A STUDY IN ... THE BEAST BENEATH THE MOONLIGHT, NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI.

beast beneath the moonlight is a regenerative and transformative ability that grants the user the physical and instinctual assets of a large predatory wildcat. in atsushi's instance, this manifests as a large white tiger. the exact species is undisclosed in the manga, but for my portrayal, i follow that though atsushi's tiger isn't truly a recognized species physiologically speaking ⸻ the genome would most closely resemble a siberian tiger. ( although, i don't think beast beneath the moonlight in of itself is a tiger. the animal, or beast, differs from user to user. ) it could be a bear, a wolf, anything really. but the beast is always bigger and stronger than any living species. for a better picture, the tiger:

stands six feet tall at the shoulders.

is fourteen feet long from nose to rump, excluding a an additional three feet of tail.

weighs in at one thousand two hundred pounds.

has a bite force of 1800 psi, strong enough to crush a skull like a watermelon and bite clean through a car door.

has six inch long claws, with a swipe force capable of disembowelling a human in a single strike.

is capable of running forty five miles an hour, though notably only for short bursts at a time due to it's bulk.

has vision so advanced it could lock onto the movement of someone’s breathing chest at a football field’s distance, in the moonlight.

can hear a whispered conversation from one thousand feet away.

has a sense of smell so strong it can smell the iron in your blood and track you like a heat seeking missile.

and just some other tid bits i'd like to share about my portrayal:

the transformation is not kind. it's bones snapping in half and refusing together in new shapes, muscle being shredded and stitched, skin tearing and stretching, teeth forcing through gums. it's incredibly painful.

it's involuntary, and the user blacks out, often not remembering much or any of what's happened while they'd lost their humanity.

however, with the voluntary shifting atsushi's been granted now with the agency, he does retain his sense of self and memories. he is still capable of losing that control under extreme emotions.

atsushi can feel the tiger pacing in his mind. it feels like a slight headache going back and forth from the right side of his head to the left, across his forehead.

𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐨𝐧𝐞:   a poetic look into the mind of n.akajima a.tsushi.

beast beneath the moonlight is a regenerative and transformative ability that grants the user the physical and instinctual assets of a large predatory wildcat. in atsushi's instance, this manifests as a large white tiger. the exact species is undisclosed in the manga, but for my portrayal, i follow that though atsushi's tiger isn't truly a recognized species physiologically speaking ⸻ the genome would most closely resemble a siberian tiger. ( although, i don't think beast beneath the moonlight in of itself is a tiger. the animal, or beast, differs from user to user. ) it could be a bear, a wolf, anything really. but the beast is always bigger and stronger than any living species. for a better picture, the tiger:

stands six feet tall at the shoulders.

is fourteen feet long from nose to rump. ( excluding a an additional three feet of tail. )

weighs in at one thousand two hundred pounds.

has a bite force of 1800 psi. ( strong enough to crush a skull like a watermelon and bite clean through a car door. )

has six inch long claws, with a swipe force capable of disembowelling a human in a single strike.

is capable of running forty five miles an hour, though notably only for short bursts at a time due to it's bulk.

has vision so advanced it could lock onto the movement of someone’s breathing chest at a football field’s distance. ( in the moonlight. )

can hear a whispered conversation from one thousand feet away.

has a sense of smell so strong it can smell the iron in your blood. ( and track you like a heat seeking missile. )

and just some other tid bits i'd like to share about my portrayal:

the transformation is not kind. it's bones snapping in half and refusing together in new shapes, muscle being shredded and stitched, skin tearing and stretching, teeth forcing through gums. it's incredibly painful.

it's involuntary, and the user blacks out, often not remembering much or any of what's happened while they'd lost their humanity.

however, with the voluntary shifting atsushi's been granted now with the agency, he does retain his sense of self and memories. he is still capable of losing that control under extreme emotions.

atsushi can feel the tiger pacing in his mind. it feels like a slight headache going back and forth from the right side of his head to the left, across his forehead.

ATSUSHI DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT WHEN SHE TEXTED. he'd been so deep into the research files on his computer screen that the hum of his phone against the wooden desk jolted him in alarm. not for long, of course, because the tiger had the sound of her chosen ringtone memorized the same way he had the sound of her heartbeat. ( don't get lunch today! blinked at him through the white light haze, and he tilts his head, stomach growling like he hadn't even realized he was hungry until now. ) he responds with quick, clumsy fingers and a fond smile on his face before the lock screen clicks back into blackness, sat neatly on the corner of his desk once more.

not twenty minutes have passed, and he smells her before he sees or hears her. she smells like the faint lather of her rose bar soap and the air of his favorite bakery downtown. and atsushi twirls in his swivel chair to face the door, eyes big and boyish with pending excitement, because she smells like his favorite bakery. and when she finally walks in, it's like the sun walked in with her, because the room undeniably gets brighter.