8el1-slig-spy

[8el1-slig-spy]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Aqua. I hope you enjoy this forest.

*he grabs his rifle, ready to leave to his home*

Be careful, though. Not all sligs are as friendly as I am and... Might try to hurt you. You have your skills, but... Try to be cautious. Stay safe, Aqua!

*he waves a paw and proceeds to trot away, leaving the amphibian mudokon alone*

*a little shocked and curious*

Belisario: Wait... Are you a mudokon? You kinda look like one except for the... Tail. And the claws.

*Aqua looked at Belisario*

Yes, I'm technically a mudokon, just genetically modified for semi aquatic purposes and for killing things...

[8el1-slig-spy]

*shakes his head*

Nah thanks, you can keep the whole thing. I'm not hungry for the moment. What surprises me though is how you're able to eat it all raw.

Doesn't your stomach rejects it because of your nature? Like... Is that the only kind of diet you can eat? Or can you also eat processed and cooked food?

*he puts both hands on the floor, laying back a little*

Odd... You're the perfect fit to blend in this habitat.

*he points at them, addressing all of them*

If... it wasn't for the skin. It's a total giveaway if you want to stay on land.

*he looks at the sky and notices it's getting darker. He stands up quickly and grabs his rifle*

Agh... It's getting dark now. Guess I'll have my leave. It's a pity...

Wait! I don't even know your name. It has to be awkward if we ever bump into one another and not knowing your name. Mine's Belisario. How about you??

*a little shocked and curious*

Belisario: Wait... Are you a mudokon? You kinda look like one except for the... Tail. And the claws.

*Aqua looked at Belisario*

Yes, I'm technically a mudokon, just genetically modified for semi aquatic purposes and for killing things...

[8el1-slig-spy]

You really took a long walk to come here. Well...

*looks at their surroundings quickly before laying his eyes on Aqua again*

It's a nice place to stay considering the flora that helps you in hiding and the fauna to keep your stomach content. However, that doesn't mean it's completely 'safe' from... Any unwanted guests.

*looks at the big trout, paying a little bit of attention to the claw and teeth marks*

Don't you wanna eat the fish? You gotta be starving after fishing that out. Unless... You're not hungry right now.

*a little shocked and curious*

Belisario: Wait... Are you a mudokon? You kinda look like one except for the... Tail. And the claws.

*Aqua looked at Belisario*

Yes, I'm technically a mudokon, just genetically modified for semi aquatic purposes and for killing things...

[8el1-slig-spy]

O-oh no! I was just surprised.

*he scratched the back of his head, slowly letting go of his rifle*

It's not like everyday you bump into a mudokon who's able to fish out a great catch. I never thought I'd see something like that after all these years.

*once he fully let's go of the rifle, leaving it close to him, he takes a short breath and smiles a little even if the mask gets in the way*

You really got lucky with that one. I... barely catch smaller examples in the river to go through the day. Those claws and teeth of yours are put in good use right now.

Say... You've been out here for a long time?

*a little shocked and curious*

Belisario: Wait... Are you a mudokon? You kinda look like one except for the... Tail. And the claws.

*Aqua looked at Belisario*

Yes, I'm technically a mudokon, just genetically modified for semi aquatic purposes and for killing things...

[8el1-slig-spy]

*he jumps a little, taking a good grasp on his rifle as a reflex when he sees Aqua diving into the water*

(What in Odd are they doing?-)

*he sees amazed the large trout grabbed by the amphibian mudokon's mouth, filled with razor-sharp teeth. His hand still on the rifle for safety*

(Wow... They have the reflexes and ferocity of any wild predator. They really meant it for the 'killing things' part.)

*he observes their behaviour, so close to starting their little feast. He coughs*

You really are... something.

*a little shocked and curious*

Belisario: Wait... Are you a mudokon? You kinda look like one except for the... Tail. And the claws.

*Aqua looked at Belisario*

Yes, I'm technically a mudokon, just genetically modified for semi aquatic purposes and for killing things...

