Kato's Generic Art/Writing/Creative Topic

[Kato]

Kato's Generic Art/Writing/Creative Topic

General topic for anything vaguely nifty I come up with.

Art:
Larry & Jesse
Fill in for a secret santa. I knew Neekko wouldn't kill me, and I liked Larry anyway. He's a pretty modest guy to turns into a hulkish monster, which gave me terrible ideas.

Kei's Head
More or less just a concept I suppose. Head with a long tongue, wild hair, and flames. Because fire is cool.

Otto
Bridgeport idea that never really panned out. He was going to be an alien naturalist, blending in with earthling society as we are a 'fascinating and endangered species.'

Mash
Bridgeport character which I DO still plan on using someday when I draw him more/finish him. I'm stuck on his animal form, as I am not good at drawing animals. XD He is a 9-tailed fox, and he's super-super-strong.

[Kato]

This was a short mini-story I wrote out to develop the personalities of Kei, Jesse, and Mash. Mash, is not official BP yet, but maybe someday he will be.

"I learned a new word today." Jesse grinned and stroked his small spittle of a goatee once as he entered his home apartment. "It's a word which describes you perfectly. 'Callipygian'."

Kei looked up from the couch, turning away from the TV with coffee in hand. "What the hell?"

"Look it up some time. I promise it's a compliment." Jesse yawned and stretched, scratching his ribs slightly. "By the way, you're here awfully late tonight. Did you wait up for me? You're so sweet."

"No." He said very harshly. "I'm not going on a hunt tonight. Someone's been snooping around, asking for me. Someone very dangerous." Kei took a sip. He'd only vaguely remembered a conversation he'd eavesdropped on. He was quite curious this afternoon to have seen a nine-tails prowling around. Such beasts from his native land were extremely rare in other countries. But this one, being a nine-tailed fox, was even more unique to behold. Something so elusive would not have been so public without purpose. Discovering that purpose however, was terrifying. Kei had overheard the nine-tails, decked out in a tribal regalia, asking around for him, using an old, old, photo. Kei had slipped away unnoticed, positive that the creature had not seen him. His blood felt frozen with fear, and he went straight home to hide.

"Dangerous, huh? What kind of dangerous? Sexy? Seducable?" Jesse wound his left shoulder a bit to release some tension.

"Neither. And he's a shapeshifter." Kei settled a bit.

"Oooh! Kinky. I remember the last shapeshifter I came across. Beeyotch kept trying to one-up me."

"What did you do?"

"I'm shocked you'd care so much about my work." Jesse shrugged and continued proudly. "I dosed her with amphetamines, and had her on her knees five minutes later." It's funny how some of the tight-lipped chicks'll scorn and stare, and tell you how much they disapprove of demons. Then once you crank up your pheromones, and just so much as touch them, and they'll be begging for a free ride. People these days are so weak willed. Men, women... doesn't matter if they're gay or straight. If you press the right buttons, you can make em' sit, roll over, and fetch."

"What does that have to do with shapeshifters?" Kei shot Jesse a quizzical look.

"Shifties as I like to call them, tend to think that they're better than everyone else, because they can copy everyone else. But deep down they tend to be really insecure. So if he's a shapeshifter, then he's both sexy AND seducable."

"You have NO shame." Kei took a sip. "I think this one would dominate you. He's....he's a yokai."

"Does he give detachable head?" Jesse looked at his roommate with a pleased expression, and was satisfied by the angry look he got from the Nukekubi.

"No, sir. He is NOT a nukekubi, and he does NOT have a detachable head. He's a nine-tails. A fox."

"Oh, like a were-wolf? Well I prefer to avoid bestiality when I can. I hate turning all the big-dogs into whimpering puppies, but if you need some serious help, I AM Mr. Fix-it."

"No. I want you to stay as far away from the nine-tails as you can. I'm hoping he'll move on. If I attempt to leave now, he'll surely capture me. And then....then I don't know." Kei pondered this. Nine-tails were not typically cruel, but now and then it could happen. If this creature did mean to kill Kei, then Kei wanted to avoid him at any cost. A nine-tails was not just another victim. It was a serious threat.

