Zurui

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Simplistic to say the most this character is a simple anthro-cobra with the upper body of a scaled human and the lower half of a muscular bodied serpent. Has emerald green eyes and a cobra hood. Onto the back of his hood his family's crest has been tattooed. As a naga he has two stomachs, the first holds prey (or mates) and does not digest. the second, lower stomach is capable of digestion.

As far as his anatomy goes he has a snake's anatomy, for the most part. His cocks, yes there's two of them (( 7.5 inches long and roughly the size of a half dollar each )), are located that the 'waist' of his torso where his human and naga halves meet. His cloaca, in other words the slit between his scales at the end of his digestive tract, is located roughly 2 and a half feet from the tip of his tail. It is marked by a pair of scales instead of the usual strip scale found on his belly scales. As an adult the naga has a strong paralytic venom that lasts only a minute or two. He prefers his prey alive and wriggling if possible and will keep himself coiled around a prey item until his venom wears off. As an adult naga he has a 40-45 foot body length (depends on how stretched out he is. This can be lengthened or shortened depending on player preference.) and is roughly 1.5 feet in diameter where his torso meets his coils.


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This is a basic history and will be updated as I write in with this character.

Zurui was the last in his clutch of six to hatch and was also the smallest. As the runt of his clutch he was given special care to ensure his health. His childhood only differed from his hatchmates in that prey was provided to him instead of him needing to hunt it. Upon reaching adulthood Zurui was put through his family's customary coming of age procedures.

Of the five remaining nagalings, only three passed their family's Coming of age tests and with their failure the second of their families customs was enacted. For their failure they were devoured by their siblings to strengthen those that were considered adults. Zurui was picked as one of the devourers, as he was considered the runt of his clutch. He and one of the remaining hatchmates were set to the task and at the day's end Zurui's stomach writhed beneath him as his brother struggled for his release. Even as his brother squirmed inside of him his sire hovered above him, diligently applying their family's insignia to the young cobra's hood.

As he aged Zurui found he had no real preference as to what sex he mated with, however, when he was discovered with another male in his family he was banished and disowned.
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This is Zurui's detailed history that I'm working on

Zurui yawned from his pedestal, the young cobras hood spread slightly in the warm rays of the morning sun as his maw gaped. Around him he felt to warm black scales of his brothers as they slumbered in the basking pedestal of their clan's home. The pedestal; an alabaster rise with a slight bowling feature, held six of the slumbering neophytes in the warming sun. Zurui had awoke with his caretaker's entrance. The larger cobra's scales exuded the same obsidian shine as his siblings' with a singular exception, near her chest scales an anthro-lapine squirmed in her grip.

Zurui's tongue flitted from his mouth in anticipation of his delivered meal. Since his hatchdate was later than his brothers' he was deemed the runt of his clutch. This meant that he was to be cared for explicitly to ensure he had as much of a chance of survival as his brothers. That had included having his meals caught and brought to him. Zurui began detangling himself from his slumbering siblings as Kyuushi neared him. "Good morning Kyuushi" He said quietly, as he smiled at his caretaker.

"How are you today Zurui?" She said with a near identical smile. In truth Kyuushi was Zurui's older sister with a separation of a few years between their clutches. Still, as a female, she was required to look after the nagaling as if he was her own. She gently set the struggling lapine on his own feet in front of Zurui after their greeting and scooted back a bit. The rabbit gave a small whimper as he stepped back. Kyuushi hissed softly behind the lapine and made the boy stop again. There had only been one exit and currently Kyuushi was blocking it.

The bunny had no intention of simply accepting defeat and with one spry leap, darted to a corner. He made a single mistake however in darting past the basking neophytes. His scent alerted them all to prey being in the room and soon five more sets of emerald eyes watched him. He whimpered in the corner as Zurui bore down on him, the nagaling taking a deliberately slow approach to avoid startling his prey. Without much warning the bunny was pounced by the naga, his coils wrapping around the startled lapine as Zurui embraced him. The bunny continued thrashing in the serpents grasp but with Zurui's coils in place all the lapine could manage was a few weak kicks of his legs.

"Shhhh just relax little one..." Zurui cooed near the lapine's long ears. "I promise if you behave it won't hurt." He whispered as his tongue flitted out against the bunny's headfur.

"Please..lemme go..I don't wanna die." The rabbit whispered, on the verge of tears. Zurui gave no response and in a few seconds the rabbit's world was plunged into darkness as Zurui's maw descended over him. Moments later the room fell quiet again as Kyuushi turned to leave, smiling as Zurui hoisted himself back into the basking nest. His brother's moved close to him, sharing their warmth as the squirms of Zurui's latest prey died out into quiet whimpers. Zurui could only smile at the small pushes and kicks the bunny gave with each idle stroke of his hand across the bulge in his abdomen. One by one each of his brother's fell back to slumber as tails and coils entwined again in an affectionate embrace that settled Zurui as well into slumber once again.

