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Description
name: Octo-Pieage: 14
height: around 4 foot(can be hard to measure due to tentacles)
tower: light tower
power: He has a neat power of being able to control his, and only his, shadow. He can manipulate it to become different shapes, stretch it, use it if he has to resort to violence for any reason. If he does use his shadow for violence, note that it's stronger in close-combat. The further it stretches the weaker it gets.
likes: sweets, peace, being covered up(thus the giant sweater), people, adventures, being busy, being comfortable.
dislikes: when people seem sketchy, spicy foods, sticking to things(though it tends to happen often), things that get him startled(screamer videos, etc), things that seem very dangerous
personality: Octo-Pie has the personality of an innocent kid who tries his absolute hardest to be badass. He'll do something bad and then apologize for it quickly afterwards. He is interested in many things, mainly people and can come off as creepy to pretty much anybody he meets due to his tenancy to stare. He is interested in people in general(more like obsessed) and silently studies them. He is jumpy and tries his hardest to be quiet in fear of being way too loud(both by screaming, and raising his voice).
history: He's not quite sure of much of his childhood, as he has a bad memory, though he does know that he's spent a lot of time living in the sea and on land. He mostly remembers a lot from age 8 and up. His childhood(and presumably his birth) happened in the sea, though he doesn't quite remember how he migrated to the land. His mother is a half-octopus as well, though he mostly grew up feeling alone due to her unaffectionate personality. His dad left before he was born, and his mother never told him anything about him.
other facts: he gets a semi-personality change when he meets someone that he really likes, either friendly or romantically. His personality changes slightly to what he thinks that person would like him to be more like.
he loves movies and will watch mostly any movie suggested to him.
he always tries to cook, and its always experimentally. some times it'll come out amazing, and other times horribly.
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ehehe thanks~ I have a whole bunch of other(and in my opinion, better) pictures of octo in my HM folder OwO
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Cool I'll check that out ^-^
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So cute! <3333333
I just wanna hug him! ~
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This guy is just a cutie. ;u;
Shadoic: It was rather cold this day in the mansion. Shadoic would even assume the mansion was sick; what with the frozen floors one came across and the sudden gusts of wind with 'achoo' noises, one might call it a cold. Shadoic rather detested the cold. Looking about wildly for any sort of barrier between her and the chill, she spots a rather thick warm sweater with some sort of thing inside it--she doesn't pay too much attention to that particular detail. Floating very quickly over to Octo-Pie, she leapt onto the warm fabric and clung on tight, when she felt something tentacle-y touch her whisp-y tail....
"Eeep!!" She clung on tighter, hoping the unknown threat would go away.
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Octo-Pie: He was roaming the halls, looking for a room to stumble upon for something to do. He stopped for a moment. It was a little cold to him, but this was nothing compared to his home underwater before. He was just relaxing, before he felt something cling to him. He swatted his tentacles at it for a second before screaming and trying to get whatever it was off, fearing that it was poisonous or deadly. You never knew in this house. He was flipping out so much that he didn't even consider the possibility that it could be another house guest.
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Shadoic: Her tail was still being touched by something! It felt dreadful and terrifying, so her instincts kicked in and her tail transformed into legs, and she kicked at whatever they were. Only after a bit of kicking and squealing did she actually dare to look down, and saw they were tentacles.
"Ah!" Shadoic stopped kicking and once again wore her tail, so she could more easily look at the tentacles. They were interesting. Deciding to perhaps look at the rest of this curious fellow, she looked up and spotted an entire head coming from the top of the sweater. Amazing! But since she was clinging to the back, she couldn't see his face.
"..............." Blue hair was pretty though, and so were tentacles. Forgetting almost entirely about the whole terrifying fiasco, she settled down, still cuddling a bit into the sweater. "...Hi. Pretty."
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Octo-pie: His eyes widened even more so than regular as he felt the attacker stop, and cuddle into his sweater. He dared to turn around and see, that it was, a girl? His whole face flushed as he freaked out a bit more, leaving her to fall on the ground as he cowered away, still with a face flushed blue. "Oh i'm sorry miss!" He offered to help her up, extending a hand to her.
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Shadoic: Instead of taking the hand offered to her, she peered at his now blue face. She thought this was a nice color as well, blue was just a very pretty color in general.
"....!" Oh no, another one of those 'achoo' winds again! They were freezing, and now sh was as well. Bypassing the arm, she flung herself onto his front, gripping desperately at his sweater, shivering slightly.