[8el1-slig-spy]

*he lowers his hand, not fully convinced with the answer but lets it slide for today. He sits down a meter and a half away from Aqua, still laying an eye on him, observing*

Alright. If it's just chill... Although it can be a little bit cold sometimes in the forest, if you ask me. But that can be fixed with a jacket... (If I ever find a decent one.)

*a little shocked and curious*

Belisario: Wait... Are you a mudokon? You kinda look like one except for the... Tail. And the claws.

*Aqua looked at Belisario*

Yes, I'm technically a mudokon, just genetically modified for semi aquatic purposes and for killing things...

[8el1-slig-spy]

I'd avoid trusting that Mudokon-amphibian hybrid just yet. I suggest you get to know him better before fully establishing a friendly relationship

They're still a stranger to me. I don't know what their true intentions are.

But that hybrid was... Hesitating for a second there, trying to hold back a snarl. Those are the typical struggles of someone who went through... stuff.

I can still fight if they oppose a threat to me. For now, I'd prefer being decent in general.

But if they dare themselves to do a sudden move on me... they'll say hi to my rifle first.

[8el1-slig-spy]

*he looks at Aqua confused at first. Once he sees his teeth, he gets concerned and tenses up, preparing in case something happens while maintaining eye contact*

Hey... What happened? It's like you were going to... Do something.

*he raises up a hand, internally debating whether he should try to lay a hand on his shoulder or not*

Were they... flashbacks or something?

*a little shocked and curious*

Belisario: Wait... Are you a mudokon? You kinda look like one except for the... Tail. And the claws.

*Aqua looked at Belisario*

Yes, I'm technically a mudokon, just genetically modified for semi aquatic purposes and for killing things...

[8el1-slig-spy]

*sits down while maintaining eye contact with Aqua*

It... Kinda explains why I haven't seen anyone else like you. Looks like those damn vykkers won't have enough with playing with life...

*shakes his head in dissapointment*

First the drink... now the biological modifications.

*a little shocked and curious*

Belisario: Wait... Are you a mudokon? You kinda look like one except for the... Tail. And the claws.

*Aqua looked at Belisario*

Yes, I'm technically a mudokon, just genetically modified for semi aquatic purposes and for killing things...

[8el1-slig-spy]

a comprehensive list of scenarios

feel free to combine multiple prompts or add  “ + reverse ”  to switch roles !   for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.

1.  GUEST :  for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. 2.  STORM :  for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm. 3.  MEDIC :  for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured. 4.  SURPRISE :  for one muse to come home and find the other already inside. 5.  TRIP :  for both muses to road trip or travel together. 6.  BABYSIT :  for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk. 7.  INSOMNIA :  for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. 8.  AMBUSH :  for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy. 9.  DANCE :  for one muse to ask the other to dance at a party. 10.  STRANDED :  for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road. 11.  SERVICE :  for one muse to cover the cost of something for the other. 12.  SAFEGUARD :  for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event. 13.  DAZE :  for one muse to wake somewhere and find the other hovering over them. 14.  STOWAWAY :  for one muse to find the other hiding on the same ship. 15.  TAXI :  for both muses to share the same taxi ride. 16.  MAKEOVER :  for one muse to help the other with a new outfit or hairstyle. 17.  LIFEGUARD :  for one muse to rescue the other from drowning. 18.  DISASTER :  for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster. 19.  TRANSIT :  for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport. 20.  SPRAIN :  for one muse to carry the other after spraining their ankle. 21.  EMPLOY :  for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc. 22.  QUEST :  for one muse to help the other with a task in exchange for compensation. 23.  SOOTHE :  for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack. 24.  RECOVER :  for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging. 25.  UMBRELLA :  for one muse to share their umbrella with the other on a rainy day. 26.  HEAL :  for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury. 27.  NIGHTMARE :  for one muse to comfort the other after a nightmare. 28.  REUNION :  for one muse to run into the other again after a long time. 29.  PRIZE :  for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival. 30.  NUDE :  for one muse to walk in on the other while they’re changing. 31.  BED :  for both muses to wake in the same bed, naked or fully clothed. 32.  TRAIL :  for one muse to notice the other has been following them. 33.  EVADE :  for one muse to pull the other into an alleyway to escape their pursuer. 34.  THIEF :  for one muse to confront the other after having something stolen by them. 35.  CAUGHT :  for one muse to walk in on the other singing / dancing. 36.  FESTIVE :  for both muses to decorate for a special occasion. 37.  PRESENT :  for one muse to give the other a  (birthday)  gift. 38.  WEARY :  for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other. 39.  CAPTIVE :  for one muse to hold the other against their will. 40.  SNAP :  for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration. 41.  SLEEPOVER :  for one muse to stay the night at the other’s place. 42.  TRESPASS :  for one muse to trespass on the other’s property. 43.  BREAK-IN :  for one muse to discover the other robbing their place. 44.  MERCY :  for both muses to come across an injured animal. 45.  UNKNOWN :  for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place. 46.  ACCOMPLICE :  for one muse to assist the other at the scene of a crime. 47.  ASTRAY :  for both muses to take a detour and lose their way. 48.  RELAX :  for both muses to share a hot tub or hot spring. 49.  MUSE :  for one muse to model for the other’s art project. 50.  ACCOMPANY :  for one muse to give the other an extra ticket to an event. 51.  SALVAGE :  for one muse to retrieve the other’s belongings from a thief. 52.  MEAL :  for both muses to prepare and share a meal together. 53.  CEMETERY :  for one muse to find the other at a gravestone. 54.  REFUGE :  for one muse to shelter the other from enemies. 55.  ARRANGED :  for both muses to date or marry out of convenience. 56.  FAVOR :  for one muse to owe the other a favor. 57.  VACATION :  for both muses to book the same hotel on vacation. 58.  DEFEND :  for one muse to save the other from one or multiple assailants. 59.  CATCH :  for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. 60.  RESTRICTED :  for both muses to sneak into someplace they’re not supposed to be.

