(mah-jor-ah)
The Little Ogre, Brat, Imp, Majora
Forever a child
Male
Crush: No
Voice: **The Skull Kid's voice is very bizarre. It's got a sharp, rather child-like quality to it. It also has a very unique echo-like effect.
generally mischievous
playful
curious
child
naive
does not age
mortal
selfish
rude
proud
grudging
stubborn
cowardly (sometimes)
hot tempered
attention-seeking
lonely
⋄likes⋄
music
dancing
masks
games
first forest
twilight
night
⋄dislikes⋄
adults- fears
fire-fears
snow/cold **He will only go near an adult if it catches his attention (interesting traits/appearance), if he is unaware it is an adult, or if he has managed to develop a bond with it
⋄Majora's Mask⋄
Majora's Mask is the source of the Skull Kid's second name Majora
The mask was created by an ancient tribe for hexing rituals, later hidden away upon realizing it's chaotic power. It's location and existence was long lost to many. The Skull Kid came across it's holder one day by chance, and robbed him of it, unaware of it's power.
The Mask's power combined with his childish outlooks can be dangerous.
His "humor" can become cruel, and his pranks very malicious.
If provoked too far he can become dangerously destructive, even deadly.
The mask can communicate with him subtly, presenting itself as his own thoughts. The Skull Kid does not recognize the influences of the mask, and if confronted about it he will deny it.
He scarcely takes it off completely, and when he does it is from his own choice.
⋄powers⋄
levitation, or something similar in nature
transformation/deformation of others (transform spell)
cursing (giving physical/emotional pain)
hallucination
⋄fawn⋄ •
fawn body
stronger than average fawn
majora's mask
unnaturally agile
avoids contact fighting
⋄kid⋄
11-12 years old
reddish cloak
lives within woods
unnaturally agile
stronger than most kids
flute
short blowgun
avoids contact fighting
Jorogumo- Mother-figure, strong ties with
Tusse- Acquaintance, curious
*****- Acquaintance, friendly
"C'mere, brat!" The doe suddenly hissed, yanking Majora to her and rolling on her back, flopping him onto her stomach. During the sudden movement, one would hardly think her leg to be broken.
He continued squirming voicing his dissaproval. Without prevail he gave up, mumbling something incoherent. "Pfft, well, I could beat you if I had 8 legs too you know....." he trailed off
"Well, ya dont so get over it!," She said, her pincer's teasingly snapping at his face, though like a feet away.
She pushed her forehead against the mask, purring contentedly.
his head slumped, peering through the wooden mask he got glimpses of her black eyes between clumps and strands off her hair. He continued his usual murmurs, rolling his eyes behind his false ones
why is majora so moe all the time?!
don't ya just wanna kickrape PET him?!
"I do too have friends!" he complained. He shifted his shoulders under the does grip, trying to worm his way out or at least move his legs out of this uncomfortable position.
"Mmm..really? But why do I always see you alone, my dear?" The doe asked, loosening her grip and holding him in a better position. She kept her pitless, black eyes fixated on his masked one's, not caring whether he could see them or not.
His ears lowered. "Because......what does it matter to you anyway?" he snapped, feeling a bit defensive. Why did any of it matter? Non of the other Skull Kids played with him anyway, and anyone who did was long gone. He sighed to himself "Like its all that hard to guess...." he began "It's pretty obvious no one wants to be friends with a thing like me."
"I don't understand why anyone wouldn't."
"You may be a bit fiesty and maybe rough around the edges, but I don't see anything bad about you," The doe replied, touching the mask gently with a hoof, barely touching it really.
She tilted her head. "Tell me, Majora...do you have a family?"
he held silence for a while. "......no." He was no longer looking at her face, and his ears were going in the other direction. A distraction, please let there be one but nothing came to his pleas.
She frowned, her eyes flicking around as she thought to herself. She formed a small smile and touched the top of his head gently, petting an ear. "Well...would you like to be a part of one?" She asked, eyes unblinking. It was the least she could do for the poor boy.
He was a little taken aback. Him? how could he possibly be asked into a family? But no matter how negative Skull Kid tried to make the situation he couldn't suppress a large grin spreading over his hidden face as his odd laughter streamed out. "Are you sure about that? " He asked.
"Because you know.....
Once you make a deal with me, there's nooo going back." He continued to laugh.
She giggled at the odd laugh for a moment, and her eyes went cold, narrowed into slits. "Oh, I know what I'm getting myself into. You need some manners, some discipline...a firm hand for sure..." She said with a tone,
her eyes still narrowed for a few moments then flashing back to normal.
"You probably want to be loved as well, I'm sure," She crooned, holding the tiny little "monster" closer to her chest.
He tilted her head at his sharp angle at her first words, as if he had never heard them in his life. He burrowed his head into her fur, making small outbursts of laughter every now and again
the Skull Kid looked back at her and tilted his head in the other direction, as though he couldn't figure out himself. But this caused only another chorus of laughter. He couldn't really help it, it was simply a part of him.
PFFTG i added
"C'mere, brat!" The doe suddenly hissed, yanking Majora to her and rolling on her back, flopping him onto her stomach. During the sudden movement, one would hardly think her leg to be broken.
She snickered and nuzzled his mask.
He struggled and twisted his
SHORT SHORT SHORT
JORO YURSOMEEANN THAT'S
THAT'S FINE
"Take it like the little trouble-maker that you are!" She snickered, squeezing him close to her with all her limbs.
He continued squirming
"Pfft, well, I could beat you if I had 8 legs too you know....." he trailed off
"Well, ya dont so get over
She pushed her forehead against the mask, purring contentedly.
his head slumped, peering
why is majora so moe all the time?!
don't ya just wanna
kickrapePET him?!"D'aww, what's wrong, kid?"
"You don't like hugs from your only buddy?" She asked.
"I do too have friends!" he
"Mmm..really? But why do I
His ears lowered.
"I don't understand why
"You may be a bit fiesty and maybe rough around the edges, but I don't see anything bad about you," The doe replied, touching the mask gently with a hoof, barely touching it really.
She tilted her head. "Tell me, Majora...do you have a family?"
he held silence for a while.
She frowned, her eyes
"Well...would you like to be a part of one?" She asked, eyes unblinking. It was the least she could do for the poor boy.
He was a little taken aback.
"Because you know.....
Once you make a deal with me, there's nooo going back." He continued to laugh.
She giggled at the odd laugh
She giggled at the odd laugh for a moment, and her eyes went cold, narrowed into slits.
"Oh, I know what I'm getting myself into. You need some manners, some discipline...a firm hand for sure..." She said with a tone,
her eyes still narrowed for a few moments then flashing back to normal.
"You probably want to be loved as well, I'm sure," She crooned, holding the tiny little "monster" closer to her chest.
He tilted her head at his
"What is that? What's so
She smirked and genty tugged at one of the decorative horns of his mask to get his attention.
the Skull Kid looked back at
She was intrigued by it
"You're a strange one....that's a good thing," She smiled, shaking her head at his laughter.
"...Jo-ra!" -track-
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