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Fandom Inter-species Exchange? (Monster Musume Rp)


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Zac seems to shrug at the comment about being kinder than he thought he was. "Thanks I suppose," the flat tone made the compliment seem kind of hallow; but, Zac supposed she could have just not said anything at all so clearly it was something she thought was true.


"Well if our little shopping district doesn't have clothes that will work I am sure we can think of something. Hell if I put some money aside we could probably hire a tailor or order online. Ohh umm that would be getting clothes delivered through the internet, which is a communication information tool accessed through that." he gestures to the computer. He really hopped he wasn't confusing this poor creature. He shook his head a moment, she wasn't a creature... she was a girl and though he could pity her... that was not what he wanted to do. Zac figured the best thing to do was to treat her like any other girl he spoke with.


"So what do you like to do Xylia? You know, like a hobby or something?"
 
It is more I require lots of cover or else my inhuman form shows” She said to show this she lifted her arm and pulled back her sleeves and showing her slim arm but every joint was a doll joint proving that she was a machine and not a living creature. “ My father did not care for the reminder of my nature as his daughter was not a doll and I am ” She said the facts not bothering her despite how it really should that she was just a replacement for her father at least at first.


Mostly what any woman would do cooking clean and the like” She said her ideas of where women where in society were a bit dated though she had adjusted but still the ideas where still there “ I also used to collect dolls and other toys my father made many of them ” She said remembering the room full of toys she had once had.
 
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Zac made a mental note about the dolls and toys. He wanted her to feel at home and maybe a couple would help with that. But, at the same time Zac looked to the exposed arm and walked closer to her. The heat of his body could be felt at this distance; though, it would likely not mean anything to this girl. He looked at her and grasped the underside of her arm at the elbow joint and rested a hand atop the forearm a moment. He seemed to have inquisitive eyes as he looked back at the arm.


He would move his hands speaking to Xyila in a no nonsense earnest voice. It left no room for doubt and though not intentional carried with it a bit of sultry air. "Listen Xyila... your different. Your creator may have wanted you to be something that you arn't but not being that isn't a bad thing. There are some people who would be bothered by this sure... but, you are no different than any other interspecies girl. Hell and they are no different than any human girl. You, simply ride the line of the uncanny valley and as you can see... not all people are bothered by that. You SHOULD wear whatever you want to wear. Your, your own being as long as I am your master... no... not master I am your host. So as your host if anything... anyone tries to harm you. Well... lets just say I'm not a nice guy all the time."





He was serious, your form didn't phase him at all and being a man of his word you felt he would go beyond self to ensure your safety. Was he treating you like his mothers furniture. A piece of art meant to be protected for whatever human reason he may have had; Or did he really just see you as a girl and this was some manner of chivalry?
 
Xylia seemed to muse on the thought she didn’t know how to explain that she didn’t really care how others thought of her, the choice of clothing was just and observation based on the past and applying it to the current world, she could without clothes and feel exactly the same at this point. The idea of wearing what she wanted was and equally moot point at least right now as she had seen mostly revealing clothing and business suits so her exposure had been limited and being used to her very concealing clothes such revealing modern clothes were just odd she didn’t hate them they were just different.


You need not worry about my safety, I am much stronger than many species. As for the matter of clothes and what I was made to be I have no feelings if I was not made to be a replacement then I would have never been made, however my time as a replacement has ended that much is clear with my father broken I will just have to unlearn certain learned behaviors” She said with all the emotion of a computer asking if you really wanted to delete a file “ Shall we go clothes shopping tomorrow?” she asked.
 


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"Well if that's what you want to do. I got some stuff to do at the restaurant first; but, after that I'm all yours... since well you can't go off on your own. Ohh that's a request by the way... till the stupid laws change I gotta stick with you. Now that said I'm flexible so don't be afraid to ask to go places even if I seem exhausted from work." Zac pauses and considers you for a moment.


