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HfjONE Ask / Roleplay Blog Character - Airy

[trawling-lantern]

ℌᴇʟʟᴏ, ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇꜱᴛᴀɴᴛꜱ . . .

This is a HFJONE Ask / Roleplay blog. The writer goes by Airy.

This blog contains my interpretation of Airy from HFJONE. Additional headcanons and designs may develop over time, and personal storylines are present.

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Asks

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I am always happy to interact with just about anyone! You can always interact with asks, reblogs, or comments as yourself, or other characters! I am very OC and multi-fandom friendly! Crossovers are encouraged!

CONTENT WARNING

This blog will contain mature themes, including mental and physical harm possible suggestive content, and abuse. Warnings will be put in place on sensitive posts. I do not endorse abuse in any way, and there will be no NSFW publicly on this page.

I am an adult and am willing to write other more 'mature' subjects with other adults (such as extreme gore or others), but it will NEVER be open for anyone to see. In these cases, DMs or Discord are preferrable.

NAME UNKNOWN A.K.A. "Airy"

Presumably middle-aged

Transmasc; He / It

Demisexual

5'2"

Copper trawler lantern with beastly features- seems to be able to shapeshift to some degree

→ Forgetful

→ Pyromaniac

→ Obsessed with sharp weapons/tools

→ The hole in his globe seems to be stuck with him due to an incident in the waiting room

→ Sees others weaker or smaller than him as toys or means for entertainment due to isolation

→ Struggles with expressing and feeling emotion

→ When he does get attached, he is extremely clingy

→ Underneath his confusion and dazed state, hides a curious and intelligent mind

[trawling-lantern]

[They chuckle at his enthusiasm and easily keep up. Once they reach the shore, they set their bags down once more. They fish the sponge out and begin looking for the soap.]

You go on ahead. Get yerself nice 'n wet so the suds'll take. Since y'ain't bathed in a while, I'll do all the scrubbing this time.

- Casey (🧭💙)

  He’s definitely not the fastest- he’s even a bit winded by the time they get there.

  Airy steps (more like hops on one leg and dragged the other in a straight line) onto the shore, though stops right before the water hits his little paws.

“ …I. Um. I don’t… go. In water. Unless I’m shifted… right. ”

  While fascinated by marine life, he’s actually a bit scared of water. Though since he has little to no control over his shifting, he limits himself to when he’s shifted correctly to get into the water. At least this water, and not the dirty swamp water.

  In short, he’s filthy.

[i-survivedhfjone18]

hfjairy in oil pastels

[trawling-lantern]

Cause you’re too cute. < pets and scritches >

“ Because… oh. ”

  He smiles a little.

“ I don't think. You need to use euthanasia for that. But I like… being pet… ”

  Letting out a low purr, he kneads the air with all four paws.

[trawling-lantern]

I mean, I'd be scared of you too if I was a small animal or something, but I'm not, so I don't have anything to worry about, riiight? 😁

*her smile seemed nervous, like she's not entirely sure about that*

- 🍓🍬

(again, sorry if I already sent this, my memory has been pretty bad lately)

“ …yeah. ”

  His intention never was to hurt. He just wanted to entertain himself. It’s hard to be gentle with contestants that could fit into the palm of your hand- but since BonBon was here and not on the Plane, it was far harder to make that type of mistake.

“ I eat. Small animals sometimes… though. ”

[trawling-lantern]

I knew that'd work, heehee~! Firstly, hmm...

[They pause to think for a moment and their needle slowly drifts to its usual north position. They haul themself to their feet and gather their stuff before offering him a hand up, taking care to keep the shopping bag away from him.]

Let's head on over to th' water. I ain't found any waterless soap yet so we just gotta do it the ol' fashioned way. Speakin' of, I got ya the most gentle, unscented soap I could find so ya don't gotta worry yerself none about smellin' like a perfume section fer a week.

- Casey (🧭💙)

  Airy looks a bit lost as he stares at the hand offered, tilting his head to the side. It takes him a moment to register that it was being offered to him before taking it- then he scrambles up onto his little feet, nearly falling over in the process with high-pitched yelp as he limp-trotted over to the waterfall while dragging Casey along. He reaaaaally wants that food.

