[MEME] Best quality: HIS WIGGLES

[goldeneyeball]

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IT'S BULLSHIT SNAKE AU TIME!
I WANT TO PLAY THIS DUMB NAGA VERSION OF MY OC AND THAT IS WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN

SOME INFO:
He looks like this: X | X | X | X
Super cute gift art: By Luc | By Stabby

DESCRIPTION
JW is about twenty feet long from the top of his head to the tip of his tail. His skin is purple with green accent patterns. He's got a light tan underbelly. Sometimes I color his hair green and sometimes I color it blonde. I always forget which one I decided on, but it doesn't really matter. He's got yellow eyes and little lines of heat pits under them.

SETTINGS

GAME EVENT AU - Some games don't need much of a reason for shapeshifting events to occur. I've been in a few! Want to work off of established CR? Just assume some temporary bullshit is happening in a game we're already both in! JW is a snek now. Maybe your character is un-changed or maybe they're something else entirely! Up to you.

CANON AU - In his canon, JW has learned to move between worlds. What does he do with this knowledge? He steals shit and then sells it back on earth to antique dealers. Well this time he's gotten ahold of a cursed bangle in the shape of The Ouroboros. It constricted to his wrist and changed his body. Now he's freaked out and acting carelessly and somehow wound up dumping his ass into YOUR character's world.

-Will add more in the future!-

PROMPT IDEAS

tba

PICK A JW BELOW AND GO TO TOWN!

Comments

RYSLIG AU

[goldeneyeball]

[onegreeneye]

"JW."

The naga's name is initially more mumbled then spoken. Then a hand shoves lightly at his side, Ginko still making sure to be careful of his claws as he starts to wake up more. "You're kinda trapping me."

He's always been kind of clingy, and frankly Ginko doesn't generally mind, but waking up this thoroughly tangled in snake is not really something he's prepared to deal with.

[goldeneyeball]

"Nnnnnnm...'s early." The striped tail that had managed to wriggle under Ginko doubled itself around the troll's face. JW's coils shifted before scrunching in on themselves and going still again.

The naga tended to be a light sleeper, but it was winter now and he didn't face the light of day unless it was to lay in a useless heap in the ONE SUNNY SPOT LEFT IN THE ENTIRE WORLD or to hunt. And then it was right back to dreamland.

[onegreeneye]

Ginko sighed, letting out a warm puff of breath against the tail draped over his face. Well, so much for ever moving again, apparently.

He did manage to free one arm enough to wrap it around JW's shoulders, though. If he was going to be stuck here, might as well be comfortable.

Sounds good to me! I hope this is ok.

[anxiousgrace]

Cayla's not normally out and about much, but today's a bit different. Today she's got errands to run, and she's all bundled up doing so. Moreso than usual, really. Maybe because she's got something to hide, or maybe because IT'S FRIGGING COLD. Either way, she's new enough to the peninsula to be unnerved by most monsters, and to not expect a naga's tail to be in her way until she trips over JW's length, knocking her hat astray.

"Ow... I'm s-" Her voice cuts off with a little squeak as her eyes follow what she tripped on up to JW's head and torso. Oops.

[goldeneyeball]

It was cold!

So cold that JW had to buy a specially made twenty-something foot long sock just to fit his dumb body into and then discover that the bottom of it would always get horribly wet and dirty from slithering through slush left on the sidewalk. So he was especially pissed when some newly washed-up two-legger couldn't watch where they were going.

Though, it was JW's fault for not coiling himself up neatly as he waited outside the paper kiosk. His whole body bunched up and he whipped around with a hiss.

Then he saw her face and got quite a bit of satisfaction out of it. Poor Cayla's reward? Stony silence.

time for snek and woof cuddles

[onegreeneye]

Ginko wasn't totally sure of how long it had been snowing now, having been distracted with taking inventory. For that matter, he wasn't sure the exact measurement of time particularly mattered, nor did the fact that it was only fall and there wasn't supposed to be snow just yet. What did matter was that it was becoming rapidly clearer that neither he nor JW was going anywhere any time soon.

There was also the fact that JW was probably miserable.