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Octo-pie: His face flushed even more than it did before. He wasn't that sure how to be around girls in general, much less with them hugging him. "u-uh." was all he could get out, looking down at her with a little bit of distress. He was so awkward. "A-are you okay miss?" he managed to get out.
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Shadoic: "C-cold...!" She looked up at him with sad eyes. She wanted to search for a warmer room, but just couldn't bear to let go of the sweater which was her only source of warmth. She didn't notice the obvious awkwardness; even if she had, she wouldn't have understood it. She held no concept of personal space.
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Octo-pie: "w-well let's get to a warmer room then!" he said, desperate to get the awkward feeling away. He started to shuffle awkwardly with her still clinging to him and his sweater. When they managed to get to a different room, which Octo felt was plenty warm, he said, "..is this room good enough?" and he slightly whispered, "do you still need to hold on to my sweater..?"
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Shadoic: By now, she not only was quite comfy against his sweater-y chest, but she had somewhat noticed his displacement and found it sort of amusing. Wearing a curious little smile, she decided to let go, only because her arms were starting to hurt from hanging on him.
"Yes." Then, still being rather curious about her new blue-colored chum, she added, "...name?""
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Octo-pie: He was a bit relieved that she let go of him. "I'm Octo-pie. And who are you?" He asked her suspiciously. He thought she was rather sketchy, that was the impression that he got. The same kind of sketchy feeling one would get from a con man or a murderer. A bit extreme, but that was how he thought of new people sometimes.
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Shadoic: "Shadoic." Now that it was warmer (the cold seemed to be a bit better here, thank goodness), she took her time to hover about him in slow circles, not only to study him but because she didn't like to stay in one place for too long. She couldn't think of much to say, which was okay for her, since she didn't like to talk much.
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octo-pie: he stood there awkwardly as she seemed to examine him. As if he wasn't uncomfortable enough before. "Uuh I think i'm going to go to the kitchen and get a snack.." he said before starting to turn around.
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Shadoic: "....Me too." She was hungry. And still curious. So she followed him. "...What to eat?"
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octo-pie: "hm, I don't know. The fridge tends to spit out whatever it feels like, so hopefully we get something good, or at least some good ingredients to make something out of." he said. He was hoping that the fridge would give him some sort of seafood or sweets. "And we also have to watch out for the cutlery, i've seen it be pretty vicious at times. and the plates like to fly away."
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Shadoic: "Ah!" She sounded very happy. "Collect utensils. Forks. Spoons. Knives. Love them." She smiled wistfully, floated beside him. "Kitchen dislikes me."
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octo-pie: "I guess so? ha I don't know." he said, unsure of what she meant by 'collect'. He went up to the fridge, petting it a little and hoping it would calm down and let him open the door. Once he managed to open it, it spit out a hard taco shell full of a weird, purple-tinted meat, and regular lettuce and cheese. It then spit out a few more of the weird tacos and then shut itself again violently. "Well at least it looks somewhat edible." he commented.
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Shadoic: The drawers of the kitchen started to shake a bit violently. There was the sound of silverwear clicking together.
"........" Shadoic just smiled a bit happily, and stared at the drawers. She didn't make any move to open them, however.
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Octo-pie: He held his tacos close to him, and scuttled away from the drawers. "I don't think it's a good idea to stay in here much longer." he said worriedly, eyeing the drawers as he did.
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Shadoic: "..." She nodded in the affirmative, looking a bit amused. The fingers at her side sort of twitched, as if wanting to grab the drawers. But she turned from the shaking, and face Octo-pie, letting him lead once more.
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Octo-pie: He quickly walked out of the room, trying to still show some sort of bravery in the least. He walked out into the dining hall and tried to sit himself down on a seat, but his tentacles got in his way as usual. He managed. He passed Shadoic one of the few weird tacos. "Here. Might as well eat."
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Shadoic: "......." She looked at it. Held it in her hands. Tilted it. Saw it from each angle. Sniffed it. Scrunched up her nose.
She had never seen anything like it, frankly.
"...how?"
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Octo-pie: He sighed a little bit. He pointed to the taco. He opened his mouth boredly and pointed to it. He pointed to the taco again, "this," he repointed to his mouth, "goes in here."
He took a big bite of one of his own tacos. "see?"
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Shadoic: She watched him chew it for a while. Then, she copied him.
And first, her faced scrunched up in this way that showed something was dreadfully wrong, but then she had another bite and returned to normal. Again, she didn't seem to want to say much, just enjoying the odd textures and flavors of the new foodstuff.
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Octo-pie: "I'm guessing you've never had tacos before?" He asked while munching on the taco. Turns out the purple-tinted meat was more salty than he expected. It was pleasantly unexpected, though.
