Sex: Female
Orientation: Pansexual
Age: 28
Height: 5' 4" (163 cm)
Weight: 137 lbs (62 kg)
Background:
Tzelle comes from a busy family, the fourth of six children. Her parents, both snow leopards themselves, were unable to treat their children with the standard of living they both wanted them to have, despite their best efforts. Several of her siblings were put up for adoption on the condition that the adopting family allow the children to keep their names if they chose to. Born into especially hard times for the Macska family, Tzelle was one of the children put up for adoption, her parents knowing for certain that they wouldn't be able to support her the way they wanted to.
In a fit of irony, Tzelle was adopted by a rabbit family, one which was unable to have their own children, but still wanted to feel the satisfaction of a large family. She was welcomed into a family that consisted of nearly a dozen creatures of all different species, including cats, dogs, foxes, and at least one skunk, on top of the rabbits themselves. Dumped into the eclectic collection of fur (and sometimes scales), Tzelle quickly became accustomed to fitting into the large family, playing and arguing and doing everything that a little kid is wont to do with her new family.
Despite their large family, her adoptive rabbit parents, the Conills, were rather well off, able to support all of their children properly and then some. Something the Conills had invested in long before they even begin adopting various underprivileged children, however, was the reform machine. When any one of the family is eaten and digested in any way, the machine spits out a new body for the unfortunate (or fortunate, as the case may be) meal, in a place that the 'victim' chooses. For most of her life, Tzelle ate, was eaten, and reformed all in the Conills's large house, laughing and playing with her adoptive brothers and sisters in any way they felt like. Siblings came and went, the Conills liking to keep a group of about ten or so at any given time. As some of her siblings got older and moved out, going to college or finding a good job, new ones would join the household.
This fun at home was not the extent of Tzelle's life, however. With the opportunity given to her to attend school, like she'd never have been able to do with her birth parents, she grabbed it and held on tight. Grade school, middle school, and high school she breezed through, absorbing the knowledge like a sponge. She was particularly interested in history and archaeology, spurred on by too many adventure movies as a kid, especially the adventures of the canine archaeologist Indiana. She picked college in a relatively close, relatively inexpensive location.
Tzelle's arrival at the Vulpine Hollow Community College was accomplished without fanfare from any part, just a slightly teary goodbye to her parents and a bright outlook toward her new life. It didn't take long for her to fit right in, keying in her reform location to her dorm room, and especially enjoying eating her roommate repeatedly. Her roommate was okay with eating her repeatedly, too, and they struck up a friendship that would last for years.
In the Hollow proper, Tzelle finds herself food for a variety of interesting creatures, and she enjoys it pretty much every time! Cats, dogs, dragons, nagas, skunks, foxes, lizards, snakes, humans, it doesn't matter what it is. If it's fun for both of them, she'll gladly dive down a welcoming throat, or just as easily swallow the other, if they're the right size. Tzelle just loves the feeling of a warm, squishy belly kneading around her, and the feeling of a warm squishy belly between her arms and legs.
Clothing:
With a name like Tzelle's she tries to get everywhere she can, whether it's the roof of a building or the deepest part of a cave (real cave or otherwise). With that in mind, freedom of movement is essential! Tzelle's favorite outfits consist of t-shirts, tank tops, and occasionally just a sports bra on top, with a flexible bottom. When she's not expecting to have to go anywhere tight or need to be especially flexible, she can be found in a pair of jeans (sometimes skinny jeans) with a belt. She's not the kind of person to wear dresses very much, if at all, reserving such a fancying up for certain holidays or solemn ceremonies like weddings.
Recently Tzelle has received a fine silver patterned bracelet from her mistress. To most, the purpose of this marker is not yet clear, but to her, it's a badge of ownership.
The Dorms:
Tzelle's dorm complex is as strange as the campus of the Nexus Community College itself. It consists of two above-ground structures, each appearing as a “T” shape from the air, with the “middle” prongs oriented toward each other. The northern building houses students that primarily identify as “predator”, though “prey” student volunteers are accepted as well. The southern building houses exclusively “prey” students. As a consequence of this, the buildings are typically referred to by residents of the northern structure as “The House” and “The Buffet” respectively. Southern building students generally try to change the subject.
Each building is divided into four different floors (not including basement), but rise to the height of a normal five story building. The reason for this is fairly simple. Both the basement and first floor of both buildings are reserved for large or otherwise special accommodation requiring students. The basement generally caters to reptiles and nagas/lamias of all types, while the first floor, which features a double high ceiling, works for anthropomorphic students of giraffe, elephant, or rhinoceros descent, or non-reptilian but very large students. The upper three floors of each building are more “normal”, but typically end up clustering species or types of students together in the wings. A typical distribution, for example, sees reptilian students on the second floor, furred students on the third, and avian students on the fourth, though these is naturally open for some rearrangement.
"The Buffet" tends to discourage random predation. "Buffet" students can enter "The House" at will, while "House" students are required to be escorted by Buffet students in order to be admitted. Likewise, all Buffet students' keycards work on both buildings, but House students' cards only work on the House. Additionally, there is an underground passage link between the two buildings. It can only be opened by "Buffet" students' cards going to the south building, but by both cards going to the north building.
For both buildings, in order to discourage a truly frightening student turnover due to random and targeted predation, a communal reformer exists in the basement in a specially built room to accommodate it. Whenever a student is eaten who lives in either building, at the end of the day that student is reformed, free of charge, to continue their day tomorrow. In this fashion, life goes on despite (or in some cases along with) being eaten for all students. Students are allowed to opt out of this free reformation, but are strongly discouraged from it. Additionally, free counselors are available in both buildings to discuss issues stemming from predation or reforming. Continued, targeted predation is highly discouraged, and is considered a form of sexual harassment at the very least if it goes too far unless both parties are on record as consenting.
Tzelle lives in room 334S in the northern building (she enthusiastically calls it “The House”). That puts her room on the East prong of the third floor of the building.
The Reform Machine:
Tzelle’s reformation machine works 99% technologically, and 1% magically. She keys in her DNA through whatever sample she feels like (for her? Typically a little “fun” gets a good sample), which “saves” her image. She has to update this every week or so, give or take, to keep it up to date with how her body actually looks and acts. She actually does want to grow up, after all.
Every time she is eaten and digested, or dies, Tzelle’s machine kicks into action. It rebuilds her body from scratch. The process takes anywhere from two to eight hours, and is somehow influenced by how eager she is to get back to the world. In some situations, she can lower this time to single digit minutes, but if she does this the next time will take at least a day, and possibly longer. The machine will never reform her before her death, regardless of circumstance. Digested alive willingly? Crushed by a rockslide? Doesn’t matter, her machine kicks in, and she wakes up stumbling from the chamber with a drowsy recollection of the incident if it was sudden and violent, and a fairly detailed memory of it if it happened slowly. Mixed blessings for both, since a graphic, painful digestion is readily available as impossibly clear memory, though a sudden snap of an unseen predator’s jaws leaves her wondering what just happened.
The only exception to the machine’s reforming process is if Tzelle’s soul is somehow disrupted. If she’s devoured or killed, but her soul is trapped or otherwise rendered unable to be returned to her body, the machine will not even start. Her spirit is the one thing it can’t manufacture from scratch, so it doesn’t make the body without that critical component. If her soul is devoured or digested, and “destroyed” it kicks on again anyway, gathering enough from the scattered remnants of her spirit to reconstitute it well enough to make it seem like nothing is wrong, though she’ll be under the weather for days afterward, not quite knowing why.
Huge thanks to Stoat for walking me through how to do the random profile image!