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[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

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PICK A JW BELOW AND GO TO TOWN!

Comments

[goldeneyeball]

The naga sucked in an overhuge gasp once Ginko lifted off of him and planted his scaly hands against his chest.

"Off! Get! Off!"

Somebody could deal it but couldn't take it.

[onegreeneye]

"If you insist."

And with that he rolled over again, in the same direction, letting go of JW and swinging his legs off the side of the bed to stand up.

[goldeneyeball]

One he was free of the furry menace, JW leaned up as well. He swatted at Ginko's tail for good measure before resigning himself to finally slithering onto the floor and straightening up, his arms stretching high above his head.

"What are you doing today that's so diddly dang important anyway?"

[onegreeneye]

Ginko gave a snort, his tail giving a flick in JW's general direction before he set about getting dressed.

"Work. Clinic's running low on painkillers again; have to take some by today."

[goldeneyeball]

He let his arms drop and he finally sagged into his usual lazy S posture.

"Oh. Well. I guess that's important." JW rubbed his right arm which, luckily, hadn't been nearly as painful since he arrived. He still wasn't sure if cannibalism was a fair trade out for the whole mental illness thing. "Will you be gone long?"

[onegreeneye]

"Probably all day," he replied apologetically. "It's about half a day's walk each way."

He hesitated in the middle of tugging on a white button-up - backwards, of course, to account for the rocks on his back. Most of his torso was covered in thick white fur this time of year, but the extra layer did help.

"...You could come with me, if you want to. I doubt Dr. Kimishima would mind."

[goldeneyeball]

JW made a small disappointed noise that was cut off by Ginko's suggestion. He thought about it. In the warmer months, he generally liked exploring and learning the lay of the land. But it was cold now.

But boyfriend.

He scratched at his neck and had himself a good think about it. "Let me find my sweaters."

He slithered over to his set of drawers and started digging. JW put two sweaters on his human half and then began worming his way through a multitude of thick, colorful, knitted tubes until the majority of his body was covered up.

"Okay, let's go."

[onegreeneye]

Ginko gave a small smile when JW decided on his answer, and finished getting dressed and pulling his coat on while the naga covered himself in sweaters.

"Come on, then." He slung his bag over his shoulder and grabbed his umbrella on the way out, propping the door open for JW with one foot while he opened it and made sure it was solidly between him and the weak winter sun.

[goldeneyeball]

Then came the long process of waiting for all twenty feet of James Walter to go through a door. His breath fogged and not ten minutes of slithering later he was already feeling drowsy. At least when he was drowsy he couldn't be a jerk to strangers in public and embarrass Ginko.

"What are we doing for dinner tonight?"

[onegreeneye]

As they walked, Ginko stayed close by the naga; he doubted that what little body heat actually escaped his fur and coat would help much, but it seemed best that he keep close in case it started looking like JW really needed help. He hoped it wouldn't be necessary, but it was important to keep the possibility in mind.

"Hm. Think we've got some leftovers in the fridge, still... could try and do something with that."

[goldeneyeball]

"We could. If we stop by the store on the way back, I need to grab some spices." JW tilted his head all the way back with a groan. "Ginko, it's been too long since I've had a real burrito. Nobody on this accursed peninsula even knows what one is."

[onegreeneye]

Ginko snorted, one ear twitching slightly. "I wish I could reassure you about that, but I only know what that is because you've talked about it. Maybe you could make one?"

[goldeneyeball]

"I keep trying but the spices just aren't good enough!" He clenched and unclenched his clawed hands before leaning against Ginko as they walked/slithered. "They aren't hot! These people wouldn't know hot if it bit them on the ass! I mean--why ELSE would I not be famous by now?"

[onegreeneye]

Ginko gave a soft huff, wrapping an arm around JW. "I don't know whether you're talking about your cooking or implying that you've been doing a lot of ass-biting lately. Though if it's the latter I appreciate your honesty."

[goldeneyeball]

JW sluggishly raised a brow. What was--what-oh. He snorted and looped a bony arm around GInko's shoulders as well and hung more heavily off of him. The naga was very good at becoming dead weight at a moment's notice.

"Well if you were feelin' left out, you oughtta told me. I won't even charge you."

[onegreeneye]

He adjusted his grip a little to better support JW; at least it wasn't too difficult for him to account for the additional weight.

"That's very kind of you. Is this your new business plan, then? I'd hope you're being careful not to poison your customers."

[goldeneyeball]

"Careful, careful as if those asses were made of fine china!" He flashed a grin and his fangs popped into view from where they'd been safely tucked away. "How could they pay me if their internal organs all liquefied in the middle of an--"

He couldn't even say it. He started laughing--that wheezy delirious laughter you got when you were overtired. Winter, man.

[onegreeneye]

Ginko gave a quiet snort, still supporting JW, but leaned over a little to see how he was holding up. "You doing alright? If you want we could stop somewhere for a few minutes. Might be some stores around here with heating."

[goldeneyeball]

"I wouldn't mind a pit stop." As proud as he liked to act, the cold was absolutely kicking his ass and if he wanted to make it to Ginko's place of work, he was going to have to find somewhere warm. "Being cold-blooded, man, would not recommend."

[onegreeneye]

"Yeah, can't say I'm too jealous of that."

He looked around for just a moment before pointing out a nearby, mostly randomly-selected, storefront and tugging JW gently toward it. "Want to try there?"

[goldeneyeball]

"Can't blame you."

JW followed and once they were in out of the wind and chill, the naga started to thaw out. He rubbed his shoulders and shivvered out one last hiss before seeing what kind of store they were in.

"Antiques...I don't believe it. Even worlds away, I can't escape them."

To keep his blood flowing, JW slithered his way down one of the aisles piled high with elaborate furniture, statues of brass and marble and wood, candelabras which belonged to somebody's great great great something or other and--

CRACK!

"Aah! Shit shit shit!" JW started backpedalling down the narrow aisle as the shards of what was once a mirror spun on the floor. "I didn't touch it!"

[onegreeneye]

"Guess this is just your fate." He was only half-joking.

Ginko followed JW through the aisles, idly glancing over the objects with more faint curiosity than real interest. The sound of the mirror shattering made him jump slightly, giving a startled cracking sound of his own, and he looked between JW and the broken glass on the floor, blinking in surprise.

"--Damn, are you okay?"

[goldeneyeball]

He held his arms up and out of the way as he rose higher and higher on his coils s that he could see over the aisles.

"Yeah! It didn't get me. Geez." Now that the sudden noise was over, JW settled back into being his usual crabby self. "You know I could tolerate this snake business if this world didn't go out of its way to remind me how ugly I am. I get it!"

A thought.

"The clerk isn't anywhere nearby are they? Did anyone see us?"

[onegreeneye]

"Well, I think we've established that this place has bad taste in general."

He glanced around thoughtfully, one ear flicking. "...I don't think so, actually."

[goldeneyeball]

"Okay, good, that means wedon'thavetopayforit."

He shoved past Ginko and down another aisle that held mostly clothes. This side of the store had another window that looked out onto the street where people and monsters alike walked, all bundled up. Here, he made a neat coil to rest back on so that he could look out and continue thawing out.

"I wish this place had Christmas. Then we'd have carolers. Then we'd have free food show up right at our door."

He's still pouting over that mirror, just give him a minute.