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Few steps she walked behind, the distance growing over time as they proceeded - while her company might have walked those streets many times without much a thought - to Queen the streets were something wondrous - new world to discover. So many noises. So many lights and smells. Like a child her brain was progressing it all, picking clues everywhere - how people walked, talked, how they interacted with their surroundings. Store windows full of pictures, models and texts - yet, she stops in front of one. Screens of variety of sizes, moving pictures of different kind - of different worlds. As she leans forward she seems captivated by it. Moving her hands towards the glass that separated her from these glowing windows. People, animals, places. For a while, she seems to completely ignore her surroundings and original plans. Merely watching, how the view changed.
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Things I need: Humans who love this quiet tall woman and just want to involve her in their friend group to keep her company at night, drag her around to see places and get clothes etc because they fear people treat her differently for what she is. And because she appears so silent they think she’s confused and needs to be protected. Some assholes throw comments and while she stares ahead planning how to kill them quickly, people stand up for her. But in truth she is just progressing so much around her she’s totally in her thoughts, learning how people drive cars, use coins to get drinks etc.
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She probably hears disgusting comments yet has an ability to silence them by a stare.
#.ooc#|| she is like statue come alive... while she hibernated she was treated like an object#|| humans are disgusting...#|| they can't even stand a fight!
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- learnt language by studying humans talking near by her - has barely any knowledge of modern world but occasionally lingers close the humans - sleeps days in secured hiding places, away from sunlight - wakes up early to prepare for hunt - the first thing to do as soon as the Sun sets is to feed. - salvages everything she can from the animal - drinks the blood, prepares the meat for additional nutrition, bones for different trinkets and carvings, prepares her weapons, cleans skins for future use - kills time since she is quite lonely obviously - takes care of her hair and ties it hair in variety of ways since... genes.
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Strength and combat abilities are very attractive to her.
#tbt#|| she can fight - she expects others too#|| before anything#|| she would ofc test anyone if they can beat her to see if they're strong 8)
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The outfit with jewellery she is most seen is like her ‘best wear’ she was wearing when getting trapped in the cave - it might have been because of her outfit she wasn’t capable to free herself. In old times she wore more practical clothing during hunt, her outfits also consist of pelts and leather guards.
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CLOSED STARTER || @bloodydevoir
Each time she approached the human inhabited areas, what she called ‘this new World’ occupied her senses - almost overwhelmingly so. It was all the colors and pictures around the buildings and ground, artificial lights flashing and changing, noises of vehicles and masses of humans and smells - mix of pleasant, sometimes unpleasant. It seemed like a World inside the World she used to know. Something she found impossible and frightening. Isolation, she felt she was torn from her roots, like a driftwood without destination or anything to grasp on. Only her instincts to live. Still, she found herself nearby over and over again to learn - craving to find intelligence among life, before withdrawing in the cover of the little nature that was left by humans. As she looked up, only the sky seemed untouched by a man. But in fact, was it? Pinching the bridge of her nose she walked deeper into quietness. Distractions behind her, she realized a presence somewhere around her, moving quicker than an animal or human she recently grew used to - a sensation which struck her with a slight sense of threat but also nostalgia.
Humans barely posed a threat, as she chose to avoid interactions. Insecurity towards the new surroundings taught her to stay on her toes - see everything as a potential threat. She had dealt with overly invasive guests before, consuming their remains. Grasping her bow, the blue eyes observed the surroundings. She would move on her spot, turning - trying to find a sign of movement. Irritated, she growled, her fangs bared. Yet with a firm and deep voice, she muttered.
❝ — Show yourself, or you will face a certain death. ❞
#bloodydevoir#tbt#|| we haven't had much with Esidisi even on Kars blog so if ya want bring him in#|| she must have some inner feeling they're different to original kin - like posing more threat#|| so she is like >:(
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CLOSED STARTER || @yukikorogashi As soon as the Sun set, the nocturnal predators left their nests in search of prey. Hay bathing in early moonlight, a lonely doe wandered down the grassy path. Bowing down for anything suitable for food on its way. Oblivious of the danger that lurked beyond its sight. In the darkness, far at the edge awaited a huntress, slowly taking an aim at the moving creature. For hours she had been waiting, and just as patiently she waited her to move in the range of her arrow.
