Stronger than diamonds

Indie, Selective Mondo Oowada

[strcngbody-feeblemind]

-dusts off this blog-

Once I get home, it'll be time to do some spring cleaning around here

[seafoamsthetic]

what is your muse’s eye color?

put it in the tags!

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Sorry about that, everyone, my pages can now be viewed

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strcngbody-feeblemind​:

strcngbody-feeblemind​:

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                          ❝   Oi, I know I ain’t too good with introductions or whatever, but I’m Mondo Oowada. Nice ta fuckin’ meet'cha, whoever’s readin’ this. It’d really help me out if one a’ ya could spread the word that I’m new around here an’ maybe I’d like ta meet some people.   ❞

                          ❝   So, it’d be real fuckin’ nice if ya could do me a favor like that. Reblog this or even like it so I can get the chance ta meet my classmates or some other people who happen ta see this.   ❞

[strcngbody-feeblemind]

Oh wow, I forgot about this blog, oh well, I spruced it up a little by adding a couple things to Mondo’s about page

[gattsu]

no this is literally mondo oowada

[gattsu]

wait i found a more accurate one

[kaibutsushidousha]

I love that you just pasted a DR character over a DRRR character.

[prozac80mg]

what type of lonely are you?

rb with your results

[strcngbody-feeblemind]

Loneliness Borne of Anger

You learned from a young age you are not like others, and others hate you for it. You've been mocked and tormented your whole life, and it birthed a violence in your heart. You yell at your younger siblings when they slip up. You don't want them to suffer the same fate you did. At once, you are both miles above and miles below your peers. You are not polite. People no longer dislike you because of you, but for your biting words. it's better this way, after all. At least now you know it's your own fault.

[strcngbody-feeblemind]

Mondo: The prosecution makes a compelling argument, but have you considered this?

Mondo: [Sticks middle finger up]

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shymaru​:

Why had he thought this was a good idea? While it was a habit of his to get up that early so he could finish any lingering schoolwork and enjoy a nice walk before class doing so as he was now was nothing short of foolish. The mere fact that none of the staff had caught sight of him whilst he was wandering around was nothing short of a miracle and as hungry as he was getting anything with how much smaller he happened to be was near impossible. Perhaps it was better to merely stay in his room for now…

Though before he managed to plod his way over to the door someone called out to him, his entire body freezing as he slowly turned towards the voice only for him to let out a squeal of pure shock upon seeing the state Mondo was in and rushing over to him worriedly. Had the exact same thing started changing him as well?! Did that mean that it was spreading? Oh goodness… If there was one thing he didn’t want it was for Mondo to end up like he had…

“!?”

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       Just as he'd thought that speaking to a pig was a bit ridiculous of him, the swine had bounded over to him as though he were a dog coming to see an owner. Mondo's eyes widened a bit as he stared at what he could only assume was Ishimaru since he responded and even came up to him. In that moment, he was lost for words as it seemed that he wasn't the only one suffering from having animalistic features. Ishimaru had been completely turned into a boar, and, from the looks of it, couldn't talk or explain how he'd been turned into one.        Mondo's mind was filled to the brim with questions, yet none of them could be answered, which was especially frustrating since he wanted to ask him if he'd end up a cow or whatever bovine the horns and tail belonged to. He also wanted to know what was causing this and if it was a forever thing or if they would ever change back. Though, he couldn't blame Ishimaru for his current state, since it was more than likely not his fault to begin with. No one he knew would ever ask to be turned into an animal that wasn't able to speak or even do things they normally would. Crouching to meet his gaze better, Mondo asked,      ❝   Hey, Ishi, by any chance, have ya eaten anything? I know ya got hooves now, but the dinin' hall's open about now, right? Ya wanna go together and get somethin'? I know it won't solve our situation, but I'd wanna think with a full stomach, ya know?   ❞

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@shymaru || Liked for a starter

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       Although he wasn't one to wake up especially early in the morning, Mondo wanted to not only avoid anyone seeing him with horns and a tail, but to try and get himself to sleep at all. Whether it was because of the tail or the horns, he just couldn't comfortably sleep, thus he was out in the halls trying to tire himself out. However, as if his situation couldn't get any stranger, Mondo's purple eyes landed on a pig in the same hallway as him. For a moment, he just stared at it, wondering how the hell a pig got in here without anyone noticing.        The more he stared at the swine, the more he realized something about it. There was only one person amongst his classmates who would be out here this early in the morning, usually without anyone noticing, and that was Ishimaru, and he was no where to be found. This pig also seemed to bear a strange resemblance to Ishimaru, like being awake at this hour, and, now that he actually looked, similar red eyes. Could pigs even have red eyes? Not unless they were albino, and this one wasn't even close to being an albino. Strange as it would have been to come to such a conclusion, Mondo could swear that this pig was somehow Ishimaru. To test his theory, he called out, not really expecting much,      ❝   O-Oi, Ishi, is that- is that you? Ain’t no one else up in this early but you, ya know. ...Ah shit, I must be crazy, tryin' ta talk to a fuckin' pig.   ❞