"Also look... I get it your strong. So am I.. Im the strongest guy I have known... hell I'm the go to around here when trouble starts. That dosen't mean I don't need help once and awhile. Your not alone anymore sitting in that chair... you got me, for whatever I'm worth." he turns and walks over to the bed in the room and pulls out a box from underneath it that was locked tight. The name Celia Elisabeth Thurman was engraved on the box.
 
letting you put yourself in harms way would go against my nature as a golem which is something I can’t change, golems are at their very core guards myself included” Xylia explained she was honest that she couldn’t just let her owner get in harms way she had to protect him to a reasonable degree it was just her nature as it was with any golems. “ On a different note why don’t I help you running your restaurant it will be a good place to learn and allow me to be and feel useful ” She suggested not really noticing the box she felt she could help and it would be her choice to do so even if she couldn’t yet be a cook in the same style of Zac.
 

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Zac thought on this and sat on the bed. He rubbed the light amount of stubble on his chin. "I mean I guess I could let you do that. But, you would have to be my shadow at first. I don't trust people in the kitchen much... my other chefs had to prove themselves to work under me. Also... don't take this the wrong way.. but, Im not sure your cut out for the serving floor yet. I may be wrong... but... I'm rarely not on these sort of things. So I'll tell you what. Shadow me.. see what I do, ask questions... and then we will find you a place in the restaurant. You will earn a wage like any other employee and I request that you use it for yourself."





He stands taking the box in hand. "So we'll start all that tomorrow, and then go clothes shopping after.... ohh and well. It's a full moon tonight, that.. do anything to you?"
 
Kasure moved over the other girls uncomfortably and awkwardly before getting out of the car and stumbling to the ground. "Why is this all so difficult.... besides I have to get to my room before nightfall or some people may act rather interesting" He spoke to himself as he stood up and dusted himself the house was nearby but he couldn't walk to the front door seeing as this was. Walking around back stealthily he picked up the new manga an entered through the back door as it slid shut with a slight scraping noise.
 
Nozomi Ichiryusai

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Nozomi was not surprised at the fact that there was a girl answering the door. The brothers could do whatever and whoever they wanted, that wasn't her problem. What really threw her off was the wings on the arms of the girl. Wait--no, they weren't ON her arms, they WERE her arms. Purely out of reactionary response, she blurted out


"Bakemono."


In an attempt to cover up her words, she coughed and cleared her throat, looking around testily, as if to dismiss the fact that she had just called the other girl a monster, more or less. "Uh, yeah, I'm lookin' for Tsure and Abe. That's Kasure and Aberu to you." Nozomi thought for a moment, then wondered why she was explaining herself to this newcomer to the brothers' household. She'd been invading their house for years now, why just stop because there were 'honored guests' in their home? It was practice! She placed one hand on the wing-arms girl, and pushed her lightly to one side, slipping in the gap between her and the door frame. She drifted listlessly to the couch in the living room and flung herself onto it, drawing her hood back from her head. Her voice was muffled by the pillow she had in her face, but it was clear enough to be made out by the other girl, probably.


"Just think of me as a household ornament. Tsure doesn't mind, and you probably shouldn't. You're not gonna mind, are you?" Before the wing-girl could answer, she raised a thumbs-up. "Great. Thanks, babe."

 

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Tia would blink as she was basically called a shape shifting monster in a transitional state. Tia of course use to hate for being what she was decided to let it slide for the moment, although it did leave a hallow pit in her stomach. When the girl touched her wings her eyes slit for a moment as a flash of the man who assaulted her came to mind. She shook the thought a way and fallowed the girl in staring at the car out front before closing the door. Was that car there when she came in?


Either way Tia was curious about this girl. "Does the household ornament that thinks I'm a shape shifting demon like oni monster have a name?" Tia was familiar enough with Japanese culture to know the girl was not acting how someone was suppose too; but, Tia never acted right so she didn't care.


Tia would move to the back of the couch jumping onto it and perching there. She finally realized how she looked. It was as if someone through her on the ground and had their way with her. It was then she wondered what the man did while she was sleeping and her face grew pale. She hoped the woman didn't see this and forced herself to be her cheery normal self. Tia rather her problems stay her problems.