-=Timeskip=-

Two days have passed since Zurui's last meal and the day for his clutch's rites of passage was upon himself and his hatchmates. The task was simple enough. The neophytes needed only to catch a targeted prey item within an hour. If the prey escaped or eluded capture for an hour the nagaling would fail to be recognized as an adult. When it came to Zurui's turn the hunt began rather quickly. A human girl roughly his age was scented and then released into the area.

Like his brothers before him He stalked his prey, agilely weaving from branch to branch as he waited for his opportunity. Finally the girl tripped over a root and fell, hitting the ground in a daze. Zurui lowered himself from the branch and pressed down over her, his coils weighting the thrashing human down as she screamed in fear of her life. Zurui rolled his eyes at the display and rolled her onto her back to face him as his tail coiled lightly around her midsection. "Would you shut up." Zurui said as he brought his hand up over the female's mouth. "Jeez you'd think I was searing your skin with a branding iron." He said, as his hood flexed out over the girl. "If you'd have listened to what father said you'd have realized we aren't supposed to kill you." he muttered, as he shifted his body off of the girl.

"But...you're a naga..." She said, gently pushing at the serpent's coils. Zurui's only response was to yawn in boredom.

"Whatever just get up I don't wanna be late." Zurui muttered, lifting the girl to her feet and making his way back to the elders. The walk was short and when he came into site of the house his clan owned a pair of ebony naga's made their way out and seized the girl. Needless to say Zurui was passed and the rites continued with his brothers. The day seemed to drag on as his brother's continued their tests. Zurui has gone second, after another one of his brothers had passed. The next neophyte to be tested was the first to fail of the six, the fourth passed with barely a few minutes to spare and the fifth and sixth failed miserably, allowing their prey to escape. In the end the brothers stood divided, with Zurui, Shuurajou and Kaji standing apart from their failed brothers.

After a few minutes their sire returned to the room and was told by the elders the results of the rites of passage. The next part of the rites was unique to their clan, those that were failed were to be consumed and live on within their brothers who had passed. When it came to Zurui's turn, his sire was busy applying their clan insignia to his remaining siblings. He approached his brother, Kaze seeming a bit depressed at the situation. The clutch had become very tightly bonded over the year leading to this moment and the thought of his brother never being with him again was not something he would have liked. He was given a choice by the elders however, he would obey the rite or he would be in Kaze's position.

With that thought in mind Zurui scooted closer to Kaze and hugged him close, his tail coiling around his brother's as his jaws unhinged. He pressed down over Kaze's head and swallowed as he hands steadied his brother's arms. His brother put up very little struggle, knowing his brother could simply paralyze him with venom if he had to, he resigned himself and he relaxed his coils around Zurui as his brother's jaws moved past his waist. Zurui sensed his brother surrendering as he continued working his brother's coils into his maw while gently stroking over the enlarging bulge in his abdomen with his tailtip. With one last swallow Zurui pulled what remained of his brother's tail into his throat, slurping it down like a noodle as he rubbed the shifting bulge in his midsection.

Behind him now his father gently ran a clawed fingertip down his spine, causing the young cobra to spread his hood with a small shudder. Zurui churred softly as his brother continued shifting about inside his stomach while his father applied their family insignia to his hood. After today he would be considered an adult in the eyes of his clan.
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Pet of Alexandria_Sai

Marked Pets/Prey; Mouse_Link, Murray

All marked prey and slaves will have Zurui's crest burned into their skin by his venom.

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Friends

Jay
Timber
Yamato
Kitasani
Kauket
Aurrel
Mouse_Link

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Stuff I'd like to rp

Mice
Graphic constriction
Violence such as envenomation
Snuff
Or both! Both is good too! >w<

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Alright as far as preferences go if you don't see it below I don't care for it

>>Note about RPing with me and my alts<<

No.1 I am busy on occasion and if I have to I may drop an rp to do something with my family. Shit happens. Don't assume I hate you or I don't want to rp with you because I will tell you if I have to leave and quite simply it means I have a life.

No.2 I'm fond of characters that aren't precocious little things that want to beat around the bush for hours and hours. If you wanna rp vore with a character, tell me and get on with it.

No.3 About situational rps. If you want a specific scene make something good you know? Be descriptive and for god sakes if I see first person like "I do this" or "it makes me feel like" I will warn you once then drop you.

No.4 Don't stalk an alt. Don't just camp out and ask me if I want to rp all night as it does get old. If I don't want to rp and I tell you I don't want to rp it means I either don't have the time, am in an rp on another character, or I am flat out busy.

No.5 Break any of these lil guidelines and I will ignore you, period.

>03:43:53 Zurui: I told the guy in the sniping tower to watch the fucking stares and he stands up there looking over the field going Deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrp!!!! <~ Why I hate halo reach at 3 am

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