So here are my design ideas for the room Aku creates for Azura.
I imagine that, as they got older, each of Aku’s daughters had their own room each with its own theme. Aku, with the power to ‘make things exist’, probably just needed a little inspiration based on each daughter’s preferences. In Azura’s case he knows she likes the color blue and that she likes space, so her room would be sky and space themed.
Things it can be expected to have:
high domed ceilings
walls are sky blue with clouds toward the bottom but get darker toward the ceiling. the ceiling is deep blue to black.
the ceiling and upper walls have stars all over them that glow in the dark to mimic outer space
a few tiny lights hang down from the ceiling like floating stars here and there
the bed is big with a puffy comforter and sits on a super fluffy area rug. it also has a sheer princess canopy suspended over it
with fairy lights
a desk with paper and art stuff and more fairy lights
there’s a moon lamp somewhere and probably some planet lamps
a large bay window overlooking scenery of your choice. it’s actually a remote viewing portal and the scenery it overlooks can be changed with a swipe of your hand.
a telescope and some small cacti or air plants
an attached bathroom with a hot tub and mini waterfall
Sorry i’ve been away for so long, i’ve been literally filled with so much work from school and other classes i’m taking besided school.. but i’ll try to post more art when ever I can soooo…
Here’s an Aku 😀 just finished watchibg season 5 of Samurai Jack (finally) and OmG!! Loved it ❤ !!!! Everything about it is just too perfect!!
“Oh I completely agree. But you know how it is. Speak of the truth a lot, idiots get their panties in a twist about it and then they seek out for your death. I’m used to it at this point..“
Showing no signs of fear or even confusion whatsoever. The unicorn merely smiled and talked to the Shogun of sorrow as casually as if he were just her next door neighbor.
She then stood up on her hind legs for a moment to give a quick little bow out of respect and added,
“Also, greetings Lord Aku! I wasn’t expecting any visitors this early, but a class act like like yourself is always welcome here!“
She had more manners than most beings. Aku’s expression twisted into an evil grin of approval at her display of respect. Some groveling would be more satisfactory but this was acceptable.
“I see. You do speak of the truth.” Class act, indeed. “What is your name, equine?”
Oh, he was going to pick him up, was he? If only the bumbling fool would put him on, Black would show him why one should never mess with the Hat. Sides still sizzling from where he’d been prodded and pushed around he cursed inwardly. This was a damned disaster.
Hissing and spitting, even squirming in Aku’s grasp, he couldn’t even form words, only feel the emotions in tenfold as they crashed over him like a tidal wave. Fury. Rage. Embarassment. Was that? It was! Fear, something he’d never experienced, was clear and present; thank hell he didn’t have a face to read. Aku and Black both knew damn well one could kill the other here, not even break a sweat doing so.
The question was, would he?
It took a moment, but Black eventually grew coherent enough through his anger to ‘speak’, refusing to play into the Yokai’s game.
[You’ve made a mess of my manor, insulted me, destroyed my host and taken my belongings. What you should do? You should FUCKING leave before you regret your actions any more than I will make you regret them in the future.]
Aku was well acquainted with fear. It had a certain distinguished aroma that he could smell and taste. And no matter the source, it always smelled the same.
“I think you know as well as I how much worse I could do. I could destroy you here and now with this sword. I could sell your secrets to your friends who dance or I could spill them to the entire universe.” The demon rose as he addressed each of Black Hat’s fears directly, the hat clutched in one hand, the sword in the other. It was clear to him who was the supreme being here.
“But I cannot deny your point—I have taken what I came for and I have no reason to stay,” he acknowledged. “Furthermore, I have already determined what I will do with you…”
Black Hat would be left to guess what that might be as Aku winded his way through the hallways of the manor like a giant flying serpent until he reached the trophy room. Entering it, he used his magic to lift a glass viewing case. Contained inside was an unmarked bottle which he knocked carelessly aside, shattering it. He then placed the crumpled hat in its place and lowered the case over it, sealing it inside.
“Just as I thought, you look good behind glass.” Laughing, his dark form spiraled in on itself as Aku teleported away, leaving Black Hat as a display in his own trophy room.
If the hat had possessed eyes to roll, he certainly would have been rolling them. What an embarrassment in EVERY sense of the word, letting AKU of all people see his basic form. The laughter grated on his every last nerve and the hat twitched, teeth gnashing inside the brim out of sight.
He would have to kill Aku quickly if he didn’t want this sensitive information getting out, which would be a damn pain if Aku had the sword.
Though, as he laughed, the yokai swung the blade down to point at him and the hat couldn’t help but flinch away, his surprise turning to fury as the demon actually used it to push him over.
A horrendous squealing, ear piercing shrieking noise both filled the room and didn’t even exist at the same time, the smell of death and decay raising up in a thin wisp of smoke as the blessed katana made contact and ignited a small spark of flame.
