Some really random muses

Multifandom, multimuse RP blog. Most of the canon muses on here are AUs. Sideblog to ocsareawesome. M!A: none

[some-really-random-muses]

Hello 👋,

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[llixulia]

(some-really-random-muses) Amoron (via pincer hand) and Hyperion 🐾

(Btw Amoron's artwork is out of date. I haven't had the chance to change it.)

Hyperion blinked as he was booped by a stranger. "Ah... Can I help you?" He'd never seen one like Amoron, and he looked at him, curious.

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Amoron looked like a humanoid bug with six eyes. His exoskeleton was mostly steel grey with softer skin patches that were reddish brown. He wore a t-shirt and shorts that were both blue. The shirt had flaps on the back for his small elytra to fit through, though they were currently retracted.

In any case, Amoron stared right back at Hyperion. Then he blurted out "Well, I was kinda wondering why you were hauling around a bunch of rocks earlier? Also, are you related to magmoors? Because you look alot like one other than having wings."

[melamemea]

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character.

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(I'll have to draw his updated self later but I have a headcanon. Amoron's name is the result of his parents looking for inspiration from human languages and unwittingly naming him an insult thinking it looks cool.)

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(I am tempted to reboot my space pirate oc, as far as physical appearance is concerned. When I first drew him, I really didn't think that through as much as I should've.)

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(I'm tempted to revise Mirror into a Monster Rancher oc. Their design is ironically really similar to Niton and since Mirror's lore came from a dream, the logic behind it is almost non-existent. If I'm to have a more rational backstory for them, Monster Rancher fits far better than Elder Scrolls.)

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(It just occurred to me that I really aught to redraw my ocs here. Been about 1,000 years since I updated those.)

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Angumilla, having finally figured out shapeshifting magic, stood in human form. Her face was hidden beneath the hood of her black cloak. Staring into the void, she sighed and said to herself “Seems all Xehanorts in the multiverse are fated to darkness. But this? This darkness was undeserved...”

[overx]

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Angu nodded, saying “Ah. I suppose that makes sense. It is a small space but having both lungs and gills, it is uncomfortable to be dry for too long. Not unbearable but…” She shrugged as she trailed off. She took note of Verse’s lack of reaction to her trip up and how he seemed to speak. She couldn’t help wondering if Verse was some form of Nobody. Still, at least he seemed to not have ill will. She was staring at him as she pondered about that. Though the rest of Verse’s explanation led Angu to ask “Oh? So you’re this world’s keyblade wielder? Never heard of a machine advanced enough to be sentient but there’s not much use for machines when you live in an ocean trench.”

Keyblade wielder? That terminology is somewhat familiar, though Verse had yet to run into such a person first hand.

“That is an acceptable comparison, although I do not possess a keyblade.” No point hiding that fact from Angu, just in case it turned out to be relevant later. “You could say I was built to preform similar tasks to a wielder.” At least in terms of protecting worlds and opening and closing the paths between them. Her other comment prompts a half nod from the reploid.

“…yes, I suppose that would be quite useless.” The machine appears to ponder something for a moment, but doesn’t ask further. “…perhaps we should move to a more comfortable environment for the remainder of this conversation.“ With a wave of his hand, a rift in reality opens before them, the portal’s gateway giving way to a lakefront on the other side. A waterfront elsewhere in the HUB where they might be able to talk without the visitor drying out or being stared at. 

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Angu nodded at Verse’s last remark before she calmly walked through the newly formed portal. She lay down on a wide bank, well within reach of the lake’s current tides. She exhaled a guttural noise one could compare to a cat purr, intention wise. Returning her attention to Verse, she remarked “You know, I’m glad I ran into a level headed sort like you. People in my home world are superstitious to the point of misjudging me, just because I appear to sailors during hurricanes or bump into ships sometimes. Anyway, I don’t think I’ve given you my name yet. I’m Angumilla or Angu for short.”