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Shadoic: She nodded her head again in the affirmative. Taco. Ta-co. Ta. Co. What a weird word.
"...Sounds like crunch." She cracked a piece of the taco shell off, resulting in a small snap. "taco!"
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Octo-pie: He nodded at her, "Yes, it's a taco." he said as he took another couple bites, finishing off the taco. "You but a whole art of it in your mouth, and you chew." he explained, "Like I did."
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Shadoic: "...." She stared at him with a sort of frustration. "I know..." She had another bite, being sure to chew very thoroughly for him. Then sort of choked a bit from overdoing it. And turned away shyly until she could swallow. And then just kept breaking off bits of the shell, mutter 'taco' to herself as she did so.
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Octo-pie: 'she's weird.' he thought to himself, he was too polite usually to bother saying anything out loud. "So what exactly do you eat normally?" he dared ask.
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Shadoic: "Hm?" She turned around to face him, her taco shell substantially smaller, some of the purple meat leaking out. "Bread. Blood. Um....." She thought for a moment. "Per... Prah... Pruh... Blood fruit!"
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Octo-pie: He looked at her quizzically, "So what exactly ARE you then?" he questioned. He never knew with the people in this house sometimes. He didn't think he'd ever get to see a regular human.
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Shadoic: "Specter. Shade." She chewed some of her remaining taco shell thoughtfully. "You? Tentacle squishy?" The way she said the last phrase, it was pretty obvious she was saying it as a title, or species. Odd...
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Octo-pie: "Yeah, i'm a half-octopus. And I do have tentacles." he said, moving one of his tentacles up so that he could squeeze it in his hand. "And they're kinda squishy I guess." he said with a shrug.
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Shadoic: She smiled a small, amused smile, her eyes flickering from his face to look at the interesting appendage. She liked this person. He was very interesting, even if he did seem a bit odd and she's one to talk. Wanting to show her new acquaintance interesting things as well, she untucked her necklace from under her cloth. From a black string hung three disembodied fingers. She held it up happily and proudly.
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Octo-pie: "Nice necklace." he said while looking up, letting his tentacle fall back down to his side. "Where'd you get it?" he asked, mostly just for lack of anything better to talk about.
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Shadoic: She smiled even wider. White haired one. Tutor." She looked at her taco, and put it down. Then, she inserted one of the fingers into her mouth. On closer inspection of the two fingers left hanging from the necklace, it was obvious they were a bit chewed and worn.
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octo-pie: he was a bit weirded out by the necklace, so he just looked down at his taco and continued eating it. "So are you in the light tower as well?" he asked, since the hall that they met in was by his tower, the light tower.
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Shadoic: She shook her head no. "mwro--' she popped the finger from her mouth, "Moon." She picked up her taco again. "Exploring's fun."
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Octo-pie: he nodded, "Adventuring is fun." he agreed. "I really like going to the mirror place and the dining hall. And the kitchen can be fun." he commented.
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Shadoic: Her face twitched up when he said 'kitchen', but quickly fixed itself as if nothing had happened. "Collect shinies. Very fun."
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octo-pie: "..shinies? What do you mean?" he asked her. There were many shiny things in the mansion, so she could've been talking about anything.
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Shadoic: "Um......" She thought again, a quizzical look on her face. "Ah!" Getting up, she quickly moved to a part of the room. It seemed like any random corner. That is, until she too a knife that was hidden in her cloth, and shoved it in one of the wooden panels of the wall. prying it off, a good-sized pile of random nic-naks was uncovered. They were all very shiny.
Taking a few, she brought them over for Octo-pie to see. "Hidden around. My collection." She smiled happily, but stared at him with an intensity that suggested she still was wondering if he was trustworthy. Her shinies were serious business.
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Octo-pie: He loved the look of shiny things, but not as much as she seemed to. When she pulled out all of her shiny things his eyes lit up a bit. "Whoa this house has some neat stuff, huh?" He commented
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Shadoic: She nodded rather excitedly, liking his answer. "Lots outside. On people, too." She smiled happily at her precious collection, not quite ready to put them away yet.
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Octo-pie: "Yeah, this mansion surely is something." he replied, "And so are the house guests." he mused. He looked around the dining hall. There were a few other houseguests here now. He never really noticed before now.
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Shadoic: Following his gaze, she saw the other guests and immediately let out a shocked 'meep', before hurrying to shove the shinies in their hiding place and replace the panel. Then she scurried back and sat next to Octo-pie, her eyes flickering left and right while trying to look 'casual'. But she looked very suspicous instead.
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