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       What was he supposed to do now? There was no way in hell that He could hide the horns that jutted out from either side of his head, the tail he could reasonably hide in his pant legs if he didn't move it at all, but the horns were another story. He couldn't hear a hat and call it a day, there was nothing wide enough that wouldn't draw attention to him. In terms of head wear or trying to hide them in general, he was screwed. Even trying to put a hand on his neck proved to be an annoyance since his hand knocked into one of the damned things every single time, without fail.        Huffing a sigh in frustration, Mondo's new tail had swayed to and fro as though being a clear sign that he wasn't in the mood for anything. He really just wanted to hide away until these bovine features went away. Though, that was if these weren't a permanent thing. The hand that had tried to rest itself on the back of his neck had instead found itself on his forehead. Without even realizing that someone was already within his vicinity, he stated aloud,      ❝   God fuckin' dammit, what am I gonna do with fuckin' horns? Can't hide the fuckin' things, can't stay in my room all day. Ugh, shit, as if I wasn't already an intimidatin' bastard, now I look like a devil.   ❞

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Thwump, Horns

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       The moment those words were spoken, Mondo could feel a slight pressure at the sides of his head, just behind his temples, and the base of his spine. At first, it was just a dull pressure, as though someone was shoving their fingers against those points before it turned into full blown pain. Something was sprouting from his head, something sharp. Before he knew it, there was blood running down the sides of his head and from his lower back. He grit his teeth as best he could to prevent himself from making any sounds, but that proved to more difficult then what he could handle since it felt as though something was bursting out from him, as though his head was going to explode.

       When it was finally done, his head felt much heavier than it previously had, and he could easily tell that something was behind him, but that something was attached. Reaching up his hand to his head, he quickly found out what it was that had been growing. He now had horns on either side of his head, they were smooth and pointed at the top. It was as though someone had just plucked the horns off of a bull and stuck them to him instead. That wasn't the only thing that grew on him, he realized, as he grabbed behind him and immediately felt short fur upon a long, equally bovine tail. To say he was horrified would have been the understatement of the century.      ❝   Th-The hell did you do ta me?! Change me back!   ❞

[horrificmemes]

Terrible? Transformation Curses

Send my muse a curse to transform them for a day (or however long the mun/sender decides). Feel free to combine curses to create a terrible, or beautiful, monster!

Third Eye: The muse has an eye placed anywhere on their body that is often visible (forehead, chest, hand…) and this eye has the ability to see glimpses of the future, another dimension, and/or supernatural entities.

Horns: The muse has horns sprouting from their head. The size and number of horns is completely up to the sender!

Slither: The muse now has a long, serpentine tail and has lost the ability to walk on their legs.

Cloven hooves: The muse has to walk with a pair of hooves instead of feet. Add furry legs for a classic ‘satyr’ look if the sender wishes.

Lovely locks: Instead of hair, the muse now has … something else up there. Snakes, tentacles, spines, dripping slime - the sender can use their imagination!

Gaping Maw: If you have two mouths, can you eat twice as many tacos? Let’s hope. The muse has a second mouth placed anywhere on their body, either hidden or visible, and it’s full of razor sharp teeth.

Fangs: The muse’s ordinary mouth now sports sharp vampire-like fangs.

Jaws: Hell, since when is two sharp teeth enough? The muse now has an entire mouthful of razor fangs. 

Scratch: Instead of fingernails, the muse now has long, pointed claws. Be careful with those things. 

Thwump: Who doesn’t want a tail? Now the muse has their own tail. It can be cute and delicate or heavy and covered in spikes depending on the sender. 

Hiss: The muse has a long, long tongue. Tapered or forked is up to you!

Porcupine: Porcupines are cute, but a little hazardous when annoyed. The muse now has sharp spines placed anywhere on their body (back, elbows, legs…).

Swamp beast: The muse can breathe easy under water with a new set of gills, and why not webbed fingers and toes to go with it?

Majestic birb: Now the muse has the power of flight with their own set of wings. Are they fluffy bird wings, leathery bat wings, or buzzing insect wings? 

Piercing Gaze: Whatever the muse’s original eye color is, they now have something different and unusual. Pure black eyes, milky white eyes, bright red eyes - it’s up to the sender!

Snout: The muse has swapped noses with any type of creature. Give them a beak, a pig snout, a feline button nose, or even a canine muzzle. 

Solid, Liquid, Gas: The muse’s entire body is made up of something other than flesh! Turn them into a gooey slime monster, a red-hot lava monster, a hard rock beast, or even a wisp of person-shaped fog.

Leathers and Feathers: The muse has more than just smooth skin now. Add some scales, feathers, fur, or an exoskeleton!

Size Difference: Grow or shrink the muse either a little bit or a whole lot.

Chameleon: Give the muse bright neon skin, wild colors of hair, or exotic stripes and patterns. Plaid? Go for it.

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Aight, it’s been a minute, so like this for a starter

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‘Are you crying?”

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       He wasn't sure what brought him down this saddened path, but regardless the tears had pricked at the back of Mondo's eyes before finally blurring his vision and spilling over. He wasn't sure if it was because of Daiya, or anything that was currently on his mind. He swore he was thinking about certain things too much, hell, sometimes he thought shouldn't be able to think at all. Maybe then he wouldn't get like this or feel so bad about things that happened in the past.        Upon hearing a voice, his shoulders tensed and he even gasped slightly in surprise. He didn't think anyone would see him like this, but he supposed he was wrong since he was discovered. Quickly wiping at his eyes, he gruffly responded,      ❝   No, I'm jus’ sweaty as hell. It's hot as shit.   ❞

       Although he said that, the temperatures were getting much cooler and he hadn't been exercising that day, either. He always was something of a terrible liar, at least, when it came to this type of thing.

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Send ‘Are you crying?” to catch my muse in tears.