Teramorphous

Teramorphous; Having the shape or form of a monster.Indie Semi-Selective Multi-Muse Original Character Ask/Roleplay Blog

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Truth or Dare

Send me one (or more) of the following:

Truth Send my character ‘Truth’ and a question, and they have to be honest.

Dare Send my character ‘dare’ and dare them to do something wild or foolish (or damn right dangerous).

Love Send me ‘love’ and my character will confess their love to yours.

Kiss Send me ‘kiss’ and my character will have to kiss yours.

Command Send me ‘Command’ and my character will command yours to do something.

Promise Send me ‘Promise’ and my character will make a promise to yours.

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"Hey bootysprinkles, do me a favor." Gamal was lying down on the floor, looking all full of frowns. It was rather unusual for him to be so down in the dumps, but even Ihrun's mischief couldn't put him in a better mood. "Give me a hug or something. I'm sad. No one ever gives me hugs anymore since I realized how easy it is to give people wedgies from that convenient location."

Something had been up with Ihrun’s gossip buddy for a while, though he wasn’t sure it was his place to ask about it. Instead, he tried to be there as best he could, even if he had no idea how to make people feel better besides copious amounts of shit-talking and planning pranks for whenever Gamal felt up to it. “Huh? Oh, sure.” He said, hopping up from his seat and crossing the floor to stand over Gamal. “You gotta stand up first though. Can’t hug you down there.” He pointed out, though he didn’t hesitate to squeeze the taller demon in a tight embrace once in a proper position to do so. “I guess lucky for me I never wear underwear. If you tried that shit I’d bite your face off.”

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Gamal and Ihrun weren't having much of a conversation, simply sitting beside one another after having a few good laughs. Gamal glanced at Ihrun, then forward at the wall, then back to Ihrun again. Then, without any warning, he leaned over, stuck out a long dark tongue, and licked the side of Ihrun's face. "Hm, not what I expected." he said a moment later. “I thought you said you taste like Pepsi Cola.”

Becoming the object of a taste test wasn’t on Ihrun’s list of things to do that day, but apparently he was in for a surprise. He didn’t seem particularly offended, just curious about the action, turning his head to blink slowly at him. “Who said that? I damn sure didn’t.” He insisted, though he wasn’t entirely sure he hadn’t. He said a lot of weird things while drunk or tired. “I wonder what you taste like though. Your essence, I mean. Azhekh tasted like a mix of wine and a few things I can’t quite put my finger on. Humans tend to just taste boring, but you?” He leaned back to get a better look at the demon next to him. “Maybe dust or charcoal with a hint of curry spice.”

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“You know what? It’s really rude to stare. I would really appreciate it if you’d just tell me if there’s something on my face or something.” Lothaire was perhaps a little too insecure at the moment, glancing across the table at Azhekh as they drank their wine together. He usually didn't mind all of those eyes looking at him, but the stare was getting a little spooky, even for a demon. "Am I so hideous you cannot look away? Is there something behind me? Did I spill on myself?"

The king couldn’t and wouldn’t deny that he was staring, but he hadn’t thought that perhaps it might be rude to do so. He and Lothaire were friends after all, weren’t they? But apparently he had watched him a bit too closely and made him uncomfortable, an act he was quick to apologize for even if he did laugh a bit doing so. “Ah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to unnerve you.” He said, shaking his head to dismiss the notion that there was something wrong. “And no to all of those things. To me, people are like an art gallery; some more visually appealing than others, while some take a special eye to appreciate and understand. I happen to have seven special eyes and know a masterpiece when I see one.” He answered, three eyes closing in a brief wink. 

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this is about to get interesting

“Are you sure these are raisins? They don’t taste like raisins.”

“Did you get that guinea pig to reenact that South Park episode?”

“Don’t get mad, but I may have just ruined everything in your closet. Don’t ask how and don’t open the door. Don’t open your closet door for a really long time, please take this advice.”

“How do you even cut your teeth on wedding rings?”