"All right, I know the drill. By the way, I've met my archnemesis today..."

"Really? What was it, a hole that's just a little bit too large for you?"

"You're in rare form tonight." Jesse pondered. Kei was not a person to frequently make jokes, or even to have an intrest in anything except killing. "And if you must know, there's NO hole too big for me." he beamed proudly. "No, it was a woman. Some kind of vampire or half-vampire. Nice looking face, but cold as the lowest level of hell."

"She turned you down flat, didn't she?"

"I didn't even try. I hate vampires. Snobby little pricks, and their blood-sucking habits. I was trying to grab a piece of her little boytoy she was dragging around today. Nerdy little guy, about yeigh high." He indicated with his hand how tall the man was. "Nice hair. Subtle face. Skinny body, but you know what they say about nerds. Jocks only think about themselves. Nerds only think about sex. I don't care how much of a prude he wants to be, I totally have him picked out."

"Didn't get very far, did you?"

"No. I was going through good old routine number 24."

"Number 24. Tossing a volleyball into someone's face, and apologizing to start the conversation."

"Yeah." Jesse finally move to the couch, and straddled the back of it. "I botched it. I didn't get in much more than a hello before that vampire chika jumped in with her bouncy-barrels, and shoved me out of the arena."

"I'm shocked that you didn't just crank up your seduction powers."

"I would have, but then she'd have started to get itchy too. It gets complicated when you're trying to seduce more than one person at a time. Anyway, her Bill Nye boyfriend probably was 100% straight. Might be a shame to spoil his innocence like that. But I swear, if that woman EVER interrupts me in the middle of a job, I will drop kick her into a fit of screaming pleasure before she has time to say 'NO'."

"Brave words, Jesse. Now leave me alone. I must contemplate my situation."

"No problem, big guy. I've got a day with a hunky blonde tonight. We'll be in later. I'm just home to tidy up."

Kei cocked a brow. "And does this man know about this date prior to it happening?"

Jesse grinned. "Do they ever?" Then sidled off to his room, amused with himself.

---

It took more than two hours of calming himself in the forests surrounding the Raza's home before Mash was at last ready to make an acquaintance of Kei. Apparently, Kei had retained his ancient murderous ways, and had been taking lives nearly every night for several centuries. But the recognizable handiwork had ceased the past few evenings, meaning Kei knew he was here. It was now only a matter of meeting him and confronting him; a task Mash found nearly impossible. Distracted in his thoughts, he didn't even pick up on the scent of an intruder until the cracking of a twig perked his ears. He slowly rose from his seated position, and turned to look upon the interloper.

Kei had gotten tired of waiting. With his magatama dangling and bouncing on his chest, he cautiously approached the nine-tails, scared out of his wits, but prepared. "You've been asking around for me." He snorted, then slowly bowed low, and crept onto his knees in penitence.

Mash was suddenly overwhelmed with fury at the sight of the Magatama. He remained speechless, and turned to Kei fiercely, his body shaking with anger. The deaths he'd caused now made sense. He had been stockpiling souls to retain a level of immortality. Sacrificing millions to serve himself. Mash figured there would be an explanation, but somehow, someway, he didn't want to hear it. He wanted to believe Kei was pure evil, free from redemption, and deserving of death. That would make this confrontation infinitely more comfortable.

"Well? Why did you want to find me? If you were so desperate to kill me, you'd have done so by now." Kei stated.

"I have been avoiding the act. I don't believe any execution is justified, regardless of the crime. Death is only the easy way. But it's a path is am urging myself to take."

"A compassionate demon-fox. And they say I'M crazy. Well, it seems you didn't just come here to kill me. So what is it then? You want to take back my magatama? Beat me senseless? Get it over with, fox."

Mash frowned. "No. I came here...I came her out of curiosity. And maybe on a little bit of hope. Several hundreds of years ago, you saved my life. You killed a poacher who had entrapped me, and then set me free. Such an act of good will towards nature was commendable. But as I sought you ought to repay your kindness, I discovered your true self. The face of a killer!"