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Staring at Verse in slight confusion, Angumilla responded “It… isn’t? What are these water structures for, if not respite for aquatic peoples?” As she said that, she stepped out and ungracefully tripped over her cloak’s sleeves. It was somewhat uncomfortable to be this far from the ocean and so close to what looked …mostly? like a human. Especially while her movement as a relatively short legged quadruped was hindered for the sake of the cloak’s protection from darkness. Did humans have metal parts sometimes? Or glowing eyes? She wound up inquiring “What are y- I mean… Who are you?”

“Generally, they are considered aesthetically pleasing.” Or so the reploid had been told. A simple reply, Verse apparently unbothered by the question. “Most beings like yourself would find comfort in larger structures” As the OVER-unit had been lead to understand, organics tended to find small spaces ‘claustrophobic’. “We have areas better suited to your needs until I am able to discern the best course of action regarding your whereabouts.” He watches her rather awkward foray out of the fountain, arms remaining folded despite the creature’s tripping. 

“I am this world’s guardian. One of my primary functions has to do with the observation and regulation of other worldly entities.” As for the aquatic one’s half asked question, it is apparently an expected one. “I am a machine built for transuniverse travel. You will find my ability to assist you is equal to any other sentient life form.” 

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Angu nodded, saying “Ah. I suppose that makes sense. It is a small space but having both lungs and gills, it is uncomfortable to be dry for too long. Not unbearable but...” She shrugged as she trailed off. She took note of Verse’s lack of reaction to her trip up and how he seemed to speak. She couldn’t help wondering if Verse was some form of Nobody. Still, at least he seemed to not have ill will. She was staring at him as she pondered about that. Though the rest of Verse’s explanation led Angu to ask “Oh? So you’re this world’s keyblade wielder? Never heard of a machine advanced enough to be sentient but there’s not much use for machines when you live in an ocean trench.”

[overx]

(some-really-random-muses) A Dark Corridor, a portal known to corrupt those who pass through them, opened onto the hub world. By the time Verse would have a chance to look into it though, the being who created it wandered off. However a massive sea serpent with alligator-like legs, wearing a black cloak clearly made for humans was likely not easy to miss. Angumilla eventually climbed into a water fountain and occasionally poked her head up to watch people pass by.

At this point, such visitations are... typical. As far as the readings could find, wherever this particular entity had originated from appeared to be a hodgepodge of worlds all its own.

So then the portal itself had come as no surprise, though shutting it proved to be a minor nuisance. Not something the OVER-unit was particularly fond of. Then again, the traveler had the curtesy to make herself stand out, not merely through appearance, but rather... by doing that.

Verse stood, arms crossed in a mimicry of someone else, as he peered down at the strange humanoid serpent bobbing around in the fountain. At the moment she seems fairly harmless, despite her entrance. So it is the reploid makes an attempt at being... casual..?

"I am fairly certain this is not... a standard destination for swimming."

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Staring at Verse in slight confusion, Angumilla responded “It... isn’t? What are these water structures for, if not respite for aquatic peoples?” As she said that, she stepped out and ungracefully tripped over her cloak’s sleeves. It was somewhat uncomfortable to be this far from the ocean and so close to what looked ...mostly? like a human. Especially while her movement as a relatively short legged quadruped was hindered for the sake of the cloak’s protection from darkness. Did humans have metal parts sometimes? Or glowing eyes? She wound up inquiring “What are y- I mean... Who are you?”

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(some-really-random-muses) Angumilla watched Terra from the shadows curiously. The weird, 12ft long, alligator-like sea serpent with an eel-like face inched closer and closer until she accidentally came into view. She was staring at glints of light reflecting off the armor on Terra's shoulder like a cat would stare at a foil ball.

Terra would be seen on the way to pick up a few supplies he needed. It was one of those moments he was out of uniform. He wouldn't realize at first that anyone would be following him.

