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lusi2020-06-18 12:48 am
softheartedshizun) wrote in lusi2020-06-18 12:48 am
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A Foolish Expedition
● WHO: Shen Qingqiu and You
● WHAT: Exploring the forest and general activities.
● WHEN: The past two weeks.
● WHERE: Forest and around
● WARNINGS: Tentacle vines
Getting to Know the Fauna
Shen Qingqiu despite his tendency to idle loved to explore. He loved to discover and categorize new creatures and monsters. He loved the idea of fighting them and learning what they could do. However, in practice, this was not always a good hobby.
He went off into the forest alone, with a tendency to reach out and touch everything. Several fruits practically exploded on him, getting him sticky, and some of them tried to shoot him with some sort of projectile. However the worst of his encounters hard to be his biggest mistake. Really, he had no one to blame but himself.
Hanging before him was a long tangling plant. It seemed to be oozing some sort of nectar that smelled almost like candy. It was quite appealing and curiosity took over. Knowing very well this was a bad idea and the sorts of plots these kinds of stupid actions sprung he could not help himself from reaching out and taking hold to hesitantly lick it. He found it did in fact taste pretty good, however touching it triggered a predictable reaction.
Fuck! Why the fuck did he do this! This predictable trap and he walked right into it!
Vines came out of everywhere wrapping themselves around him quickly, digging there way under his robes faster than he thought was possible and lifted him in the air like a tangled mess. Struggling did not help, as it just got him caught up more, and trying to call for this sword did little to help as well, as for every two he cut down four replaced it. In the end, he was strung up in a terrible disheveled half-dressed state with one vine desperately poking at his check trying to get in his mouth.
"Help!" he cried, creatively moving his head around trying to avoid the eager little thing from finding it's chance.
RPS and You!
He was not a survivalist, he knew absolutely nothing about surviving or taking care of himself particularly. Sure, if he had to, he could probably sleep outside, he had done that before, once or twice, but, it was different. It was a temporary thing between point A and point B. Trying to organize a place to live, food to eat, and a general idea of his future was just... a bit too much. So, instead of doing something productive, he let his mind wander to the task this world had set out for him. Considering the PWP R-18 nature of this world, he couldn't help but think of the two books he was so unfortunate to be brought here with: Resentment of the Chunshan, and Song of BingQiu. The ridiculous OOC real person fan fiction of himself and his disciple Binghe.
The books were dirty, flowery, and filled with nothing but papapa! The illustrations were quite beautiful, however, and though one was definitely more direct than the other, he couldn't say the writing was bad. It was just... absolutely filthy. Also a little uncomfortable since the subject matter was himself. All he could do was criticize the choices made.
"I would never beg and cry like that," he muttered. "And definitely never put it in my mouth!"
● WHAT: Exploring the forest and general activities.
● WHEN: The past two weeks.
● WHERE: Forest and around
● WARNINGS: Tentacle vines
Getting to Know the Fauna
Shen Qingqiu despite his tendency to idle loved to explore. He loved to discover and categorize new creatures and monsters. He loved the idea of fighting them and learning what they could do. However, in practice, this was not always a good hobby.
He went off into the forest alone, with a tendency to reach out and touch everything. Several fruits practically exploded on him, getting him sticky, and some of them tried to shoot him with some sort of projectile. However the worst of his encounters hard to be his biggest mistake. Really, he had no one to blame but himself.
Hanging before him was a long tangling plant. It seemed to be oozing some sort of nectar that smelled almost like candy. It was quite appealing and curiosity took over. Knowing very well this was a bad idea and the sorts of plots these kinds of stupid actions sprung he could not help himself from reaching out and taking hold to hesitantly lick it. He found it did in fact taste pretty good, however touching it triggered a predictable reaction.
Fuck! Why the fuck did he do this! This predictable trap and he walked right into it!
Vines came out of everywhere wrapping themselves around him quickly, digging there way under his robes faster than he thought was possible and lifted him in the air like a tangled mess. Struggling did not help, as it just got him caught up more, and trying to call for this sword did little to help as well, as for every two he cut down four replaced it. In the end, he was strung up in a terrible disheveled half-dressed state with one vine desperately poking at his check trying to get in his mouth.
"Help!" he cried, creatively moving his head around trying to avoid the eager little thing from finding it's chance.
RPS and You!