"So.. you are really pretty, are you Able or Kasure's girlfriend or something Ms. Ornament." she asked cheekily in hopes she was atleast not Kasure's. That would make all her feeling far more awkward. Though she was starting to think those feelings may be best discarded anyways.
 
Kasure had managed to get to his room and went over to the bed collapsing face-first into it. Today had just been one giant ball of stress added to the pit. He sighed into his pillow before noticing something different. He sat up in his bed turning to look at the door which he'd left open by mistake the new manga was now on his bed and he thought it would be best to read that and have something to do rather than sit around bored. The girls with Ms. Ashley were probably preoccupied anyhow so he wasn't ignoring them by any means. He moved over to the door and shut it before going back to his bed and beginning to read, it was strange how this was the most peace he had gotten in awhile though he still needed to remember something in the back of his mind.


He was on about page twenty when it dawned on him he needed to apologize about the whole manga shop situation though he couldn't at the moment since he would have to think of how he would be able to apologize and still be sincere while expressing worry. He put the manga down and started to think about it as he felt a strange taste in his mouth almost like... blood. He moved his tongue and the feeling was gone nothing more than a strange trick in his taste.
 
Had-


Had that guy just run off without her? That was kind of stunning. Actually, no, that was definitely stunning, so stunning that she didn't even think to tell him to COME BACK and take her to her room. Wasn't she supposed to be staying with some overly kind and polite schmuck? By the time that she'd managed to shake off her surprise, Kasure had already disappeared from her sight, and presumably, the range of her voice. She wasn't quite sure how to react to this. On one hand, it showed that her host at least wasn't as sickeningly sweet as she'd expected, well, that or he was just some sort of idiot.


...Or he was getting back at her for the teasing...


Whatever his reason was though, she was certainly going to get back at him for this. She looked towards Clair, her eyes flicking between her arms and head before letting out a low sigh. She wasn't going to be able to take her to her room was she? Not while she was carrying that head of hers between her arms... And Ashie was going to leave the moment they left the car... Damn. Damn it all. She was going to have to go there herself, wasn't she? She was going to have to GET DOWN ON HER KNEES, and 'walk' over there like that, wasn't she? Man... This was like her first day of prep all over again... Letting out another sigh Lyvette pushed open the car door, dropping out onto the sidewalk that led up to the house soon afterwards. Sidling up to her knees, she began to work her way up to the house, a rather slow process considering that she needed to make a visible effort so not to slide forward on the concrete, and smash her horns into the pavement... Again. It would be a good ten minutes before she actually managed to make it to the door, at point in time which any of the fine, able armed humans around would have already entered the building.


Finally reaching the house, she brought her back up to the door and gave it a series of solid knocks.


"I'm going to get back at him for this..." She muttered under her breath, as she waited for someone to come and let her in.
 
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Tia blinked and looked toward the door a ways behind her. "Another ornament... I mean guest." Tia tilted her head looking to the girl on the couch who she still wished to know the name of. She bowed her head and spoke kindly, "Excuse me Ms. Ornament, I think there is another guest excuse me." Tia nimbly leaped off the couch fluttering down and running off a bit like a rooster. In a way she was thankful for all these distractions as they kept her mind of her own problems.


When Tia got to the door she opened it and the poor Siren who's back was pressed to it fell back. Tia without thinking dropped to her ass slamming on her tail. Her wings would stretch and catch the Siren before her head and horns hit the ground. With a pained timid voice trying to work through her tails agony she spoke. "He.. He.. Hiya.. ma.. Miss... sorry didn't know you were on on the door."





Tia's tail swung out from under her and she bemoaned the feeling of the tip sliding past her rump. Cursed tail tip... was all Tia could think.