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Angu asked “What place is this? I am... unfamiliar with anything above the ocean except things near the coasts.” All she knew was she managed to leave her homeworld, Port Royal, via magic she’d learned from books washed away in storms. She was perhaps too ambitious in her self teaching of said magic because she’d used a Dark Corridor without entirely memorizing the risks but she wasn’t there long enough to be corrupted, or attacked by Heartless, thankfully.

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“Well, this place is called Radiant Garden.” He explained. Figuring they were just lost.

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Angu suddenly got excited hearing that and exclaimed “Then... It worked? Yay! It worked!” She froze and went back to a calm, albeit now awkward, demeanor. “I mean... You don’t happen to know someone who’d teach me magic, do you? Not alot of mages where I grew up unless you count the Heartless. And I don’t for... obvious reasons.”

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(some-really-random-muses) Angumilla watched Terra from the shadows curiously. The weird, 12ft long, alligator-like sea serpent with an eel-like face inched closer and closer until she accidentally came into view. She was staring at glints of light reflecting off the armor on Terra's shoulder like a cat would stare at a foil ball.

Terra would be seen on the way to pick up a few supplies he needed. It was one of those moments he was out of uniform. He wouldn't realize at first that anyone would be following him.

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Angu asked “What place is this? I am... unfamiliar with anything above the ocean except things near the coasts.” All she knew was she managed to leave her homeworld, Port Royal, via magic she’d learned from books washed away in storms. She was perhaps too ambitious in her self teaching of said magic because she’d used a Dark Corridor without entirely memorizing the risks but she wasn’t there long enough to be corrupted, or attacked by Heartless, thankfully.

[heroic-endeavors]

(some-really-random-muses) Angumilla watched Terra from the shadows curiously. The weird, 12ft long, alligator-like sea serpent with an eel-like face inched closer and closer until she accidentally came into view. She was staring at glints of light reflecting off the armor on Terra's shoulder like a cat would stare at a foil ball.

Terra would be seen on the way to pick up a few supplies he needed. It was one of those moments he was out of uniform. He wouldn't realize at first that anyone would be following him.

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Shaking her head as she snapped herself out of her instincts, Angumilla debated whether to greet this human or sneak back into the safety of the shadows. By the time she thought that though, she realized she didn’t know her way back to any aquatic environment around here. Thus she decided to calmly, cautiously say “Hhhhi human.” She had an accent like the people of Port Royal.

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Terra after getting some ice cream would have a surprised good. “Oh, hello.”

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Thankful this human didn’t freak out at her appearance like sailors usually did, Angu grinned at Terra; revealing rows of sharp teeth. She said “My name’s Angumilla, or Angu for short. Who’re you?”

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(some-really-random-muses) Angumilla watched Terra from the shadows curiously. The weird, 12ft long, alligator-like sea serpent with an eel-like face inched closer and closer until she accidentally came into view. She was staring at glints of light reflecting off the armor on Terra's shoulder like a cat would stare at a foil ball.

Terra would be seen on the way to pick up a few supplies he needed. It was one of those moments he was out of uniform. He wouldn't realize at first that anyone would be following him.

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Shaking her head as she snapped herself out of her instincts, Angumilla debated whether to greet this human or sneak back into the safety of the shadows. By the time she thought that though, she realized she didn’t know her way back to any aquatic environment around here. Thus she decided to calmly, cautiously say “Hhhhi human.” She had an accent like the people of Port Royal.

[ocsareawesome]

(I've come to the realization that, having not used them an entire year, I've lost connection with most of my tumblr muses' back stories. Even among the muses I still feel a connection to personality wise. If I still write my ocs here, I'm most likely going to reboot them but I don't see me doing much rping on tumblr anymore.)

[shxtteredwxngs-a]

“Iv’e been told my casual dress seems like something a high scale college kid would wear….is it that bad?”

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Amoron shrugged, chittering his mandibles in thought for a moment before answering "I have no idea why a school for reptiles is a bad thing clothes wise. It's not like you have a third pant leg for a tail to fit though or anything else that doesn't fit your species' shape."