He was not a survivalist, he knew absolutely nothing about surviving or taking care of himself particularly. Sure, if he had to, he could probably sleep outside, he had done that before, once or twice, but, it was different. It was a temporary thing between point A and point B. Trying to organize a place to live, food to eat, and a general idea of his future was just... a bit too much. So, instead of doing something productive, he let his mind wander to the task this world had set out for him. Considering the PWP R-18 nature of this world, he couldn't help but think of the two books he was so unfortunate to be brought here with: Resentment of the Chunshan, and Song of BingQiu. The ridiculous OOC real person fan fiction of himself and his disciple Binghe.
The books were dirty, flowery, and filled with nothing but papapa! The illustrations were quite beautiful, however, and though one was definitely more direct than the other, he couldn't say the writing was bad. It was just... absolutely filthy. Also a little uncomfortable since the subject matter was himself. All he could do was criticize the choices made.
"I would never beg and cry like that," he muttered. "And definitely never put it in my mouth!"
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"Right! You know when we first got here and everyone was sending messages to everyone else. Well, this guy was getting really sweet on me, so I asked him to send me a portrait of himself--they call them holograms here, you know--and then I sent him one back, and then he asked to hook up..."
Satisfied with the settings, he pulls Shen Qingqiu close, lifting his own wrist up.
"And then someone else told me they were selfies and everyone who's anyone has them--tilt your head the other way. It makes your forehead look less wide."
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Was he seriously being coached on how to take a selfie by an immortal cultuvator!? What was his life!?
As if trying to prove something he positioned himself just right for the angle, he knows how to take a selfie! He knows how to do ticktok videos too!
"You are rather adaptable.... perhaps this world is not so difficult for you," since you got two hookups!? Definitely one! Not that he wants any, but of course he's going to not want scraps thrown in his face.
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clack clack clack goes the snap noises. And on that note, it's a small mercy he remains blissfully unaware of the range of other social media applications. After scrutinizing one hologram after another, Shi Qingxuan is quick to pester his new friend for several retakes.
"Did you know someone arrived with a giant statue, the other day? He claims it's not really a statue, but I'm pretty sure he just keeps it outside because there's no temple big enough to house it. He also claims he can make it move around but I have yet to see it with my two own eyes. Not even I have anything that huge made for me, so I'm kinda jealous."
Thankfully, Shen Qingqiu's immaculate features leave very little need for filters, otherwise that's what Shi Qingxuan would be talking about instead of Gundams.
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“Giant statue...?” It took him a moment as he followed the dialogue, wait, was there an actual gun*am here!?
He wanted to go see it... that was pretty cool!
Wait! No! He would pass by it sooner or later.
“I wonder if they have overlay filters,” because even if his features were surprisingly beautiful, it was still fun to add stuff to the sides and other stickers.
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Everyone with taste, anyway.
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What did it matter? This world was already strange and he had no one to keep up appearances to!
"It lets you put decorations on the selfie," maybe he should explore the available features of the wristbands.
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It doesn't make sense to him, but it sounds impressive and so he is duly impressed. Shi Qingxuan scoots close enough for Shn Qingqiu to access the hologram he's just taken, holding his wrist up between them, and an arm draped around his shoulder.
"You're going to have to teach me all about that. I'm behind when it comes to... Everything here, really." Selfies aside "But I'm sure an honorable immortal like you will have mastered this by now."
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"This master has not quite... looked at everything available yet."
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It's a good enough reflection of the two, only with puppy ears and noses superimposed on the image.
"Oh, this is the best day ever! I can't wait to show everyone this!"
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“You seem rather easily impressed,” were they just the type to be excitable? Was everything fun and amazing for them?
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He makes sure to save that one.
"Besides, it costs you zero merits to enjoy things. Or is it that you're pining? I don't see your better half around."
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"I am not pining!" he felt indignant at the suggestion! Really, did he look like the type to pine?
And never once had he seemed like his soul had left him, he refused to believe that. It was an exaggeration by peak lords who acted like old gossipy aunties.
"And who said I do not enjoy things? I can enjoy plenty of things. I am not against enjoying things," what a thing to accuse him of.
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He taps away with a flourish, until the hologram reflects his quite displeased face, and a frown to rival Shen Qingqiu himself. It soon turns into a dissatisfied scowl.
"This thing must be broken," he finally decides, "I am much hotter as a woman than that!"