Speaking of which. Ginko stepped back from the door, shivering slightly as he closed it and glancing over his shoulder. "...So. How're you holding up over there?"

[goldeneyeball]

The miserable purple heap spilling over one side of the sofa and huddling near the upright radio for warmth only let out a blustery sigh in reply. He had slithered home from work like greased lightning at the sight of the first flakes. He could feel it in his bones and under his scales and even his EYELIDS he hated the cold more than he hated teenagers and that really said something.

"I see a long tunnel with a bright light at the end..."

snake x dogman

[goldeneyeball]

JW had never wished for his legs back harder than he did that evening when he got home. He wanted to kick the door open so bad that he could feel his stupid twenty-something foot spite cramping up from sheer want. He settled for swinging it open so that it could hit the wall and leaving it open as he inch-wormed his way through the livingroom.

"HUMANS DON'T KNOW HOW FUCKING LUCKY THEY ARE THAT I CAN'T EAT PEOPLE WITHOUT IT BEING FOGGY OUT."

[dontpokethat]

...Well. THAT didn't sound good.

Ginko sat up on the couch, ears flicking for a moment as he looked JW over. There was always that momentary paranoia that he might be hurt, but it looked like that wasn't the case this time. "What happened?"

GAME EVENT AU

[goldeneyeball]

/throws handwavium all over the place for an rc event au

[desertedchateau]

[It ws some kind of event. Change your perspective or something, Morrigan had stopped paying attention to whatever cute names the overseers gave things.

She'd woken up feeling normal. A little heavier than usual, but she'd chalked it up to the heavy meal she'd had the night before.

...And then she'd seen herself in the mirror and quickly rolled-- rolled?!-- away with a high pitched] Nope!

[She was now a box. Well, a box with arms and she still felt like herself, but. Wheeling into the living room, she spun around comically as her front panel lit up with various colored blocks.] What the hell?!

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW has taken up the habit of snoozing on the sofa (occasionally uninvited) but he's still disoriented when Morrigan's tinny yelling wakes him up. Today, the baker has been replaced by twenty some odd feet of purple and green coils and what human part of him is left is draped gracelessly on the floor when the shouting starts.]}

Huh--wha--it wasn't me!

_{[And then he sees. THAT THING. OH HOLY GOD NO NOT A ROBOT NOT IN HIS MORRIGAN'S OWN HOME! He tries to escape but his attempt at movement just ends up dumping him onto the floor. However instead of yelling, he just stares at himself before slowly lowing his shoulders to the floor.]}

Aw hell, it's one of those things isn't it?

8) RC AU of course.

[flyfishing]

Sooo this couldn't have happened at a more convenient time, huh? Great.

Lying in the middle of the plaza was what appeared to be a young boy. Though it was rather apparent that this was no normal kid. He had the tail of a fish for legs! A sea-faring merkid was stranded on the hard pavement! Turns out this strange phenomenon happened to catch him overnight while he was asleep. He was ecstatic about it at first. I mean, it's a regular dream come true! But... He couldn't be any further from the water than he was right now. What someone might be witnessing right now was his attempts to drag himself to the river, to the ocean, to anywhere he could get a swim in before he turned into a crispy fish stick.

Annoyed and sort of embarrassed, Fly reclined against the stone, frowning at the sky as he tried to think of a plan. There's got to be a better way to get some water without having to haul himself all the way to a body of water... If he had a friend around maybe they could help but there was no-one around. He can't imagine he was the only one effected by this. It was kind of par for the course for everyone to experience big changes. Did everyone else transform too and get somewhere before he did? He did wake up a bit late today...

"Hmph," he huffed, impatiently tapping his fin. He could feel the scales along his new-found tail getting dried out and scratchy. One may notice he left a small, shiny trail of them after crawling around for awhile. He was half way there, it only made sense that he go the distance. Why stop here? He wasn't going to get anything done this way.

Sighing and rolling back onto his gut, he made sure no-one was nearby before heaving himself in the river's direction again. The ground was hot and more of his scales were scraping off but what else could he do? I guess be happy he wasn't completely a fish or else he'd be in a lot more trouble.