“ Okay. Let’s… go. I want to… food. ”

[trawling-lantern]

Sorry airy we're gonna need to euthanize you

“ What… why… ”

  He’s making a comically large frowny face right now.

[trawling-lantern]

Teeheehee, yes, there's food in there. I knew you'd need a little incentive aside from cuddles. Homemade smoked sal-- Oopsie, silly me~! We can't go ruining the surprise now, can we?

- Casey (🧭💙)

  Despite everything he ate technically being really, incredibly homemade, it didnt dull his interest one bit to hear the small clue about what food was present.

“ …okay. F. Fine. ”

  He’s slowly leaning to the side, eyes on the bag as he started drooling. He clearly has one thing on his mind.

“ What… uhm. Do we… do. First… ”

[trawling-lantern]

Nuh-uh, silly!

[They pull the bag so it's behind them, wagging a finger at him.]

Just a little scratch and shake won't get you clean! You can have brunch after you get a bath. I might even throw in a little bonus later if you really behave~!

- Casey (🧭💙)

  Letting out a huff and a whine as the bag was pulled away, pawing at the air where the bag once was.

“ …so. Is there food or… not? ”

  His focus is food. His motivation is food- either food or entertainment was what got him going.

“ I’m… I don’t want to do that. But I want food. If there’s food. Or treats. ”

[trawling-lantern]

[They blink in confusion for a moment before their grin returns.]

Aww, I know you did~! I missed you too. Gosh, you're pretty dirty, huh? Your fur's all matty still! Good thing I brought some soap for you! We can't have all that gross stuff messing with the measurements or your cuts. How's about I give you a bath first? I know kitties don't like water but I bet you'll like scrubs!

[They pull out a large sponge from the shopping bag and wave it a little for emphasis.]

- Casey (🧭💙)

“ I’m not that… dirty. ”

  Huffing, looking up to Casey as he sat up and scratched the side of his neck with his leg. …then he shook off some of the dust like a dog.

“ See. Fixed… it. ”

  Looking over to the bag, leaning in and sniffing it.

“ …is there food in. There. ”

[trawling-lantern]

Awww~! Lookit that! You even do that lil dirt rolling thing so many cats like to do for me. I love it! How are you so precious!?

[They happily scratch at his belly, cooing adoringly all the while.]

- Casey (🧭💙)

Laying still, letting the other pet him while he remained sprawled out on the ground. He’s a mess, fur matted, dusty, new wounds on his arms, copper scratched and also covered in dirt and mud, as well as rust. Dirty old cat.

“ I missed… you. All of. You. ”

  He’s surprisingly well aware of when another alter comes to front. He might not remember the names, but he can tell when one isn’t Casey. The one he knows best is Casey, he has yet to get familiar with the others, but he’s endlessly curious.

[therealjackii]

“ You look. Flammable. ”

  - @trawling-lantern

So what if I am? Don't try anything funny, lanterny.

[trawling-lantern]

“ I… can't. I'm kinda alone. In a forest. I can only. Watch. …also I'm. Airy. Not… Lanterny. ”

[therealjackii]

Gosh, how do you even have internet connection out there?

[trawling-lantern]

“ I… ”

  Silence as he looks at the computer tower for a moment.

“ …don't. Know. Actually. It just. Kind of. Is able to connect to everything. Uhhh. Even other universes. ”

[therealjackii]

Huh. What, you some kind of god? Seems like it to me.

[trawling-lantern]

“ …yes. ”

  That’s the first time someone has directly referred to him as such. He liked it a lot. Too much, probably. It’s hard to tell, since he’s only smiling a small bit.

“ I can. Move… objects. From place to place. Universe to universe. With just. My hands. From my desk. And even. Respawn them. And give them… their wishes. So I think… a god… is fitting. ”

[therealjackii]

Cool. Well, I better get going. Have fun with your cool powers, lantern thing.

[trawling-lantern]

“ Oh… okay. ”

  He can't do anything for now. He doesn't have the card's code. But he can keep watching him until he gets it. …whether the card knows it or not.

[trawling-lantern]

Are you, um, feeling okay? Sorry, I shouldn't have done all that.

