Not a Monster

(requested by several users, and including non-verbal actions. Add pronouns/rephrase as needed!)

HUMAN

“Who locked you up in here?” “So you’re the beast they were talking about.” “Calm down, I’m not the one who put you in there!” “I’m going to try getting you out. Just hold still.” “Why would they put you in there?” “Hello? Can you understand me?” “No, I’m not letting you out.” “We’re going to make sure you rot in there.” “I’ll only let you out if you promise not to eat me alive.” “Are you in some kind of trouble?” “Stop struggling, I’m trying to help you!” “You’re staying in there until we find out what you are.” “You poor thing. Why would anyone do this to you?” “If you cooperate, we might just set you free.” “I can’t let you out. They’ll just come after you again.” “How long have you been in there?” “You weren’t born in that tank, were you?” “Your freedom is just the price to pay for our very important research.” “I’ll cut you down, just stop struggling!” “I’m not going to hurt you, I just need to cut these ropes.” “Stop howling, they can hear you a mile away!” *taps on the glass* *waves* “Can you hear me through the glass?” *holds up a note to the glass* [insert message]

MONSTER

South gives a little snicker, looking them up and down before her eyes fall back to the circlet of flowers. She’s shaking a little, a wide smile hidden behind her helmet.

“Can you stop shedding feathers in the shower? Or at least clean them up afterwards?”

“Sorry about my cat. she/he really, really likes feathery things.”

“Hold on, your feathers are looking a bit disheveled. Want me to straighten them out for you?”

“Can you actually… use those things?”

“Oh my god. You have wings.”

“How is this even possible?”

“Hey, what’s up with your back? You look like a professional olympic swimmer on steroids.”

“You flew for six hours? Come here, you’re getting a back rub.” 

“Did someone try and pluck a feather again? Are they dead?”

“What on earth happened to you? Have your wings been trimmed? Wh- are you ok?!”

“…Where are your wings? What happened to you?”

“So, like… do you just cut holes in your clothes and stuff?”

“Underwear must be confusing.”

If you like a response I made, you are more than allowed to just take it and make it into a thread. Some of you do this already, but others might need a bit of a verbal confirmation to let them know that they are more than allowed to do so. When I put a lot of effort into something, I really do enjoy when it sparks the need to turn things into threads with people. Whatever random situation I put our muses in normally something that I’ve wanted to write for a while, and I assume that you do too because you sent me the thing in the first place!