“I don’t think you’re supposed to use disinfectant wipes on your food.”

“I don’t want to alarm you or anything but I thought you should know that there’s a raccoon in your shower.”

“I thought you said you taste like Pepsi Cola.”

“I’m so sorry. I had no idea I was going to sneeze. I won’t sneeze on you next time we meet, I swear.”

“Is that a British Army Browning L9A1 in your pocket? Or are you just pleased to- Oh! Oh my God, that’s actually a gun.”

“Just because you paint your entire body blue, does not mean you’re a member of that Blue Man Group. Where did you get that PVC pipe?”

“Let me get this straight, the little kid punched you in the face after you stole their milkshake or did they punch you in the face and then steal your milkshake? Either way, no the tooth fairy is not going to bring you cash for a chipped off piece of tooth.”

“Look, I know that we just met but trust me, I’m trustworthy and I need your Netflix log in.”

“No, I do not ‘got any weed.'”

“Please stop asking me if I want to build a snowman. It doesn’t even snow here.”

“Tell me you didn’t put five times the amount of detergent you’re supposed to in the washing machine again.”

“That whole pineapple thing didn’t work. Maybe you didn’t eat enough.”

“What do you mean I shouldn’t give hitchhikers rides? I’ve given like eight of them rides just this week! I seriously doubt I’m going to pick up a serial killer, I’m pretty sure I would know.”

“Why is your pocket moving?”

“You can’t just say checkmate every time you make a move.”

“You didn’t have to get me a gift- Oh. Another “#1 Asshole” mug.”

“You know what? It’s really rude to stare. I would really appreciate it if you’d just tell me if there’s something on my face or something.”

“You look really familiar. Do I look familiar? Have we met before?”

“You never want to hang out anymore. I told you I wasn’t going to have your entire house post-it noted ever again. You have to trust me. Besides, the guy charged a lot of money and I don’t want to spend that much on you again.”

“You’re watching X Men Origins: Wolverine again? How many times have you seen this now? At least watch the good one!”

“You’ve been gaming for three days straight. You haven’t showered and to be honest, I don’t recall you moving at all. Have you gone to the bathroom or eaten? What’s in that cup?”

[horrificmemes]

The Exorcist (1973) Sentence Starters

“What an excellent day for an exorcism.” “I’m the Devil. Now kindly undo these straps.“ “The Power of Christ compels you!” “Your mother sucks cocks in hell!” “The demon is a liar.” “Is there someone inside you?” “I’m afraid.” “You speak Latin?” “God damn you!” “You’re going to die up there.” “[muse name] is in here. With us.” “Do you have any religious beliefs?” “This belief in the power of exorcism can make it disappear.“ “I think the point is to make us despair.” “My bed was shaking. I can’t get to sleep.” “I cast you out! Unclean spirit!” “In the Name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit!” “You killed your mother! You left her alone to die!“ “I want out of this job. It’s wrong. It’s no good.” “I should have known better. I’m sorry.“ “So, what’s for dessert?” “Let the girl die.” “Evil against evil.” “There isn’t a day in my life when I haven’t felt like a fraud.“

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Gamal was bothering Apophis again, as always, mainly because he liked to flirt with pure terror. Even for a demon, he was damn threatened by the hungry creature, even if he wasn't a defenseless human. "No, no, no. We're going back to plan A." he said, holding up one long, spidery index finger. "Plan A is where you stop giving me that ravenous grin because you're starting to really creep my out."

While certainly not the most intelligent of all the residents, Apophis knew better than to eat his housemates. He’d learned that the hard way after making a snack out of a few of Widower’s newest babies many, many years ago. It was a mistake he’d only made once, punished swiftly and mercilessly by the spider to the point that he was convinced he now suffered from at least minor trauma. Then again, Gamal wasn’t a housemate, and his curse or whatever it was only made him look more appetizing.

