Feral'd Out

IC blog of an ex pirate, feral shifting, loa worshiping troll. Tu'tusk can be NSFW

[tu-tusk]

Artist; @arcanemoonstudio

Name;Tu'tusk

Hair; Electric blue that runs to moss green at the tips, messy most of the time.

Birthday;Summertime

Likeness; Amanda Nunes

Race;Troll{Half troll.}

Height;Troll-6'5" Feral form-4'

Deity;Gonk

Children; all alive currently and grown, doing their own things. She had triplets, they would be about 20 now.

Language used; Aggressive sign language, can and will write if the person does not understand sign. Selective mute.

Can understand; most other languages, slowly learning more along her ways.

Prefered fighting style;MMA, Boxing, Taekwondo. Her feral form-Teeth and claws

Drinks; Alcohol, except wine. Water, some teas, can be picky.

Food; prefers her hunts, fish, can and will eat most things.

Piercings; 8 in total. 4 on each ear. She plans on more and some tattoos.

Noticable marks; The branding of the blackmaw crew on her hip, seen both in troll and feral form.

Profession; Protector, assassin, mount running. Translator. Fighter. Weather girl.

Hobbies; Hunting, sun bathing, writing, reading, fishing, swimming, watching the wildlife around.

RP hooks;?

She had you drunken under the table, known for her thirst of barrels able to hold her alc at a good level, always happy to be around others and make sure they were okay.

Though she didn't talk much even back then, people knew and felt safe in the trolls presence in org. Well known to take people back to their homes.

Pirates, that's a given(if you were here back in 2016 you would have heard of Killian(Zaderick) back then) she was a known fighter within the crew, being a great protector and assuring the crew kept safe from any harm, sinking her teeth into any enemies that raised their weapons.

Personality; Quiet and observant. Is used to so much barely anything phases her including touch or someone getting in her face. Though very expressional and assuring to keep her own morals about her, still a pirate at heart so this would involve in bar fights or rough housing with people who get close enough to feel comfortable with doing such. Once angered, she is not one to defuse right off the bat; loving the fighting she will go till the person will scream and they give up. Fiercely loyal to those she deems worthy to protect.

Love language; Tu will show love by being affectionate; ie touching, holding hands. Bringing a fresh kill.

Looking for; Adventures, Dark, Long(prolong) or one shots. Friends, enemies, more pirates, Ang. And so on.

Can; have pre-existing friendships, ex lover, friends. Enemies.

Artist; @worginarts

Theamsong;

{Found on WRA as Tuttusk. May make a MG toon}

[nixalegos]

'this looks like the perfect place to take a nap'

"I'm going to be honest with you, it looks like every other jungle coastline I've ever had the displeasure of being on." He said as he secured the dingy they'd made shore on. His heavy boots and armor seemed to have more sand clinging to it then they should have. "So for the hundredth time, you're positive this sunken redoubt had those Mogu runes etched into the walls?" He said looking directly into the foreboding canopy of lush trees. "...Because that red gem sticking out of the tree at our three o'clock is a bloodstone." The warcry of Quilboar scouts echoed moments later. Followed by an arrow that narrowly missed the hooded man by a foot. @tu-tusk

[tu-tusk]

A long-winded sigh escaped her, he had been questioning far too much, half lidded eyes looked over his form, letting out a small 'pft' as one noticed his boots, sucked to be him all clad in armor right now. Herself bare feet treading and taking in the warmth and grit beneath them. Nodding she would sign. ' How many times do I have to say this, you keep asking you will make me question the navigation!'

The forest green hues glanced over the lush green, squinting till she took notice of this blood stone he mentioned, a question she did not have an answer for to why it was here, just as she was about to sign the arrow zipped by, eyes widened as she jerked her head to take in the attackers, grinning all the while now. Quilboar were always fun to take out, hunters by far weren't always much of a challenge unless they disengaged, that always pissed her off.

Rolling her eyes she would point at them, then to Nixalegos. 'This is your fault! You just HAD to complain so much and loudly!' sighing she made sure to place quotations to emphasize the 'Had' part. Clearly blaming him, though in truth it just amused.