[8el1-slig-spy]

Munday Questions. Send in a number(s) to get to know the mun better! Disclaimer: the mun reserves the right not to answer a question for their own personal comfort.

What is your preferred name?

What are your pronouns?

How old are you?

What is your zodiac sign?

What time zone are you in?

What other fandoms are you in, apart from this one?

What drew you to writing your current character(s)?

Have you ever met anyone outside of RP?

How would you describe your aesthetic?

What is your favorite fictional character (in or out of the current fandom)?

What are your favorite hobbies besides roleplaying/writing?

What is your first language?

How many languages do you speak?

How long have you been roleplaying?

Have you ever caught feelings for a roleplay partner?

What is your favorite band/music genre?

What is your favorite food?

If you could visit anywhere in the world, where would you go?

If you could learn any language at the snap of your fingers, which would you learn, and why?

Who is your celebrity crush?

[8el1-slig-spy]

He followed Ivory to his destination, adjusting his suspenders to the new and cleaner pants. He was going to reply to him calling his normal pants "junk" with something snarky but he decided to bite his tongue since he wanted to give a good impression.

Well... You try to survive out there with whatever you have. It's a nasty world when you're on your own. As far as it is taken care of for now, I will be fine.

While he's ushered, he tried his best in taking in the decoration to feel a little more accustomed to not only the people, but also himself.

Once they arrived to the official entrance, he felt intimidated. Aslik's private quarters?? Now this was quite the terror he didn't want but here he was. He listened to Ivory's warning intently and gave him a nod followed by a "okay" before he looked in the direction of the sound of footsteps, standing up straight.

(I'm not gonna steal anything from here. I might have had some death wishes but this won't be one of those.)

He looked forward, waiting for his friend with a slight tint of enthusiasm.

@8el1-slig-spy

The first thing that happened that sunny morning at the station was the announcement of Belisario's arrival: Vice President Aslik, after enjoying his usual hearty breakfast, broadcast from loudspeakers throughout the building a warning of a visit from the Slig.

He described his appearance and some of his behavioral characteristics, and invited (ordered) the staff to be friendly as possible.

Security at the edge of FeeCo would remain unchanged, except that the sentries were required to recognize Belisario and, if one of them spotted him, were to escort him to Ivory and his closest subordinates.

«All right, you little wimps, get to work! Breakfast time's over. GET A MOVE ON!»

One of the boys shouted, and along with the other guards, he took up his patrol position.