“And why ssshould I do that, hmm?” He asked, his grin only widening when he was given the satisfaction of knowing he just might be getting to Gamal a little bit. “You are only a guessst here, and one that no one really likesss… No one would misss you.” Apophis was aware that Ihrun had been hanging around with Gamal a bit, but that didn’t really mean anything - not to him, at least. “Ihrun isss an incubusss… He isss not your friend. He only wantsss one thing, and you ssshould be aware of that by thisss point…”

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The snake had most definitely struck a nerve, and Gamal was past the point of not admitting it. Now he didn’t care if his anger was out in the open for all to see. He was pissed and it was obvious, even to a guy without eyes. He glared at him, yellow eyes burning brightly and full of fury as Apophis rose up to loom in front of him. He would have spit in the old snake’s face if he didn’t know better, but the last thing he wanted was for one of those sets of sharp jaws to clench around his skinny neck.

“Ihrun likes me for who I am, something you would never understand.” He said with a wide grimace. His monstrous claws were squeezed tightly into fists at his sides, nails so sharp they almost cut into his own palms. “He’s not a backstabber. You talk like all incubi are the same, but that’s not true. Just because some are vile doesn’t mean he is; he’s charismatic and humorous. He’s kind to me. And he’s not just prepping me to eat me, not like you would. You don’t know anything…” He took in a heavy breath and let it out again, huffing through his nose. “You’ve probably never had a friend like that before, have you? What, are you jealous? Jealous that I showed up and made myself at home so easily?”

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Oh yes, this was the sort of thing Apophis thrived on. Fear would always be his preferred emotion to feed off of, but this anger would do just as well in a pinch. He hissed and cackled in Gamal's face, excited further that Gamal was so quick to become defensive over things that Apophis considered pointless. Besides, didn't this guy know better than to try to make friends with the type of demons that preyed on others regardless of their race?

"Ohhh, I wouldn't know anything? I have lived alongssside him for many, many yearsss, long before you came. If anyone knowsss him and hisss tricksss, it would be me and the othersss who dwell in these wallsss." Apophis explained, easing away just enough to lean back on his massive snake tail and examine Gamal's condition - and his rising temper. Apophis swayed from side to side in a hypnotic fashion, wondering just how long it would take for the demon to snap and do something besides just spit his bitter words. “You poor unfortunate creature. He hasss already indoctrinated you, it ssseemsss... Only a matter of time now before you end up drained and disssposssed of like all the others...”

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Gamal was bothering Apophis again, as always, mainly because he liked to flirt with pure terror. Even for a demon, he was damn threatened by the hungry creature, even if he wasn't a defenseless human. "No, no, no. We're going back to plan A." he said, holding up one long, spidery index finger. "Plan A is where you stop giving me that ravenous grin because you're starting to really creep my out."

While certainly not the most intelligent of all the residents, Apophis knew better than to eat his housemates. He’d learned that the hard way after making a snack out of a few of Widower’s newest babies many, many years ago. It was a mistake he’d only made once, punished swiftly and mercilessly by the spider to the point that he was convinced he now suffered from at least minor trauma. Then again, Gamal wasn’t a housemate, and his curse or whatever it was only made him look more appetizing.

“And why ssshould I do that, hmm?” He asked, his grin only widening when he was given the satisfaction of knowing he just might be getting to Gamal a little bit. “You are only a guessst here, and one that no one really likesss… No one would misss you.” Apophis was aware that Ihrun had been hanging around with Gamal a bit, but that didn’t really mean anything - not to him, at least. “Ihrun isss an incubusss… He isss not your friend. He only wantsss one thing, and you ssshould be aware of that by thisss point…”

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Getting to Gamal was easy for some and difficult for others. Harmless teasing never really bothered him, as he was also a master of pestering and poking fun. But threats and insults? Those bothered him, especially when someone dared to disrespect him. He had been treated like a god for so long that he wasn’t sure how to function like an average demon anymore, even though he had been stripped of his god status many years earlier.