She could now see how pretty this lightly clothed sea like creature was. The true opposite of Tia she was fascinated for a moment. Who was she? Why was she leaning on the door? And... how far did she come to get here... her knees seemed scuffed? Tia then realized she was basically embracing another girl in her lap and blushed. "Sorry." she let go and kinda let the Siren do whatever she was gonna do


@Count Alto
 
It took Xylia a few second to process why a full moon would be a problem then she remembered the normal problem the more bestial extra species and she felt in her own way that Zac had not listened to her.


" No my father did not make me with any ability to feel such things while a few of those made to replace wives may I as one made to replace a daughter do not even possess the faculties for such activities" She said " Though through some manipulation of the control rod I could be reformed to have what I am lacking, though I have no interest in such things " She finished.


She let the air clear before speaking on the matter of her employment. " Your desire for me to shadow you is acceptable and I shall not argue pay nor its use though my definition of for me will most likely vary from yours. she said in her emotionless robotic tone more than willing to abide by the rules Zac set down.
 
Nozomi scoffed. Tsure or Abe and her, a thing? As much as she wanted such a thing to be once upon a time, it never happened, and it probably wouldn't. The hell would he want a kissless virgin like her anyway? She laughed cruelly at her own self-deprecation, and sat up on the couch, clutching the pillow at her chest. "You expect too much from me. Can't string up a guy, even if he was drunk off his ass. Nah, I'm just a friend." Ms. Ornament , huh? That was cute. There were very few things that Nozomi found cute, and this was one of them. She smirked, less of towards the girl, and more of to herself, watching the birdgirl answer the door again. Lots of visitors today, it seems. To be honest, Nozomi didn't like that, since she was expected to act like a 'normal person' around guests, and she didn't enjoy having to behave. She angled her head towards the door, and found herself looking straight at a blue-skinned beauty. Purple hair spilled over her shoulders and breasts, scales hiding what she expected to be places where the sun wasn't supposed to shine on. The first thought that came to her mind was about just how many girls did Tsure and Abe hook up with in the days that she was busy with her job at some event.


The next thought was inadvertently said aloud, yet again. "ばけもの." She went into a coughing fit, and attempted to pass it off as another insult. "Bakamono, BAKA. Yes, that's right. Moron!" She leapt over the sofa's back, and strode over to the door. "Can't you see she can't walk? Look at those abrasions on her knees!" To be honest, that was a sorry excuse for a made-up reasoning. She had only just noticed the abrasions herself, and she could easily name another activity that would cause abrasions on the knees. Resisting the urge to smirk, she bent down and scooped the mermaid(?) up in her arms. She grunted with effort and strained to keep her balance as she brought the creature towards the couch she had flung herself onto earlier in a bridal carry. Unable to keep steady, she dropped the mermaid(?) onto the seat, and collapsed to the ground.


She got shakily to her feet, feeling her arms turn slowly into stone. Her patience snapped, and she stomped one foot on the ground, and yelled, "TSUREEEEEE! ABEEEEEEEEE! THE HELL ARE YOU?!"
 
Kasure heard someone yelling and it sounded all to familiar to him. If she was here though and in that tone it would mean she was either pissed or had something important to say. He moved from his bed the manga flopping to the floor as it opened to a random page he moved out towards the living room and saw that Lyvette was on a chair, Nozomi was near her as in what seemed to be a fit of anger. Tia was near the door from what he could tell. He stepped into the living room though as he looked at Nozomi a certain look in his eye expressing a sort of worry and confusion about something deeper.


He couldn't technically apologize to them yet since he had an angry childhood friend on his hands. "Z-zomi.... I didn't expect to see you today" He said as he felt his heart rate stable from before. He had at one point let his heart rate drop far below normal since he was in his deep thought, He wouldn't step forward again or move so that he would get closer to anyone, one way or the other he felt like he was going to feel pain one way or the other.
 
Phyila had been with able who was currently busy so she was left to investigate things alone with no one to notice she was much smarter than she should be. Still soon others returned and it sounded like more had come, she expected that, though there sounded like there were more than just one new girl down there.