"Yes? And?" Kei shrugged.

"Do you feel no compassion for the dead? Has your hatred of humanity irremovably engraved itself into your heart?"

"Ha ha ha..." Kei laughed quietly, very much amused. "And here I thought you kitsune were a regal species. I always pictured you as savage animals who live only to make mankind miserable. I thought your cunning and intellect would make any man tremble as if you were a God. But all I see before me is an ignorant child." He raised a hand to silence the fox.

Mash growled, but remained steadfast, and intent.

Kei continued. "Listen to me. I was not born a monster. I was a man. And it was the actions of man that led me to becoming a living curse. As long as man breeds evil, so shall the creatures who lurk within it thrive. I do not kill out of any misguided sense of duty or honor, or hatred. I kill simply because I am a Nukekubi, and killing is all that we know. It is all anyone born of mankind knows. But I just have the opportunity to act upon it. Take a good look at the world around you. Removing the hell-spawned humans from existence is a blessing!"

Mash moved quickly, and struck a punch at Kei. A sharp crack signaled Kei's neck snapping and his head turning sharply to face his backside at an angle. Mash stared vacantly at his handiwork.

The magatama glowed as Kei's hands reached up to the twisted head, rotating it back to normalcy. "And so my point is made. You cannot resist your nature any more than I. And yet you still try to, whereas I have learned to accept it. And to think, all this time I thought you just came here to kill me. How silly of me."

Mash furiously let loose with a barrage of bone-crushing strikes, rending Kei limb from limb. He viciously mauled the remains until Kei had been torn to scraps. He stood up, feeling much better, and shook his hands to clean an element of blood from them, and wiped at the stain around his mouth. "Get up."

After a moment of silence, whatever remains were intact, vanished into a golden fire, before redistributing themselves around the Magatama. Kei was huddled on the ground, terrified, and breathing heavily.

"And since when is it the nature of the wicked to fear death? I bet you don't even know why you kill people anymore. You've just been at it for so long, it's a routine. And because you've been unopposed for so long, you've forgotten what it means to fear your own mortality. And I wager you're a lot more terrified of death than you think. You're comforted only by the fact that the magatama can resurrect you. But now that you're facing me, you're suddenly afraid I'll destroy it."

"LEAVE ME!" Kei lashed out at Mash, screaming in a paralyzing voice.

Mash was unphased by the noise. "Kei. I have now heard your side of the story, and I am going to judge you. I cannot ever forgive you for the lives you have already taken, but I cannot allow them to be taken from you. From now on, for every person you kill, I will kill you twice myself, to ensure that you gain no benefit from murder."

"I SAID LEAVE ME!" Kei attempted to crawl away, clutching his knotted stomach.

"But I'm not done yet, Kei. I feel I should mention that I've been around for more than 800 years. A life that long has made me very...very...creative. Tearing you to scraps is but a pleasure cruise compared to some of the darkest ways I have to kill you. And I know plenty of methods so painful, that merely speaking them to you will make your soul quiver in terror." He violently grabbed Kei by the scalp, and pulled him up close, to whisper into his ear.

Kei shuddered violently in fright, pulling away from the nine-tails, and backing up into a tree.

"What was that you said Kei? That my cunning and intellect should make any man tremble, as if I was a God? You're trembling now, Kei. Maybe you should have listened to yourself. And lay off the killing, okay?" he gave Kei a pat on the head. "Good talk. I'll keep in touch. And don't try hiding from me. Now that I've found you, there is no escape." Mash moved off silently, and calmly. He needed to find a spring to wash himself of Kei's blood.

Kei remained panting in his seated position, absolutely terrified of the future. After all of these years, his evil had finally caught up to him, and there was no escaping his punishment, now, and forever.

[jollyjohanna]

Great pictures and great story! I especially likes the Larry & Jesse. Poor Kei, I almost feel sorry for him.

By the way: I looked up 'callipygian.' Hee hee.