Sticking her tongue out at the man like a child she shifted, the green and blue magic taking form till she was her feral form, stepping back she padded in the sand sinking with the weight as she began to prowl, slowly making her way to be behind them when Nix makes a move. her eyes on the Quilboars backside, hunching down as she calculated her attack for the back of its neck to take it down to the sands below.

@nixalegos

[tu-tusk]

DWC- August 17th- Ethereal, Calculate.

The woman, Tu’Tusk, was having a good time listening to the patrons as they spoke of their travels and some of the barrels. Keeping a drink in hand, she leaned her head back against the wall, closing her eyes while picturing each of the stories that were being told as if she was there with them, the vibe with the crew was always so ethereal.

The crew had made landfall not long ago and were slowly filling part of the tavern, somewhat loud but keeping a respectable manner within. The ship’s normal trouble maker was up in the rafters going over paperwork while sipping on some ale, legs swinging ever so lightly. The rogue, Shade, young and full of herself, someone who adored her captain as a sibling.

A small hum would be made, she needed a refill of her own glass. Shifting away from the crew she made her way to the bar leaning to it as she lightly tapped the mug, hearing some rowdiness close to her as some guys were playing some card games, gambling as any tavern did, though it got louder enough to catch her full attention as the man tossed the table swearing the others were cheating, coin hit the floor and others either laughed or fell in silence as the angered man came to the bar for more ale, glaring at her now for even looking at him.

With the fight now involving her as the man threw a punch while she was hovering to get more for her drink, the troll sunk to the ground fast enough her hair hovered upright for a moment till it met her back, squatting her leg quickly hooking around his shin drawing it away from the bar sending him into it to brace himself in his stupor, her eyes narrowed as she growled, having only come here to relax.

He staggered and got his gun, seeing this she popped up as he pushed from the bar getting his bearings making sure her calculations were precise, she hopped on the bar placing her fingertips splayed out knee to her chest and other leg outward to make contact with his jawline and skull sending him flying and gun dropping. Seeing her chance her green eyes flickered to something darker, something feral- the swirls of green and blue magic twisted and covered her body till a large tiger emerged, leaping from the bar pouncing on him as if he was a rabbit, claws making their mark into his shoulders and the landing was rough for him having the weight of her on his form knocking the wind out of him 

Hearing the commotion the rogue's eyes narrowed she had a good wide view of everything, putting the papers down and into her satchel she left the ale on the rafters and climbed down using the chain, landing on the table so the crew looked at her then followed the gaze. Noticing the fight already in full flaming heat seeing the tiger over the man fangs inches from his face and neck.

The rogue was first to her with the company not far behind, a slow gloved feel up the tigers fur, taking in the raised  fur along her spine, talking lowly but just enough for her ears if she was able to break the pound of adrenaline coursing through, slowly shifting to the neck and wrapping around pressing herself against the fur as her hands covered the ferals eyes and leaned to the alerted ear closest.

”Tu… Let's go see what the butcher has left hmmm?”

Feeling a hand her body flinched as drool dropped to the man's neck her breath hit and heavy and eyes laced over with anger and blood lust, leaning down was put to an abrupt stop as her vision was covered, taking in the scent of ale and gunpowder as well as a wet dog scent; knowing who it was slowly her maw closed, hearing something about a butcher, that only meant one thing- Food, the scent of blood still pierced every gland wanting to have a taste, but she lightly faltered.

Seeing an opening the others quickly went around and pushed her back some, claws dug in as she growled, the man quickly dragged away and tossed at his friends, the crew now standing between the feral and the man. Eyes on him as if drilling holes, it wasn't going to end well now if he was persistent, the captain watched shade as she defused the ticking time bomb listing all the favorite cuts of meat the troll was well known to eat.

@daily-writing-challenge

[walerihq]

[must-banks-blog]

[strictlyfavorites]

[remanence-of-love]

[tobiaslives]

Two druids, sittin' on the bleachers...no feet apart because one is very gay but affectionate and enjoys Tu's company.