*Bianca asked, staring at him a bit. She had no idea how to feel about this guy, she's just really confused by him. More curious than confused, actually.*

That was really weird of me, I promise I don't usually touch people I barely know.

- 🍓🍬

“ It's… okay. I don't mind. ”

  If anything, he misses being pet already.

“ I don't… uh. I don't think I'm the person… to. Ask about being weird. ”

  He doesn't know how to interact with people well at all. BonBon was an expert compared to him.

“ The animals here… are. Scared of me. A lot. So I can't really… even. Pet them. I don't know why they're so afraid. ”

  When he approaches silently, he can be horrifying. He doesn't seem to realize that. That, and his incredibly sharp claws and heavy stature. He could rip prey to ribbons if he wanted to. …he doesn't have a desire to do so, though.

  …usually.

[therealjackii]

“ You look. Flammable. ”

  - @trawling-lantern

So what if I am? Don't try anything funny, lanterny.

[trawling-lantern]

“ I… can't. I'm kinda alone. In a forest. I can only. Watch. …also I'm. Airy. Not… Lanterny. ”

[therealjackii]

Gosh, how do you even have internet connection out there?

[trawling-lantern]

“ I… ”

  Silence as he looks at the computer tower for a moment.

“ …don't. Know. Actually. It just. Kind of. Is able to connect to everything. Uhhh. Even other universes. ”

[therealjackii]

Huh. What, you some kind of god? Seems like it to me.

[trawling-lantern]

“ …yes. ”

  That’s the first time someone has directly referred to him as such. He liked it a lot. Too much, probably. It’s hard to tell, since he’s only smiling a small bit.

“ I can. Move… objects. From place to place. Universe to universe. With just. My hands. From my desk. And even. Respawn them. And give them… their wishes. So I think… a god… is fitting. ”

[therealjackii]

“ You look. Flammable. ”

  - @trawling-lantern

So what if I am? Don't try anything funny, lanterny.

[trawling-lantern]

“ I… can't. I'm kinda alone. In a forest. I can only. Watch. …also I'm. Airy. Not… Lanterny. ”

[therealjackii]

Gosh, how do you even have internet connection out there?

[trawling-lantern]

“ I… ”

  Silence as he looks at the computer tower for a moment.

“ …don't. Know. Actually. It just. Kind of. Is able to connect to everything. Uhhh. Even other universes. ”

[therealjackii]

“ You look. Flammable. ”

  - @trawling-lantern

So what if I am? Don't try anything funny, lanterny.

[trawling-lantern]

“ I… can't. I'm kinda alone. In a forest. I can only. Watch. …also I'm. Airy. Not… Lanterny. ”

[trawling-lantern]

(i don't remember if I already sent an ask, but please disregard this if I already did)

*Bianca continues to pet his shade, since it was probably the safest place to touch, and smiles a bit*

Y'know, you're kinda adorable like this, if I try to see you as just a big kitty! 😁

*Cinnamon curls up in front of the computer, completely blocking the view of the screen as he falls asleep. But it's not like anyone was paying attention to it anyway*

*after a second, Bianca moves her hand to the non-shattered part of Airy's face, gently stroking there as if she were petting a cat's whiskers. And then she quickly pulls away.*

Shit, this is a bad idea. What am I doing?? This is a grown-ass man, not a cat.

*she whispers to herself, finally putting a bit of distance between them*

- 🍓🍬

  His fur was free from any glass, making his limbs and tail also a suitable place for pets. Though, he seemed to enjoy being pat anywhere, nuzzling against the hand and letting out a little mew as he rumbled his entire body from the strength of the small bursts of purring. He couldn't purr continuously, and it sounded a bit like a broken engine with something lodged inside it, but it was purring nonetheless.

“ Mgnrnhnmgm. ”

  Resting his face in her hand, sticking out his tongue and keeping his eye closed as he wrapped his tail around himself. He actually did have whiskers, strangely. Some were bent and crooked.

“ …bbuh. ”

  Snapping out of his little trance as she pulled away, opening his eye and still kneading the air for a good few moments before he stopped and held onto his tail. He's desperate for any kind of affection he can get, and that definitely fit under his criteria.