The mention of Ihrun only made him more upset. Finally he found a friend who was worth something and now Apophis was telling him that it was all fake? That it didn’t mean anything? “You don’t know shit.” he said spitefully, baring rows of big, sharp teeth. “Ihrun doesn’t take advantage of me. He’s never treated me like a meal. Not the way you treat me. You wouldn’t know a damn thing about our friendship if it bit you on your snake ass.”

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Oh, had the snake struck a nerve? It seemed so and only furthered his sick delight, spurring him to be even nastier if this was the sort of response it got. Apophis had no idea just who or what Gamal had been in the past - or rather, who he thought he was - but it didn’t matter. The grinning serpent cared little for the history of others, especially someone that had invaded into their happy little home and served no purpose here other than to irritate and instigate. 

“Have you ever even dealt with an incubusss before?” He asked, slithering around the room and circling Gamal with a menacing look on his face. “You are not a human, ssso of courssse he would not eat you outright… No, he hasss to be more careful with other demonsss; winning your trussst and making you think you are more important than you really are to him…” Apophis explained, the room echoing with his high pitched laughter. He positioned himself directly in front of Gamal, rising up to display a few of the disgusting teeth-lined mouths covering his body. His eyeless face leaned in, grin wide and sharp. “I would dare sssay… You are more at risssk of him eating you than me… At leassst I am upfront about my intentionsss, while incubi are sssneaky little backssstabbersss…”

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Gamal was bothering Apophis again, as always, mainly because he liked to flirt with pure terror. Even for a demon, he was damn threatened by the hungry creature, even if he wasn't a defenseless human. "No, no, no. We're going back to plan A." he said, holding up one long, spidery index finger. "Plan A is where you stop giving me that ravenous grin because you're starting to really creep my out."

While certainly not the most intelligent of all the residents, Apophis knew better than to eat his housemates. He’d learned that the hard way after making a snack out of a few of Widower’s newest babies many, many years ago. It was a mistake he’d only made once, punished swiftly and mercilessly by the spider to the point that he was convinced he now suffered from at least minor trauma. Then again, Gamal wasn’t a housemate, and his curse or whatever it was only made him look more appetizing.

“And why ssshould I do that, hmm?” He asked, his grin only widening when he was given the satisfaction of knowing he just might be getting to Gamal a little bit. “You are only a guessst here, and one that no one really likesss… No one would misss you.” Apophis was aware that Ihrun had been hanging around with Gamal a bit, but that didn’t really mean anything - not to him, at least. “Ihrun isss an incubusss… He isss not your friend. He only wantsss one thing, and you ssshould be aware of that by thisss point…”

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After drinking perhaps a little too much wine with Azhekh, Lothaire found himself in a strange, silly place where he was both sentimental and ridiculous. He was still polite as ever, but he couldn't help but wear the dumbest smile as he babbled on and on and on. "Just let me adopt all of your children." he said, sharp teeth pulled in a huge grin. "I'll treat them perfectly well. I promise. That means something that you can’t break. Ever.”

Lothaire wanted to adopt ALL of his children? Azhekh suddenly realized he had never actually explained just how many offspring he had. It was, to say the least, more than three, four, or ten as Lothaire had originally estimated. The comment amused him nonetheless, giving off a deep rumbling laugh as he shook his head at the fancy little snowball of a demon.

"Well, I will be sure to get you all of their names and details written down. Goodness knows you will definitely need to study up if you plan to become a secondary parent to my entire brood." He said, patting Lothaire on the shoulder as gently as he could. The last thing he needed was to accidentally knock him around in his tipsy state because the poor spider god didn't know his own strength sometimes. "There's a few thousand of them, so you might be at it a while..."

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"I'll climb through your window. I'm stealthy, like a ninja." Gamal appeared out of fucking nowhere to visit Ihrun in the middle of the night. Now that he had legs for a short while, he seemed determined to make a menace of himself even more than usual. "You look miserable. Still all fucked up? I'd sacrifice my idiot cousin to you, but I don't think he has a soul for you to feed on if that's your thing." He wasn't sure exactly how incubi worked, but that seemed like a normal thing, right?

