperatures due to their climate. He could still feel the cold, but it wasn't all that bad, it just gave him a need for affection and body heat, which he didn't receive ever--since he had no friends. He heard a voice directed at his back and he turned his head, looking curiously at the individual. "Excuse me?" He asked, not sure what warranted such rude words. He shouldn't be surprised, though, he knew most humans were incredibly rude, for no reason, and had anger in their hearts. He decided to just shrug the words off, instead looking at the man's disheveled appearance. "Are you a homeless person? I have some bread, if you would like it."