Phylia hid and watched from a shadowy corner as the other fought and talked there was another human who Phylia had not seen before and did not seem like she was an agent and a mermaid looking woman who must be a new tenant. this house was loud very loud.


Phylia took a step out her body forming from liquid in a nearly adult form still clear and lacking clothing " Others are trying to rest can you all please quiet down?" She asked her tone bordering on annoyed.
 
Clair sighed stepping out of the car , as she watched the siren crawl over to the house the car speed off which was somewhat of a relief. she made her way into he house through the back door as Kasure did due to not wanting anything to do with the siren who was currently in raged . she sat at the dinning room table with both doors shut as she heard yet another feminine voice coming from the room next door. the moon still hadn't risen but still the girls would soon be feeling its affects.
 
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Tia blinked as a lot had happened in an instant and her feathers fluffed up. Her plumage making her seem rather angry though her eyes did not slit. Any who knew about cockatrices knew this was just an aggravated girl no more no less. However, Tia could not pull the angry look down well. Her face too cute her manner to adorible. She would come off as someone more fun to tease than anything.


She stood in a huff moving into the room and looking at Nozomi completely missing Kasure and Phylia. She didn't even care in some ways she looked like the victim of a rape attack or that her body was getting hot as her duel natured self was being consumed by a floating luminous orb in the sky. "Listen here Ms. Ornament." Tia jumped over the couch drawing within kissing distance of Nozomi, her cheeks red.


"I am not a Monster... no matter how fancy you are with your Japanese, I can understand it.... nore am I a shape shifter... nor am I Baka,,, I mean stupid. I mean I am stupid some times BUT! Not then.... also I caught her okay... I have no idea who she is... why she looks naked.... who YOU are... and why you insist on labeling me such nasty nasty things Ms. Ornament. Now apologize... PLEASE or I'll... I'll... ugh... eh...!" Tia looked like she may loose her balance. Her cheeks were red and she was having issue breathing. The chloroform from earlier still lingered in her lungs; not that she even knew what chloroform was. Her body may have been able to revitalize herself quicker due to her bird like heart.... but, that didn't mean the chemicals effects didn't linger.


"I feel funny... ." The mix of heightened urges and sick in her lungs forced her to sit. She panted heavily and her rather nice bust rose and fell as she did. Her body sweated alot and she tried to remain as much of herself. She knew birds took what they wanted and snakes were aggressive.... this moon would make it very difficult to be Tia as it always did.


@Count Alto @Karcen @The One Eyed Bandit

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Zac coughed and covered his mouth at the prospect she could be made to change in such a drastic way just with the rod in his back pocket. He moved his hand and there was a surprised expression as he actually lost his cool factor to mild embarrassment. "I.. I.. ahem I see, well good because I wouldn't go and do that unless you wanted me too."





in truth her remaining sexless made this alot easier for him. He had a way with woman that came with some infamy. She would see soon enough; but, he was not exactly the live with one woman type. This way he could look at her more as a sister... or something... at least he hoped he could. It wasn't that he didn't think she was pretty, hell he even spoke about that when meeting her. Zac just rather avoid the drama for now.


The cold emotional tone though was something Zac found a bit, hard to deal with. It was like speaking with Spock or one of those other characters like him. "Well moon aside, glade we came to an agreement. So, is is there any more questions Xyila?" he seemed not to be embarrassed any more, as if the situation was fleeting.


@Karcen
 
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Xylia


" I do not need or desire such changes however I will keep your offer in mind should I find it necessary to gain such abilities at a later date" She said her tone stating that as simply another step in a long experiment rather than anything requiring any attachment, she of course didn't see anything emotional in such things they were just a way to reproduce little more. " I cannot think of any other questions I have though I may come up with more latter, if I do I will ask you " she said finding no other topics coming to her mind that needed to be answered right now.


Phylia


Phyila watched as this form was not recognized, it should have expected this but it seemed the drama was only getting more dramatic. Really Phylia was just thinking that she might sit back and watch there was going to be a full moon and things would get fun…. though she would be affected by this, but she had her own man hidden away for that latter as everyone seemed focused on the brother and not able.