“Incredible.” Ihrun replied in a dry tone. Normally he didn’t mind Gamal popping up whenever he wanted, welcomed it even, but in his current state he wasn’t having any of this shit. His usual patience for such fuckery was completely gone thanks to remaining unfulfilled for the better part of a day now. Hunger for an incubus meant a whole new level of hangry.

“I guess this is what Apophis feels like all the time.” He said, rolling around in his bed as if tossing and turning would relieve his symptoms. It didn’t, of course, and only distracted him temporarily. “Nothing helps. No matter how much I feed it just never goes away; it’s just this awful constant gnawing sensation reminding me that ‘hey, you had like ten meals yesterday but you’re still starving.’ Who the fuck thought it would be fun to curse us?!”

[bekahblondie]

“Stranger Things” Sentence Starter Pt 1

“You’ve been playing for ten hours?!”

“We talked about this! You can’t take shifts when I’m working!”

“I think it’s kind of cool. It’s like you have superpowers, or something.”

“Yeah, except I can’t fight evil with it.”

“It was a one-time…..two-time thing.”

“I’ll climb through your window, I’m stealthy. Like a ninja.”

“Mornings are for coffee and contemplation.”

“My mom thought I was on debate team but really I was just screwing girls in the back of my dad’s Oldsmobile.”

“You know, kids are mean. They laugh at him/her/they, pick on him/her/they, make fun of his/hers/their clothes.”

“What did I just say? One at a damn time.”

“No, I won’t. I don’t get scared like that anymore.”

“Yeah, all I know is she’s scared to death. I think she might have been abused or kidnapped.”

“Think he could be hurt? Maybe he walked away?”

“What you think I didn’t check my own house?!”

“Hey, what did I do? What did I do?”

“Galaxies and the universe and whatnot, she/he/they always did good with that. I always thought there was enough going on down here.”

“It’s alright. You sit tight, whoever it is out there I’ll tell them to go away real quick.”

“Sorry again for almost turning you away back there.”

“Don’t do anything stupid.”

“How about every time you get something right I take off a piece of clothing, but every time you get something wrong….”

“Are you crazy!? My parents are here!”

“Was this your plan all along? To get me alone in my room and get another knotch in your belt?”

“I barely even know what’s going on with you. I’m so sorry.”

“No, no, no. You can’t do that to yourself. This is not your fault.”

“I know it. I can feel it, in my heart. You just have to trust me on this, okay?”

“I’m just being realistic, ___!”

“Did you run away? Are you in trouble?”

“She/he/they said no and yes. Your three year old sister can say more!”

“We should tell your mom.”

“Is that real?! Sorry. I’ve just never seen a kid with a tattoo before.”

“You’re saying that that’s not weird?!”

“All I’m saying is it’s an emotional time.”

“Oh, come on. You’re wasting your time!”

“Yeah? Well, cops are good at finding. Stay here.”

“You’re in trouble, aren’t you? Who - who are you in trouble with?”

“Bad? Bad people? They want to hurt you? The bad people?”

“And there was something else, I don’t know. It was - it was some kind of animal. I don’t know.”

“No parents… Big house…”

“A party? It’s Tuesday..”

“Obviously his/her/their stupid plan failed.”

“No way, ___ would never rat us out.”

“Yeah, it’s fun. Come on. Just trust me, alright?”

“This is ridiculous! I’m so sick of it!”

“You shouldn’t like things because people tell you you’re supposed to, okay?”

“I need this phone and I need two weeks advance. And a pack of Camels.”

“I promise. That means something that you can’t break. Ever.”

“I want you to feel like you can talk to me. I never want you to feel like you have to hide stuff from me. I’m here for you.”

“I heard he/she/they were drunk as a skunk and did it on a ten dollar bet.”

“Telling any adults would put us in danger!”

“What kind of danger? ___, what kind of danger?!”

“No, no, no. We’re going back to plan A.”

“Really? Want to check up my ass too?”

“You don’t think I want to see you?”