A new, monotonous day of work had just begun...

[8el1-slig-spy]

He got startled by the sudden appearance of Ivory and turned around as fast as his whole body could, unsheathing his dagger, ready for battle. How was he able to sneak up on him so silently?

However, when the other slig explained he meant no harm, his body started relaxing slowly but his dagger was still out. Tina told them about him? Without saying it to her he could do so?? He was quite mad he revealed such information since he didn't want to be seen by any big company like FeeCo Depot or any cartel leadered by any glukkon. But of course... If they did wanted to lay a paw on him, they could have done it if they hadn't known about his visit. And so, he finally sheathed his dagger and started talking with his normal pitch.

So she told you about me? I guess I should introduce myself too as it's supposed to but you already know my name. It's a pleasure to meet ya, Ivory.

He looked at the pants with some detail. They were cleaner and quite shiny compared to his pants, quite worn down on the tips of the supporting points due to the usage, filled with a few scratches since the last time he changed for new ones. He unlatched his suspenders and changed his pants for the shiny ones as he cleaned some invisble dust to look more presentable. He was grabbing the suspenders with one hand while he left his dagger on his pants.

Can I at least have my suspenders on... please? I don't feel like... Me when I don't wear them. It might sound silly but it's kind of like that. Besides, it can be a nice way to show Tina it's me.

He looked at the silencers with pure curiosity. Were those... Newer than the ones he has? He guessed he could ask about it later.

@8el1-slig-spy

The first thing that happened that sunny morning at the station was the announcement of Belisario's arrival: Vice President Aslik, after enjoying his usual hearty breakfast, broadcast from loudspeakers throughout the building a warning of a visit from the Slig.

He described his appearance and some of his behavioral characteristics, and invited (ordered) the staff to be friendly as possible.

Security at the edge of FeeCo would remain unchanged, except that the sentries were required to recognize Belisario and, if one of them spotted him, were to escort him to Ivory and his closest subordinates.

«All right, you little wimps, get to work! Breakfast time's over. GET A MOVE ON!»

One of the boys shouted, and along with the other guards, he took up his patrol position.

A new, monotonous day of work had just begun...

[8el1-slig-spy]

He paid attention to the directions Harley was explaining to him, memorizing every turn and hallway so he wouldn't get lost. Once he did so, he went his own merry way waving goodbye.

Alrighty. See ya at break then!

He walked to Tina's quarter, still doubtful of his luck deep down. Since he was undercover, he tucked his suspenders in his pants as much as he could. He would put them on if anything happened.

(This was tooooooo easy... I shouldn't follow these directions but... If I don't, I won't see her either and I could blow my cover.)

In the meantime, he decided to look around, feeling mesmerised and out of place at the same time with the architecture and decoration made out of marble. He hardly ever felt comfortable in those surrounding not only because he was accostumed to nature (which is the main reason), but also because he saw it as type of social class he couldn't and won't belong.

By the time he looked up, he was right in front of the door. His eyes shone under his mask, filled with expectation as he finally arrived. He straightened up his back, looked sideways to make sure no one was coming before clearing his throat and knocking on the door.

Miss Tina? I've come ta share information about Belisario.

@8el1-slig-spy

The first thing that happened that sunny morning at the station was the announcement of Belisario's arrival: Vice President Aslik, after enjoying his usual hearty breakfast, broadcast from loudspeakers throughout the building a warning of a visit from the Slig.

He described his appearance and some of his behavioral characteristics, and invited (ordered) the staff to be friendly as possible.

Security at the edge of FeeCo would remain unchanged, except that the sentries were required to recognize Belisario and, if one of them spotted him, were to escort him to Ivory and his closest subordinates.

«All right, you little wimps, get to work! Breakfast time's over. GET A MOVE ON!»

One of the boys shouted, and along with the other guards, he took up his patrol position.

A new, monotonous day of work had just begun...

[8el1-slig-spy]

(Hhhhmmmmm... It's true. I should have taken care of the looks before coming to this place)

When Harley mentioned her friend's name, he scratched the back of his head while he stretched out, in hopes of not giving away his interest in the mention of the 'false alarm'.

