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Pet People

The AU!Pet Person Meme (Shipping & Smut)
>> premise | |
Hello, and welcome to The Care and Keeping of Your Pet! As you surely know, a pet is a big responsibility, and we're so glad you've decided to be a conscientious master. A safe pet is a happy pet, and this handbook is certain to keep your precious lifelong friend as content as can be. The history of the animal person is a long and difficult one, with their origins not being known even to this day. However, scientists believe that despite our common appearance - most animal people have humanoid forms except for the ears, tails, and sometimes teeth - we share no common ancestry, even if the ascent of this species corresponds with that of the homo sapiens. We gained dominance over each breed thousands of years ago, beginning with the dog type, who have long been considered "man's best friend." Most breeds these days are docile and perfect for owners of any speed. Of course, it is our duty as the superior species to take care of these animal creatures, and this is inherent in their genetic makeup. Everyone knows that an animal person, when matched with their correct human master, is loyal for life - a true "soulmate," if you will. Far be it for us to turn this away! Ever since the Great Domestication, these intelligent and loving animals have served us as friends, workmates, guardians, servants, and sexual companions and will for years to come. Despite recent hubbub from so-called "Pet People's Rights Activists," this way of life is wholesome and good. Scientific research shows that the natural desire of the pet person is to be owned and cared for by a human. So, it's your first pet. What do you need to know?
With that said, thank you and welcome to your first day as a pet's master! |
>> how to play | |
Needless to say, The Care and Keeping of Your Pet is a bit biased and full of propaganda, but it gives a good idea of the world your character is now AU's into. They are either a pet person or a human master, and what that means for them varies. So are they a devoted pet or a rebellious animal person looking to buck the system? A generous master or a cruel sexual sadist? Just a normal pet owner? Most likely they're something in between, but when you're raised in this world, it's difficult to see anything different on the horizon. Rules
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[He giggled a little, doing nothing to stop Prompto as the feather was placed in his hair, and even turning his head slightly for him when he saw what he was doing. With a mischievous flutter of his eyelashes, he asked.]
Think I could pass for a bird?
[His hair was a vivid golden blonde naturally, not being too far off the natural color of a chocobo. He put up the hair dryer, and grabbed a little washcloth to dab away any berry bits that Prompto had on his face.]
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Can you sing? [He'll give a little croon of sound like a chocobo calling for a chick, a sound he's heard but can't remember from his past.]
If you can sing, you can pass for a bird.
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How's that?
[Reaching out, he took Prompto's hand to lead him out of the pen, not too worried. Prompto was... spirited, but he was a good boy.]
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[Prompto immediately gave a thrill of sound somewhere from the back of his throat and took the hand, taking a breath when he was outside of the pen and letting go, stretching himself out as if he couldn't do it in there.]
Maaaaaan. I don't know why I always feel so cooped up in there but this always feels like the best. <
[He had more than enough room to stretch and move in his pen, but outright running was never going to be a thing.]
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[He led him by the hand at first, until they got up front and he had to spend a little time telling the receptionist that he was taking Prompto for a walk and get everything sorted. Fortunately, or unfortunately, people tended to be a little 'lax' there because there wasn't much at risk. Who was going to complain if one of the pets disappeared? No one would even notice outside of the kennel.
He led him outside to a fairly modern street. The kennel was a small building seemingly shoved in the middle of a bunch of other buildings, plopped somewhere in the middle of a city. It wasn't the place to go and see nature, but there were different options around.]
Where do you want to go? We could walk down the trail in the park. Or go to the Daylight Festival. Or... We could always go to the mall.
[He liked to give some options, let the pets see the world. Sometimes he'd throw things like 'the museum' or a monument in there. He didn't want their outdoor time to be as monotonous as their indoor time.]
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Anywhere! [Prompto was trying to look at everything at once, but he knew Thistle would want him to decide so he thought on it before tilting his head.] Daylight Festival? What's that?
[Then tilted his head up to the sun. It made his feathers brighter, brought out the freckles on his cheeks. His talons scraped against the sidewalk before he lifted a foot up, balanced easily on one leg as the other tried to tuck it itself up agaisnt his body. Sun bathing was always a good plan, too.]
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Nothing that unique. Just a little festival with some games and rides. And shops.
[He already started walking that way, letting Prompto follow him on his own.]
There's a big slide and a fun house there. Should be lots of good food, too.
[Now that they were outside, they could actually hear the sounds of the festival in the distance. Yelling and screaming and hundreds of people chattering away.]
I think there's even a pet show.
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As in me kind of pet or actual animal pet-pets?
[He might have been a pet himself, if someone would adopt him, but he had an absolute fascination with other animals.]
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You know, I'm not sure. We can check when we get there.
[He slowed for a moment to get close to him.]
If there's a show for birds I should enter you in it and win a bunch of money for "Cutest Chocobo".
[The entrance to the festival had some non-spectacular booths just behind an archway. It was a small local gathering, so everything was stuff that could be put together and taken apart in a matter of days.
He paused as they approached a large public fountain where someone was taking pictures for money.]
Should we get a picture? Then we'll have something to remember each other by.