OK SO I FOUND A PROMPT ABOUT AN ALIEN AND HUMAN DUO, AND THE ALIEN JUST DESPERATELY WANTS TO FIT IN AND THE HUMAN IS TOTALLY INTO IT AND SUPPORTIVE. I just want a really hilarious comedy pair (probably platonic?) that we can bounce off the walls with. Anyone interested?
(I would also like to be the alien if that is alrighty)
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HI!!
THAT SOUNDS RAD!!
(I’ll take that as a you’re interested??)
YES! YES YES YES!!
ALRIGHTY! Shall I get up some character sheets? And are you alright with me being the alien?
I'm a-okay with that!
Woot woot, thanks! :D If we’re ready, I can go grab the templates?
Heck yeah!
Full Name:
Nickname(s):
Gender:
Age:
Species: (alien/human)
Physical Appearance:
Usual Apparel/Clothing:
Other Features:
Personality:
Mannerisms:
Mental Age:
Hobbies:
Background:
Family:
Pets:
Rad! Quick query tho, would they be like roommates or smth?
Yeah, that was basically my plan. I was going to say have it more recent though, so my character is not yet used to human things lol
Full Name: Zygandex
Nickname(s): Ziggy / Zy
Gender: Male
Age: 12, on his planet (human equivalent of 23) (their planet rotates slower)
Species: Alien / Duegar
Quick Species Background: Plural: Daraguns / Singular: Duegar / Their racial insult/derogatory term: Dar/DaraPhysical Appearance: Interesting. He looks moderately like this, his face lizard-like and covered in scales. His eyes are a piercing yellow, and he houses few spikes off the sides of his head. He’s very lanky and thin, his bone structure much different than that of a human. While he holds himself a similar way, he has four arms, and inverted knees. His back is covered in large green scales, his chest and stomach a much lighter pale green and less scaley. A normal shirt and pants would fit him, if there were holes cut for his second pair of arms and his tail. He is roughly 6’0” and 120 lbs, his tail spanning about 4’ behind him.
Usual Apparel/Clothing: Shirt + shorts. Really anything that makes him look remotely human. He likes hoodies because the hood covers his head, and he can hide his other pair of arms in it. He also likes baggy sweatpants where he can hide his tail, and he wears face masks if he goes in public.
Other Features: Darker green scales mixed in with his lighter back scales show his age.Personality: Extremely bubbly and always happy to try new things. He’s absolutely fascinated by humans, but can’t seem to wrap his mind around all that they do. He can be kind of stupid and dull, but that’s only because his culture differs greatly. He loves humans very much, and just would like to fit in.
Mannerisms: Lashes his tail if he’s angered / Sways his tail if he’s confused or thinking / fiddles with all of his arms if he’s struggling to understand anything / makes exaggerated expressions to show his emotion
Mental Age: Like… 6. He’s very curious and is not the most mature person.
Hobbies: Learning about humans!! He also really enjoys going for walks and thinks that human music is amazing. He’s a massive fan of magic tricks, too, although he cannot perform them.Background: He was sent as an ambassador from his home planet to scope out Earth and how it was doing. Upon discovering humans lived there, his planet asked him to return, but he declined— seeing as he was just having too much fun. His species agreed to let him stay, as long as he did not start any interplanetary fights.
Family: A father named Yarrox and a mother named Islaen
Pets: None, but he just adores cats. For some reason, all cats seem to like him, too. He think there’re the best invention ever, even though everyone keeps telling him cats were not “invented.”
We should do like a forign exchange program!! My character would offer their apartment for the alien!
Hahaha, nvm, I just re-read your form and realized you had him as an ambassador
I like your idea too! Maybe we could combine them both? He was an ambassador and your character is the one who offered to let him stay?
Rad!! Let me type out my character, I'm just in the middle of a class
Alright, no rush!
Full Name: Aydin Martina
Nickname(s): Ayds, The Curator (it's their job), bastard
Gender: Gender queer!
Age: 28
Species: Human all the way babey
Physical Appearance: Aydin has sandy blond hair, often dyed random colors. One of their eyes are hazel and the other's green. Aydin's face is slightly chubby, not really able to see the cheek bones. They have a nerve/muscle disease and they go around in a wheelchair most of the time.
Usual Apparel/Clothing: Honestly, they wear polo shirts and jeans all the time, business casual 24/7.