Furious, gnashing teeth were revealed on the underside, rows and rows of razor sharp canines Aku might recongize for their mint shade in the host’s mouth minutes before. There was no back of the hat OR mouth to be seen, just endless rows of scissoring, drooling teeth as a forked tongue came out and curled up like a snake.
One thing was for sure, Black Hat did not like this one damn bit.
Well someone certainly had a bee in his bonnet… though on closer inspection it looked more like a lamprey from Hell. Regardless of the little creature’s angry screams, Aku found only amusement in his distress. Grinning like a cat who caught the canary, Aku used the blade to flip the hat into an upright position so that it rested on its brim. The dangerous toothy side seemed to be isolated to the brim and inside but the top of the hat looked completely vulnerable. He could probably run the sword through it and destroy the parasite permanently but Aku was having too much fun watching it suffer.
“Oh I have my doubts about that, seeing as I now know both of your greatest weaknesses, Hat.” The shortened moniker he used for Black Hat was now more fitting than ever, much to his delight.
“Now then…” He drew the sword aside and crouched low, his ‘knees’ jutting out at sharp angles to either side. The top of the hat was suddenly crushed in the demon’s large claws as he grasped it in his merciless grip.
[KNOWLEDGE OF BLACK HAT’S TRUE FORM IS LOCKED TO UNSPEAKABLEVIL ONLY, NO DASH COMMENTARY ALLOWED]
Black Hat’s laugh was interrupted by the sudden LACK OF HOST underneath him, the strength of Aku’s anger and physical prowess whacking him clean off the head and brain he clung to. He would be lying if he said hitting the wall in his basic form didn’t hurt like hell, sliding to the floor like a common piece of headwear would had it not been a demonic parasite from the deepest reaches of hell.
The hand grasping the sword stayed rigid– the whole FORM rigid as a board as the gray tone of his skin melted off. Features softened, teeth flattened, and the monocle on his face fell to shatter on the floor, revealing a gaping hole where his eye had once been. Shocked, the host blinked, looking around as if he had just awakened from a coma.
A confused whine escaped the now human male’s form as his hands flew to his head, a symphony of emotions ranging from happiness at FREEDOM and ending in FEAR cascading across his face.
how long had it been who was this where was he why couldn’t he hear the hat why was he alone why wAS HE ALONE WHY WAS HE ALONE?
Form rapidly deteriorated – Black Hat had KNOWN he had to choose a new host after a few hundred years, humans NEVER tended to last long – the man patted himself down only to increase the speed of his declining physical form, hands eventually coming away covered in the ash that had previously been his stomach, then turning to ash themselves.
“Wait wait waIT NO–”
And, after a grueling, guttural scream, all that remained was a pile of ash and a discarded top hat leaning against the wall. The human’s lifespan had long past as a normal human, the only thing keeping him alive the parasite with it’s teeth in his brain.
Should Aku stop to listen, a voice not all there and all around him at the same time spoke, eerily quiet and loud at the same time.
[That was a rash, IMPETUOUS thing to do and not even the MEMORY of you in the people you have met will escape my wrath.]
“BLEH!!” Aku stepped back, the sword still held tight in his grip, as the man before him withered to dust. A HUMAN?! There had been a HUMAN in there this entire time?? The yokai was speechless, this time from shock, as he looked upon the pile of human ashes. Was this a joke? Had he just
accidentally
SLAIN Black Hat with a single swat?
That was when he heard the voice speak as if from everywhere but nowhere. His gaze turned to the top hat where it lay discarded on the floor and the truth suddenly became clear. THE HAT!
Aku’s face twisted into an expression of wicked glee.
“BWAAAAH HAAA HAAA HAHAHAHAHA!!”
His shoulders shook with tremendous, booming laughter for a good long moment, until…
“YOU!” he shouted suddenly, pointing the divine blade’s tip at the hat-shaped creature. “—are in no position to spew such threats to even the lowliest of lifeforms.”
Then, with a cruel sort of curiosity, he nudged the hat using the end of the blade and rolled it over to inspect it. Noway was he going to touch it again with his bare hands but he wasn’t about to leave without getting a better look.
“I’ve thought about staying with you permanently before but I’m not entirely sure if I can truly pull it off without feeling utterly homesick though…”
“You are welcome to visit anytime and stay as long as you desire. Perhaps I will create for you a bedroom of your own to use in your visits. Would you like a say in its design?”
“Wait. Are you serious?” Of course he is, Azzy. Was Aku ever a jokester with these sort of things? Heck no.
“I’m really fond of blue, but anything is fine, really. Having a comfortable place to stay would be more than enough, sir.”
“Blue it is. Got it,” he grinned. A few ideas were already starting to swirl around in his mind for this project.
The Shogun of Sorrow 