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[MEME] Best quality: HIS WIGGLES
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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'Quiet' wasn't exactly the normal. But pillows and something for pain? Definitely doable. Korra flagged down a crewman, not about to just leave her snakey guest alone. It was comfy in the lounge. She'd hang out there.
Just to be safe.
She flopped down into a plush chair and propped her feet up on a coffee table after someone had been dispatched for the pillows and medicine.
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He found himself jealous of how at ease Korra looked. So if he couldn't be at peace, neither could she.
"So you think the spirit world will really get this thing off my arm, huh?"
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Korra didn't mind talking as they were lazing around the lounge. And he probably wanted to know about the place she was taking him. Who wouldn't?
"Spirits gave bending to humans. They're immortal and really powerful and know things humans could never on their own. And I've got some friends over there."
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He wasn't sure if that made him feel better or worse about this world and the strange powers within it. And a small, selfish, stupid part of himself wondered if these spirits would give whatever bending was to him.
Probably not.
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"Yeah. Controlling the elements. Not everybody can do it, but lots of people are born with it. There's Earthbenders, Water, Fire, and Air." And then there was her.
"There's whole cultures built around different schools of bending. And some people are stronger than others. Like with anything else."
And again, then there was her.
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WHERE WAS NAGA HE FORGOT ABOUT HER FUCK. She could be anywhere.
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Korra opened her palm and called up a blossom of fire. Which she extinguished with a flick of airbending.
"I can bend all of them. And my polar bear dog is probably in our room napping." A gleam came into her eyes as she glanced over at him. "I mean, I could go get her, I bet she misses you...."
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And then JW learned what that word meant. When the flame bloomed into existance, his periscope turned into a paranoid arch as his upper body wrapped around the back of the chair so that he could glare at her from over the top of it.
"You could WARN A GUY!"
The end of his tail started thumping the floor again, trying very hard to sound like a rattle.
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"I can breathe fire, too. And you should see what I can do with lightning."
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"I can't wait."
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Though she was beginning to question why she'd agreed to in the first place. This guy really got on her nerves. He was just...well...a snake. There was something slippery and slithery about him, and she didn't mean his cursed body. She didn't trust him.
The sooner she was rid of him, the better.
"I could have so easily fed you to my bear dog. I still can."
The last was muttered under her breath.
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"I never said I wasn't." For all he knew, she was taking him back to some government lab to have him dissected on live television. He had to watch his back. Her threat did not go unheard and JW's mouth became a grim wobbly line. "Jeez, kid."
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And then she paused, eyeing him curiously.
"What is your name, anyway? You never said it. I don't even know what to call you." 'That Snake Jerk' wouldn't really do.
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"That depends. James to some, Jim to friends. Mr. Walter to you."
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All she had were questions. But only one actually made it from her brain to her mouth.
"What kind of name is that?"
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"A damn good name! An American name!"
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She couldn't help but smile a little that it was all authentic Southern Water Tribe dishes. Trust Asami to make sure the Avatar's airship had a chef from her home. There were green seaweed noodles in ink sauce, stewed sea plums, fried yak liver, octopus tentacles, kombu soup.... Korra licked her lips and moved from her chair to a low couch in front of the table. She gestured for Weird American Named Snake to join her.
"Help yourself."
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Oh, hey, food.
JW's attitude flip-turns once more when things suddenly seem to be going his way again. Somehow it hadn't even occurred to him that he'd be receiving an in-flight meal that wasn't peanuts. His tongue darted in and out. Everything smelled amazing.
He mentally called a temporary truce with both Korra and his own strict set of mental rules. He wasn't home, self-punishment could wait. JW unwound himself to settle on the opposite end of the table. He was starving, he had been surviving off what few granola bars he'd had in his pack when he first got stranded and whatever berries that didn't make him lick trees.
"Don't mind if I do." He didn't bother stopping to wonder if there were any special table manners. He just grabbed a plate and invited himself to dig in. It tasted amazing.
Those may or may not have been tears welling up in his eyes.
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"I take it it's been a while since you had a real meal..." She munched on noodles as she thought about the whole situation. This wasn't the kind of thing she'd ever had to deal with before. But that was pretty normal, she figured, for Avatar Korra. Her life was a whole series of things that had never happened before.
"How long were you in the woods?"
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Or that's what he would have said if his mouth wasn't full. Whatever Korra didn't manage take for herself, the snakeman utterly decimated. When he was done he flopped back against his coils in a considerably better mood.
"Hard to say," he finally rejoined the conversation. "I got swept downstream the night I showed up. Found a cave, was in there for a long time. That's where I found this."
He held up his shackle again before letting his arm drape off the back of his tail.
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She still can't believe he'd just put on some random possibly mystical artifact he'd found in a cave. But that was just what some people did.
"Well, we'll get everything figured out. You're lucky you didn't drown."
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"If I can find my way back here once everything's said and done, I'll bring you back somethin' nice to make up for it."
He seriously doubted Korra knew what a Little Debbie snack cake was.