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...
He shouldn't ask, but....
"Do you mean the paintings made of you from your stories...?" he had a bad feeling about what the answer would actually be. He could already feel the blood rising up his throat.
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"Hmm, that's for me to know and for you to guess," he grins, all but bouncing on the balls of his feet at the opportunity to show off, discretion kicking in, eventually.
The painted scrolls and the statues are quite nice, even if they would never amount to the real thing in Shi Qingxuan's eyes.
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Of course, he didn't let his annoyance show on his face, he still kept a neutral expression.
"Instead of guessing why not show me the superiority since all I can imagine is what was just shown," something like that should do nicely.
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"Ah! So you admit it! You think if I were a women, I'd simply be superior to all other women out there! You already know I'd look magnificent!"
Priorities.
Now he wishes the heavenly realm had holograms he could save from his shenanigans, too.
"I would need to fix my robes, first," a thoughtful tap on his lips, "They don't have the proper support, like this. Might be indecent."
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And who said anything about being the best looking woman ever? Don’t put words in his mouth!
“Please, such indecencies would be too much.”
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Normally, he wouldn't bother with this. Normally, his attendants would take care of helping him dress even on a normal day. Normal--and not much about this is normal--he would change in the privacy of his own home.
The belt that normally sits loose right above the hipbone is undone to go higher and tighter up the waist, the collar shifting and the sleeves moved forward. At least he's wearing pants, needing little adjustment.
There's a blur of soft light before the figure before Shen Qingqiu diminishes in height and stature, leaving a woman still generous in height. Shi Qingxuan's face is softer, almost elfin shaped, nose slimmer and eyes rounder. The garments lack the traditional snaps and ties to keep a generous bosom of spilling into the adjusted neckline despite best efforts, and the pants beneath their robes are taut at the hips.
The Wind Master, for her part, seems very little at ease.
"See? Better than the hologram."
The cheeky grin is identical, of course.
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And he did have to agree, the woman before him was much nicer looking than the hologram. There was only one problem....
He wasn't sure where to look! They were... they were so... so obviously there. It felt rude to keep looking too much and he felt flustered thinking about them.
"Indeed, the hologram pales in comparison," and definitely was stingy in the bounty of that area!
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If Shi Qingxuan is in any shape or form aware of her companion's discomfort, she shows no sign of it. Perhaps it's a testament to Shen Qingqiu's excellent composure, or the heavenly official's remarkable obliviousness. She's not too oblivious to redo the inadequate sash about her, tugging the lines of her collar closer and more securely in a second attempt.
Most heavenly officials had the inherent ability to tap into their core to shift their appearances into an older or a younger version of themselves, or in Shi Qingxuan's case, an entirely different gender. But looks? Those were pure genes.
"But you already knew that!" there's little warning before she nudges him in the side, playfully, her wink saying it all, "A good looking guy can only be a stunning woman!"
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"There is no argument there, you are indeed quite stunning, it is surprising to see the comparison," he was still trying to find a comfortable place to look that wasn't staring, and mostly raised his fan to hide behind.
Of course, his glances kept falling back to take a look. He had to look!
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"You know what? You should give it a try. You're an incomparably good looking man, you're bound to look stunning as a woman. Haven't you ever been curious?"
Regardless of Shen Qingqiu's answer, belief system, or comfort level, for the time being this has been made Shi Qingxuan's current life mission.
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But then the words sank in and he just felt confused, and also unsure about the truth of them. Sure he wasn't bad looking, this body was quite pretty, prettier than he expected, but it was nothing compared to Binghe, the praise was too high. But even then, regardless of how pretty or not he was, there was a problem with the statement.
"There is no way this master could change in such a way," how was he suppose to accomplish that? "The cultivation level is only that of golden core."
He could only assume a nascent soul woukd be required at a minimum for such shape shifting.
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Shi Qingxuan blinks large, mildly confused eyes, head tilted as if the objection to such a reasonable suggestion is baffling beyond belief. Her grip on Shen Qingqiu's shoulders only intensify, and it's a strong one.
"Demons don't have any golden cores and they can shift their appearances as easily as cultivators do. The ability is already within you; it's just a mattering of wanting it badly enough and trusting your spiritual powers."
The corners of her mouth quirk up at the thought, as if a particular piece finally falls into place.
"You're not scared, are you?"
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