[goldeneyeball]

OH BOY SHINY SHIT.

JW was more or less used to the city's random bullshit at this point. He'd been here a long, long time and adapting to new shapes is just what one did. His method of locomotion wasn't perfect though. He didn't so much slither as scoot as he was using his time as a colossal noodle dragon as reference. He'd only been awake a few hours and thought that if he pretended nothing was wrong, maybe nothing would BE wrong.

So when he spotted the glittery scales littering the street, his first instinct was to start picking them up because maybe he could sell them when this was all over. Or maybe it was part of some stupid quest. He didn't know.

So the purple and green abomination slunk through the city streets until he came upon the struggling form of the fish boy. He picked up the pace, grinning to himself. Oh boy, the end of the trail! Maybe he'd get a reward! Or a quest which he'd be rewarded for.

But then he saw the hat.

A long shadow fell over Fly as JW rose up to an impressive height and arched his upper body over him. "Oh, it's just you.." His long black tongue flicked in and out as he spoke.

CANON AU

[goldeneyeball]

[renegadehero]

[She cannot laugh.

She really cannot laugh.

This is a very serious matter. She cannot laugh-

She laughs. Not only does she laugh she ends up doubling over. Sorry, JW, when she'd first approached Sojourner had intended to be very serious but for some reason the sight of him flailing about trying to figure out how to snake is just too funny.]

Oh my gods, holy... [She tries to collect herself, but ends up laughing the moment she looks at him again.] If this ain't karma I donno what is!

[You can't go stealing from other worlds and not expect some sort of retribution.

Sojourner tugs her goggles down around her neck, wiping her eyes as she finally gets over her guffawing. The wide grin remains in place as she plants a hand on her hip, dressed in a a black skull hoodie, leggings and combat boots. Honestly she looks like an average teenager, minus the goggles at least, and there's the chance JW might have seen her before now, in another world.

She's been trying to catch him for a while now, after all, though he's always managed to stay one step ahead of her.]

Man, chill dude, you might end up hoppin' into the middle of a lava world or somethin'.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW stops wrestling with...himself...long enough to peer over...himself...GOD HE'S EVERYWHERE WHAT FRESH HELL IS THIS. He pushes himself up on his scaly hands and glowers over at the girl. Can't she see he's BUSY here trying to find the right two tree gates that go home?]}

I have no idea what you're talking about.

_{[The gold bangle shines brightly on his arm, far too small to have gotten over even a bony hand as his. He'd been flailing around in the underbrush outside the old, abandoned building for a good twenty minutes and in all his struggling, hadn't heard her approach.]}

[mageyoulook]

In the Ferelden wilds, there were trees, there were corpses, and there were caves. If you could find a cave that didn't have spiders or bears, it was a blessing, even if keeping it that way was sometimes more trouble than it was worth. But if you could, and you needed somewhere to hide where it was very hard to find you, that not many would attempt aside from the most devout and stupid templar, it was heaven for an apostate like Anders.

And, set up in one such cave, his very few belongings in his sack and a fire burning to keep him warm and aware, he had just settled down on an uncomfortable, wet rock, ready to cook the fish he had caught earlier, when he felt the veil shift, eyes turning to the edge of the cave, and swallowing.

He didn't sense demons, nor the taint of the darkspawn, and yet...there was something off about the shift, something that he hadn't felt before. Sir Pounce, who had some fish of his own, glanced up with his big kitty eyes and meowed at him curiously, Anders groaning. "Andraste's tits, you've got to look at me like that do you? Well, you're already sat down for dinner, I guess it would be rude to ask you go to check it out."

He heaves a sigh and pushes himself up, setting his fish to start cooking over the fire and grabs his staff, shaking his feathery pauldrons and robes in place before he makes his way out to the mouth of the cave to investigate.

[goldeneyeball]

There had most certainly been a disturbance in the wood. The birds were upset. Should the brave Anders explore a few yards from the mouth of the cave he would find a single white sneaker all on its lonesome. It was long, muddy, the laces weren't tied.

Not too far away was its mate.

A broken branch.