Yet, whatever startled the doe - surely startled Queen as well. Ears perked, the large head quickly moved up. - Already late to shoot she released her grip, hearing the arrow hitting hay as the animal dashed through the field towards the thick grown forest. Unfortunate. Whatever it was that scared her prey, surely wasn’t her. As the huntress walked towards the spot to pick up her arrow - large pupils directed at the side of the field. Even a bear or a wolf would do.
#yukikorogashi#tbt#|| suddenly woman walks on the field#|| Queen vc: :( I'm hungri#|| tho she is more sad face - deer can be afraid of any noise so she doesn't expect much#|| hope this works
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Testing Clip Paint more - still need to learn to master it ;v; recording got spoiled on this one
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For the start of vacation - have some random doodle I produced.
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CREATURE SENTENCES || accepting! @culthcnt said: “What the –? Are those fangs?” // kassandra exe has stopped working
Before waking up to this World, interactions outside her tribe were little, the ancient people resembled more animal than their little cousins. Closing her mouth after yawn there was a slight frown she found the question a strange one. FANGS. Of course, she had fangs. To tear the meat from bone - to pierce the veins for blood. Fingers traced over her own lips, the longer pairs of teeth hidden behind the soft red - a feature that was far from human. Vampiric. Ah, that it must have been.
❝ — Hm. Do you find them scary? ❞
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For motherly instincts she in general is quite gentle soul while she prefers to observe from distance before slowly crawling closer to have a better look. Once a child kicked a ball near her hide, only to receive the ball back without a sign of her. Sometimes sees cute couples, pondering why the men don't show off their strength and decorate themselves more - or do humans prefer more plain looks? She is like wild bear, curious, staying in hidden, stalking - not necessarily for harming intentions. Most of the time she sees modern humans doing their late evening business, waiting for train, bus, walking through park. She is eager to learn.
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During years she was moved around from place to place during her hibernation she barely has an idea where she has been to. Saddest thing is, she believes all she needs to do is to find a way home. Surely, someone must still be there. Right?
#tbt#|| it just makes me really sad#|| she could be fed any lie why the people have been gone#|| but she would believe it to be because of the mask#|| as soon as she discovers humans know about masks she is like that's it-#|| the cunning exile
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a very descriptive & detailed profile of your muse. repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own ! when you’re done, tag other people to do the same !
NAME: Queen AGE: 30 + (human maturity) SPECIES: ancient / “pillar” GENDER: female RELIGION: Animistic religion ORIENTATION: biromantic / -sexual PROFESSION: Hunter, skinner BODY TYPE: mesomorph, tall, some muscles visible, curvy EYES: blue HAIR: dark / blue SKIN: tan HEIGHT: 5′9″ WEIGHT: N/A SIBLINGS: Only daughter to the couple PARENTS: Father respected hunter, mother an artisan and artist
ANY PETS?: none currently
COLOURS: pink, blue, purple, teal SMELLS: herbs, floral oils, blood, iron, musk FOOD: blood + mainly carnivorous (caveman diet) but capable to consume human diet and plantlife FRUITS: anything works for sugary treat DRINKS: blood, herbal drinks ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES?: red wine, wines and alcoholic drinks in general FAVORITES: decorating clothes, perfumeswalking in the night forest, listening someone play, dancing SMOKES?: yes [ ] / no [ x ] / occasionally [ ] DRINKS?: yes [ ] / no [ ] / occasionally [ x ] DRUGS?: yes [ ] / no [ x ] / occasionally [ ] DRIVER LICENSE?: yes [ ] / no [ x ] (the fu is that)
TAGGED BY: no one TAGGING: anyone!
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