Tobi and Tu hanging out at @succulent-tart 's ToA show! Signing about attractive men and eating dragon meat.

( @tu-tusk )

[tu-tusk]

Tu really enjoyed it this round, able to sign. Luckily the Dragons didn't see(Cause she was talking about eating the dragon meat during the show before the men showed up infront of them), always good company when Tobi is around.

They did get to briefly see @rylandfalkov

[quotefeeling]

“Sometimes, i just want to sit outside with someone and talk all night.”

— Unknown

[the-rubber-band]

Reblog if you're okay with people coming into your dms or ask box with storylines and rp ideas!

[mcflymemes]

"I NEED TO STOP AND REST" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for taking a break, adjust as necessary

give me a minute to catch my breath.

you go on without me.

i'll just be a minute.

we should camp here.

i don't think i can take another step.

you're falling asleep standing up.

i think we should stop for a while.

we can't fight them if we're exhausted.

it's time for a break.

we'll pick this up tomorrow.

you need to rest. that's an order.

you're going to fall over.

i don't think i can take much more of this.

sit down before you hurt yourself.

you're going to tear those stitches right open if you don't stop.

i need you to stop and listen to me.

you can't save anyone if you're exhausted.

you need your rest.

i'm not asking you to sleep, i'm telling you.

pushing it won't do you any good.

we'll take turns keeping watch.

tell them we'll make camp here.

i'm stopping to rest. you can keep going.

sit down before you hurt yourself.

you'll pull a muscle if you don't stop.

listen to me. you have to take a break.

i'm out of breath.

just give me five minutes to sit down.

i'll be fine with some rest.

let me sleep for a while and then we can go on.

i won't do any good if i'm exhausted.

you won't save anyone if you're like this.

slow down.

you're just making it worse by not stopping.

you'll work yourself half to death.

i'm not letting you do this.

when are you going to think of yourself?

break time's over.

you'll just make your injury worse.

i'll keep watch while you sleep.

you need your sleep just as much as i do.

we have to be at our best if we want to save them.

at least take a five minute break.

give yourself some time to collect yourself.

i insist you take a break.

i can't go on.

i'll pass out if i keep at it.

never thought i'd be the one saying this, but i need to stop.

sleep would be great.

i'll just close my eyes for a few minutes.

wake me when it's over.

tell me when we're getting ready to leave.

this looks like the perfect place to take a nap.

[vexheart]

[vine-violet]

[tu-tusk]

TMI Tuesday —

What's her favourite way to spend an extremely lazy afternoon?

As of late she has been doing people watching, relearning how to reintegrate herself within the tangle of people around any busy city, though keeping to herself and at a fair distance all the while studying the languages of a persons body, hand movement and the smallest of shifting they may do. It has now probably become a favorite thing of hers especially in the city of the elf's, some are more expressional than others.

Its that or she will be out sunbathing, having to enjoy a good nap or five.

{ Ty @lilyofporcelain }

[tu-tusk]

Does she have a signature weapon and/or attack? How long did they train to master it?

Shin Strike.

Tu'tusk uses her shins a lot when fighting, deeming it greater than a normal kick and being more effective. This took years of practice and conditioning her shins, regardless of her regeneration thanks to being troll- she didn't over do her training at first for a few months, though as time progressed she it was more of a thrill to do so.

Starting off with a heavy bag to practice her buildup, then slowly over time to get the precise aim if she were in air combat. This was without a trainer so it was all self taught while watching others do such. It always fascinated her with them being able to snap their legs against the bare skin without making a face or showing pain.

Now as a signature attack it would be her getting some air and being able to land the right angle of her shin to the upper jawline, in her ways she wishes to either dislocate or render them unconscious to end a fight, or make it easier on her to attack. Not saying she wouldn't just go for a downlow blow to the attackers shins themself.

{Ty @theconstructsworld }

[turning-through-the-never]

TMI Tuesday!

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[rylandfalkov]

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