And then a straight drop into a little gully full of bushes and the woody bushes were alive with SWEARING.

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE FUCKING FUCK FUCK!"

[bent_the_world]

There are all kinds of reports of 'strange energy' near the Kolau Moutains. The kind of strange that local authorities weren't quite eager to go looking into. That was just the kind of thing that Korra wanted to hear.

Not that weird energy was good, but it was a welcome distraction from the politics of Republic City. That was all part of Avatar duties, and Korra wouldn't shirk them, but heading off to investigate something interesting was a lot more to her liking. Especially where nothing sounded like it was dangerous, just that a few airbenders had noticed some sudden unfamiliar and unidentifiable activity. Sure, Tenzin or Jinora probably could have looked into it just as easily, but....

The Earth Kingdom's reformation was going pretty well, nothing that needed her presence at any upcoming Council sessions. And it had been week after week of sitting around listening to a lot of trade and border marking talk. Which was extremely important, but extremely boring and needed nothing from her. The borders had been marked, now it was all discussion on how to mark them and who should and what sort of border crossings ought be put in place...

So she'd hopped an airship, Naga in tow, and now she was on the polar bear dog's back, headed for the Weird Thing.

It didn't take her long to pinpoint it, thanks to the abundance of greenery and vines in the woods around the mountains. Not that her use of them gave her much clue as to what she was in for. All she saw was a tangle of brush and leaves, and a sense of...something almost familiar. Could there be another portal somehow? It kind of felt like that...

[goldeneyeball]

The veritable rat's nest of strangen energy was odd enough, but a keen ear would be able to pick up some distinctly non-wilderness sounds among the trees.

The first was a rhythmic, metallic ringing. A banging. As if someone were smithing out in the mountains.

The other sound was the word, "FUCK" being chanted in time with the banging.

If the duo followed the sound, they'd eventually find most of a man hard at work. His human half was covered in a flowing, long-sleeved shirt that looked like it was made from the ugliest sofa imaginable. The hands that were hard at work hammering away at something were purple--but not from frost bite or bruises or any terrible disease. Scales covered them and matched the twenty foot tail that wound itself around the base of the large rock that he was using as an anvil.

JW had his arm laying across the stone and various tools, all broken, were strewn around the little clearing. Hammers, chizzles, several rocks (some with pretty colors inside) were all broken. The stranger's breathing had become ragged and the swears he was hissing out barely sounded like words.

CLANG!

Another big rock he'd been using to try and make a dent in the ornate hoop around his wrist fell into two pieces. He let out a hoarse roar of defeat and threw himself across the stone, arms atop his head.

This was his life now.

CANON AU - Welcome to Age Island (Monster Rancher Advance 2)

[directstrike]

[One of Maverick's duties is to check up on the ruins whenever he's not too busy. They're known for the wild monsters that live there and it's part of his job to make sure that they don't get too vicious. It's also a good idea to make sure that the groups exploring there haven't gotten into too much trouble.

Today's patrol has gone smoothly, until he spots a lone, odd-looking Naga on the path. His upper half is far too human-like than the norm, and his lower half is longer and thinner than the average Naga.

Curious, he approaches JW, looking up at him. It's a little difficult for him to get a good look, since he's got an eye patch over his right eye.]

Do you live in the ruins?

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[JW, meanwhile, has been minding his own business frantically trying to pry the golden bangle off his wrist. He's been here only long enough to get some control over his coils so that he's stopped flopping around in the wilds like a Magikarp.]

[When a voice breaks his concentration, his back straightens up like a rod and he stares down at the blue...dog...lion...cow? It was a monster. But it could talk and that removed about 60% of his worries.]

[He quickly puts his hands behind his back.]</sub>

Oh, yeah, lived here m'whole life!

[directstrike]

[Maverick's dealt with all sorts of humans and monsters over the years. While he may not be old by human standards, he's on up there for a monster.

Something's still off about the situation, especially this new Naga's scent. He doesn't smell like the ruins, like a monster who had lived there for quite some time.]

I've been checking these ruins for years, and I've never seen you before. I guess you keep to yourself?