" Such a busy day the full moon tonight will be a lot of fun " Phylia said amused slightly by the thought.
 

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Zac coughed again looking at Xylia with a what the fuck look, "I never bloody offered.... I said good unless you wanted me too. I could care less what lies between your legs babe. I swear if that was part of the grocery list of mind bogging fuckery to just assume that I would want to change you then your creator must have shit really twisted. Or did you really just not listen to me? Besides you might just be better off... sex makes things needlessly complicated. It's only good for a change of pace when you just need to get it out of your system.. bah." he shakes his head at the clearly clueless robot. He hoped to god that was just a mistake on her part because the hell.


He got a better grip on the box and looked at her again, "Listen... sorry alright... that was just a super weird twisting of my words... the fact that's even a thing... weird."
 
Xylia


" i have currently been lead to believe that it is part of the soul if I find it is then I shall ask if I do not then I will not, I at this point do not see the appeal of it still if it was part of a soul then I would have to try it. I do not however like that you insulted my father if even unemotionally he was a genius " She said obviously not liking the perceived insult to her father and not caring about much else.
 


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"Cool then just say that... don't put words in my mouth babe. Its part of your perceived idea of soul, and one day you may or may not want to test the waters. That's great. But, the way you were going on made it sound like it was my idea." he sighs clearly frustrated


"Clearly you had stewed on this idea long before imposing it as my idea... I am sorry for insulting your genius Father, as you put it."
he pauses and then suddenly looks like he felt like vocalizing more on the subject.


"Listen I have little liking to begin with for someone who creates a daughter knowing full well he isn't gonna live long enough to see her get a soul. I would personally hate myself if I knew I sent my Daughter through 600 years of solitude and mourning... some Genius. A regular piece of work. And if he didn't know it wouldn't happen in
his lifetime he could of at least ensured you a better safe life then sleeping in a catacomb just to be found and having to stain yourself with blood." he groans and looks to his own hands.


"Who am I to talk... I'd make a shit father... and I ... fuck it, Im sorry. Your Father sounds like he loved you and did his best. He was mourning a loss and I can admit.... after... I would do the same if I had the power. Just... Im sorry." He would move toward the door looking at you once more so he could hear your piece. He knew he likely insulted you with his jack assery; but, your story was reminding him of the past he was running from in some ways. And, the fact you were unfeeling about it just made him even more mad.
 
Xylia actually displayed one emotion when Zac talked about her father, and she looked slightly annoyed which for someone who was nearly emotionless like her this could easily be seen as a great rage, even though her shallow emotions prevented that. Still she made no hostile moves though if she could she would have no doubt hurt Zac without realizing it.


" none of our creators knew we would be incomplete they tried their hardest and put their all into our construction they did not realize a human soul would not come into being with our creation." She said defending the actions of her father which was her which surprisingly was of her own will. " However I accept your apology " She said her face going back to complete neutrality, they were off to a great start the rod most likely being the only thing keeping Zac alive after the anger a few seconds ago.
 

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Zac nodded to Xyila and would exit the room without another word. Why did this pitiable robotic girl anger him so. He wanted to see her angry, happy, sad, disgusted.... was it this missing soul thing. He could look past what she was... or maybe he couldn't. Zac's mind was a bit confused and he just needed some means to clear it up


Zac wandered into the kitchen grabbing his cellphone. He thought perhaps he could call one of his one nighters for some good sex; but, then he thought maybe that was a bad idea with his new house guest. He tossed the phone on the counter massaging his temples leaving his Sisters box there as well. Maybe he could go looking for trouble, it wasn't like that girl cared for him at all. Hell he figured she was probably thinking she didn't want to stay around him anymore.


"Yeah, bet that's it... and this stupid thing keeps her from vocalizing that."
he looks to the black rod and just sighs. "Guess I'm just a bastard." he goes to the closet and pulls out his black jacket and his brass knuckles shoving them in the pocket. He was gonna need them if Chaz was there.
 

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