Ya know, I've just remembered I had to notify one of the sentries started failing a little. The damm thing started making some weird noise for a solid three minutes until it stopped but... They should check it out. I can let Tina know about the false alarm while I'm at it.

He stated before adding something else to make it more convincing.

Ya can go get the slogs to the kennels with 'im. I'll do it next time and pay for drinks once we're at the break.

@8el1-slig-spy

The first thing that happened that sunny morning at the station was the announcement of Belisario's arrival: Vice President Aslik, after enjoying his usual hearty breakfast, broadcast from loudspeakers throughout the building a warning of a visit from the Slig.

He described his appearance and some of his behavioral characteristics, and invited (ordered) the staff to be friendly as possible.

Security at the edge of FeeCo would remain unchanged, except that the sentries were required to recognize Belisario and, if one of them spotted him, were to escort him to Ivory and his closest subordinates.

«All right, you little wimps, get to work! Breakfast time's over. GET A MOVE ON!»

One of the boys shouted, and along with the other guards, he took up his patrol position.

A new, monotonous day of work had just begun...

[8el1-slig-spy]

He heard the mechanical steps he could perfectly recognize as the same pants he was wearing: sligs. However, by the time he tried to run the other direction, he got caught by two sligs and a slog. Odddammit. That luck ran way too short.

By instinct, he put a hand on the dagger's handle to be ready for a fight, even if he had to die trying. But the moment he heard the slig with the stickers mentioning his name, he froze.

(What in Odd? How do they know my name?? The only one who knows it is- Wait...)

He changed his mind. He couldn't die like this. It wasn't a fair fight.

He cleared his throat before talking, trying to impersonate the way his kind usually speaks.

How are you sure I'm that guy? I could've been anyone else and get me mixed up with that geezer. I was just heading to the quarters to get a new shotgun. Mine kinda... Slipped while I was catching some z's.

@8el1-slig-spy

The first thing that happened that sunny morning at the station was the announcement of Belisario's arrival: Vice President Aslik, after enjoying his usual hearty breakfast, broadcast from loudspeakers throughout the building a warning of a visit from the Slig.

He described his appearance and some of his behavioral characteristics, and invited (ordered) the staff to be friendly as possible.

Security at the edge of FeeCo would remain unchanged, except that the sentries were required to recognize Belisario and, if one of them spotted him, were to escort him to Ivory and his closest subordinates.

«All right, you little wimps, get to work! Breakfast time's over. GET A MOVE ON!»

One of the boys shouted, and along with the other guards, he took up his patrol position.

A new, monotonous day of work had just begun...

[8el1-slig-spy]

The moment he heard the loudspeakers, he flew even lower until he saw in the corner of his eye a couple of sligs and the pack of slogs retreating. It was the perfect chance to get in.

Once the guards stepped inside, he carefully flew to a corner to hop off the helicopter, unlatch his pants and wear them with the suspenders in case he had to run from a chase (which he hoped he didn't go through).

(Those guards and slogs got out of the way just in time. That's... great even! I hope it's just sheer luck)

He reassured the dagger he always carried around before heading inside. He was always looking around, searching the cameras to avoid them at any cost.

(Now. Where are you Tina? It's been ages since I came here...)

He barely remembered which hallways went to Aslik's office, nor did he know if there were any directions to other private quarters to look for Tina. And so, he searched the closest map as fast as possible, sharpening his rejuvenated senses in case he bumped into unwanted attention.

@8el1-slig-spy

The first thing that happened that sunny morning at the station was the announcement of Belisario's arrival: Vice President Aslik, after enjoying his usual hearty breakfast, broadcast from loudspeakers throughout the building a warning of a visit from the Slig.

He described his appearance and some of his behavioral characteristics, and invited (ordered) the staff to be friendly as possible.

Security at the edge of FeeCo would remain unchanged, except that the sentries were required to recognize Belisario and, if one of them spotted him, were to escort him to Ivory and his closest subordinates.

«All right, you little wimps, get to work! Breakfast time's over. GET A MOVE ON!»

One of the boys shouted, and along with the other guards, he took up his patrol position.

A new, monotonous day of work had just begun...