[Nadir was taking the whole waking up in a new world as a squid then turning back into a kitsune while gasping on the shore for air like an idiot who forgot how to breathe with a pretty good stride. He was pretty unnerved he had been in the middle of something and then suddenly found himself in the briny deep with tentacles and what he'd call a butt beak, even though that would be wrong and a pretty rude thing to say to an actual mollusc, but in the grand scheme of things he has done in his life, it was maybe a 6 out of 10 on the scale of Things To Be Unnerved About so far.
He was honestly more offended by the food they had given him, his natural ability to speak before he thought making him say out loud how lacking it was in appeal, even as he had tucked into the dried fish as he spoke. In return he was told pointedly he could get better food (and reward) if he brought back crabs. He obviously took this challenge.
But once he reached the shore where he was told there was a swarm of them he saw what the joke was in this suggestion. They were large, they were tearing apart some sort of dead sea creature and shoving it into their mandibles, and leaking some sort of bodily fluid that Nadir was going to be fairly sure wasn't harmless. He's seen to many poisonous bodily fluids not to recognize that sheen.
Undeterred, he can be found trying to catch a crab, hovering out of their reach but any time he starts to duck in to try to swoop at one he has to pull right back up from the multitude of pincers snapping at him. Perhaps that's funny to your character, perhaps it's pitiful and you'll offer aide or a snarky remark...]
II. Backrooming [It was one annoyance after another, and now he found himself in some rundown office building? That was more of a nightmare than waking up in the ocean as a squid.
He hits the floor hard, unable to concentrate fast enough to catch himself and hover before he does so. He lays there for a second, more surprised at the sudden shift from the boardwalk to the interior than from any sort of injury, before he's lifting off the ground, almost Dracula from a coffin-esque, and continues to go up, flying stupidly fast at the ceiling where he just came from. He slams into it hard, expecting to find some opening that was enchanted to look like ceiling panel, and he topples a few inches before catching himself, crying out:]
Ow! C'mon!!
[He's too busy rubbing his head and glaring at the ceiling to notice anyone else in the room watching his clownshow...]
III. Wildcarding
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Nadir | Original Character | Paleblood
[Nadir was taking the whole waking up in a new world as a squid then turning back into a kitsune while gasping on the shore for air like an idiot who forgot how to breathe with a pretty good stride. He was pretty unnerved he had been in the middle of something and then suddenly found himself in the briny deep with tentacles and what he'd call a butt beak, even though that would be wrong and a pretty rude thing to say to an actual mollusc, but in the grand scheme of things he has done in his life, it was maybe a 6 out of 10 on the scale of Things To Be Unnerved About so far.
He was honestly more offended by the food they had given him, his natural ability to speak before he thought making him say out loud how lacking it was in appeal, even as he had tucked into the dried fish as he spoke. In return he was told pointedly he could get better food (and reward) if he brought back crabs. He obviously took this challenge.
But once he reached the shore where he was told there was a swarm of them he saw what the joke was in this suggestion. They were large, they were tearing apart some sort of dead sea creature and shoving it into their mandibles, and leaking some sort of bodily fluid that Nadir was going to be fairly sure wasn't harmless. He's seen to many poisonous bodily fluids not to recognize that sheen.
Undeterred, he can be found trying to catch a crab, hovering out of their reach but any time he starts to duck in to try to swoop at one he has to pull right back up from the multitude of pincers snapping at him. Perhaps that's funny to your character, perhaps it's pitiful and you'll offer aide or a snarky remark...]
II. Backrooming
[It was one annoyance after another, and now he found himself in some rundown office building? That was more of a nightmare than waking up in the ocean as a squid.
He hits the floor hard, unable to concentrate fast enough to catch himself and hover before he does so. He lays there for a second, more surprised at the sudden shift from the boardwalk to the interior than from any sort of injury, before he's lifting off the ground, almost Dracula from a coffin-esque, and continues to go up, flying stupidly fast at the ceiling where he just came from. He slams into it hard, expecting to find some opening that was enchanted to look like ceiling panel, and he topples a few inches before catching himself, crying out:]
Ow! C'mon!!
[He's too busy rubbing his head and glaring at the ceiling to notice anyone else in the room watching his clownshow...]
III. Wildcarding
((Up for pretty much anything, feel free to DM me or PP me on