Other Features: They have a mole right under their mouth, left corner.
Personality: Aydin talks a lot, like a lot. They used to host a radio show in college if that says anything about them. They have this thing against ducks, don't ask, they will rant.
Mannerisms: Flappy hands and other stuff! They stim when nervous, or bored, or any other time.
Mental Age: 16 or so, they're a bit… immature-
Hobbies: Research! They have a writer friend who always comes to them with questions.
Background: Aydin had an… okay childhood. They were raised by their uncle who wasn't really suited to be a parent. Their parents and their aunt died in a car crash when they were small. They used to be really quiet but soon outgrew that.
Family: Uncle Miles
Pets: A cat!! They've tried to smuggle him into the museum and it's actually works a few times. His name is Sir William and they absolutley would fight to the death for him.
(Omg I love them!! This is gonna be a great pair already)
Is Zyggy stronk?
Perhaps? I mean he’s got four of them arms, so I don’t doubt it! His bone structure is lighter than humans, so he’s relatively light himself, though.
Thinking about Aydin's wheelchair getting stuck somewhere and Z just picking them up
Dhiusdhaiha, I've spent too much time on tumblr
Honestly, all of that is literally where this rp is going. Anything, no matter how funny, stupid, random it is lol. Are we ready for a starter?
Absolutley!! I'm so pumped for this!!
(Me too! Alright, here we go :)
“AYDIN! HUMAN!” a voice called from the top of the stairs. There he was— Ziggy— standing at the top with three children’s books wrapped in his arms. One was flipped open to a page that just had ‘Birthdays!’ written on the top in elegant lettering.
As he walked down the stairs, tail swaying behind, Zig continued.
“What is this birthday these texts speak of?” he asked, voice genuinely confused. He hadn’t pried his eyes from the books, so it was surprising he hadn’t tripped when walking down the stairs.
“Is it the day of your hatching? Fletching day? It says here you all gather around and begin to chant,” he mumbled, skimming the book with a finger. “In my Humans 101 pamphlet, it said you usually light a sugary pastry on fire and make wishes. Do those actually come true? And what does the chanting do? Is this some kind of otherworldly ritual? I am confused.”
Aydin was nursing a cup of coffee at the counter, scrolling through their phone when Ziggy walked down the stairs. They looked up at him and took a quick slug of their coffee before setting it down. "Aight, come here and I'll explain birthdays to you." They patted the chair that was next to their wheelchair as they turned their phone off and prepared to explain birthdays at an alien. "Alright, so I suppose the first one is kinda like 'the day of our hatching'. We're born on that day, we kinda get squeezed out of our mum's belly. That only happens during the first birthday though. After that, every year on the same day we were born, we have a celebration. We make a cake and often put candles ontop, we then light the candles on fire. Then we sing a silly song, it's not a ritual don't worry."
Ziggy, the entire time they were explaining, kept his eyes at a confused squint and left their tail twitching behind them. After sitting down, he had rested his head atop two of his hands, using the others to gesture.
“So… you don’t hatch every year? Or be birthed?” he mumbled, the expression on his face nothing short of attempting to understand witchcraft. “Then why would you celebrate that? You are already here. It does not make sense.”
Zig tapped a few fingers on his leg, continuing.
“And it’s not a ritual.. got it,” he murmured. “So, does that mean I am allowed to take place in it? May I join your day of birth celebration?”
With that Ziggy looked up with a large smile, as if he had just made a giant scientific breakthrough.
Aydin hummed, they hadn't ever thought about why you celebrated birthdays. "I think we celebrate it to celebrate another year we're alive." They gave a soft smile. "Of course you can. I don't usually do a big celebration though, it's usually just me and some friends. We'll drink some wine or something and eat cake."
“Cake! Yes! That was the name of the pastry,” Ziggy said happily. “Thank you, Aydin! And yes, I will make sure to attend your ritua— birthday. Your birthday, the next time it comes.”
Zig took his tail into his two lower hands, beginning to fiddle with it slightly. He looked back up to Aydin timidly, cocking his head.
“But… what is wine?” he asked.
Ziggy had only recently figured out what alcohol was, and that experience wasn’t something he ever wanted to try again. If drinking alcohol meant waking up not knowing what year it was or where you were— or who you were— Ziggy opted to steer clear from it.