“Maybe I’ll trade you in for the younger model.”

“Because I don’t want to go by myself. ___, it’s not rocket science. Just tell your parents your staying at my house tonight.”

“We never would have upset you if we knew you had superpowers.”

“What is… friend?”

“A friend is someone you would do anything for.”

“Spit swear - you never break your word. It’s a bond.”

“Friends… they tell each other things. Things that parents don’t know.”

“We can’t park in the driveway! The neighbors might see.”

“You can be like my guardian. Make sure I don’t get drunk and do stupid things.”

“Is that a new bra? Really?”

“Is that supposed to impress me? You are a cliche, you do know that don’t you?”

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Starter Call

× Turns out I deleted the last one by mistake while clearing out some other posts fml. That’ll teach me to try to do blog things when I’m not awake. Anyway, give this post a ‘like’ if you’re interested in a starter. Be sure to let me know who you’d rather interact with since there’s multiple muses on this blog. ×

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Ravenous for Ihrun

Ravenous: muse is constantly starving but cannot be satisfied. Lasts two days.

Before today, Ihrun wouldn’t have traded being an incubus for anything in the world. Now? He was miserable; completely and totally miserable. He was used to his particular ‘hunger’ cravings and fed as he was meant to, but somehow he still felt unfulfilled after. So he hunted, again and again, over and over all night until eventually he realized that there would be no satisfaction to be had. Beyond frustrated and more than a bit tired, he walked into the room only to fall flat on his face in the middle of the floor. The cold stone felt nice to his flushed skin but it still didn’t alleviate the desire.

“I think I’m dying.” He said to no one as he stretched out his wings, feathers ruffled to the point of ridiculousness. Of course he knew this wasn’t possible, but he sure did feel like death. After all, what was the point of feeding if it did nothing? 

[horrificmemes]

Send my muse a curse!

M!A’s based on original curses and some inspired by famous curses in history.

Button Eyes: whoever sends this has ownership of a voodoo doll especially made for my muse, and can inflict harm on them at will. Lasts as long as they want.

Bad Luck: muse has a classic case of bad luck and nothing will go right for them for a full day.

The Crying Boy: muse feels like their insides are on fire. Lasts a full day.

Lost Soul: muse is stuck in a ghostly dimension; they can see everything going on around them, but no one can see or hear them. Lasts two days.

Worst Fears: muse is haunted by the thing(s) that scare them the most. Lasts a full day.

Kennedy: bad luck follows not only my muse, but all of their friends and family as well! (Ask permission from other muns before involving anyone else in this curse). Lasts two days.

Seeing Red: muse sees blood everywhere they look. Bonus points if they’re afraid or disgusted by blood. Lasts a full day.

Murrain: muse is deathly ill. Lasts two days.

Ravenous: muse is constantly starving but cannot be satisfied. Lasts two days.

Loathly: muse is transformed, becoming increasingly more haggard and/or monstrous in appearance. An act of kindness towards them will break the curse.

A New Roommate: an evil spirit possesses my muse’s body. How it behaves is up to the mun. Lasts three days.

Followed: spirits from my muse’s past are following them around. Lasts two days.

Not a Wink: muse can’t sleep no matter how tired they feel. Lasts three days.

The Bell Witch: muse’s home is plagued by relentless poltergeist activity. Lasts two days.

A PSA ABOUT MEMES

send me them. i don’t care if you just started following five minutes ago, or if you’ve been following since the beginning of time. send as many as you want. if none of them work for our muses, that’s totally fine! but if you ever see something that might, by all means, literally HURL them my way. i love having my inbox spammed with things to answer, even if i don’t actually accomplish answering all of them. if i ever leave something you’ve sent unanswered, don’t let that throw you off from ever sending more! messages get eaten, or maybe i just couldn’t think of any way to properly reply to it. either way, if i reblog something, send to your heart’s desire. i mean it.

[horrificmemes]

Our muses have swapped bodies.

Tell me in my inbox what is the first thing your muse does.