Vol



     There was a knock on your door in the middle of the night, but that's okay. You were expecting visit anyhow. Just in front of you stood a young, timid fruit bat with a sturdy-looking bag strapped around his shoulders. He peered inside at the other anthros you were hanging out with and then suddenly remembered what he was here for when you began staring at him a bit impatiently.

     Vol yelped and folded his wings, then reached in his bag and began rummaging through its contents until he pulled out a small plastic container with a few live micros inside of it. They were pretty rare snacks he had gotten from their country of origin and got all the way back to the first-world over the course of a few days.

     It was risky business. His client might decide that he no longer wanted the food. They were predators after all. You were a tiger, he was a fruit bat. Normally though, there was never any problem and things went down properly. Vol could his money, you got your treats, and everybody was happy. Treating micros as people was a new thing anyway, so the fines were very small. The bat grabbed his payment, then waved to you and your friends. He turned around and flew off.

     It was only a few hours later that you'd realize that out of your ten miniature lemurs, one was missing. Vol reached in his bag and pulled the little treat into his hands as he soared back home. He hadn't mentioned that there he'd claim ten percent of your private import but what could you do about it? That lemur you had purchased was now sliding down your courier's throat, and you wouldn't go fishing for it now, would you?





Background

     What you see in front of you is a young fruit bat walking through the streets with a pretty big bag flung over his shoulders, hanging on a single strap. Its contents looked pretty heavy but the winged mammal knew how to handle such unevenly distributed weight over his left shoulder. He had been doing it for a few weeks already, and he found it to be a somewhat interesting job. Vol had never thought he'd have his own business right out of school. Sure it wasn't an actual, legit enterprise, and neither did it make him as rich as his friends that had enrolled in the military or worked in mines or whatever it was that they did for a living, but it kept him fed and warm during the winter.

     What he carried in his bag was everything your conventional courier service wouldn't carry. His rules and standards were sketchy and ambiguous. He didn't carry any hardcore drugs in there, nor did he carry and firearms or bombs... Though his first delivery happened to be a very rare breed of feline that theoretically shouldn't be owned by any private individual. Then, there was food that wasn't supposed to cross the borders, or pornography the spiritual authorities of certain territories weren't too keen on finding in somebody's library at home.

     Micros were a nice source of revenue too! Nobody was supposed to own them, let alone deliver them to people's doorstep so that they could be sold and consumed, but the laws were lax, and at worst, Vol would only get a fine. He knew a few people who owed him a few favours, so fines didn't scare him that much.

     Of course, doing things that could get you in trouble also meant that you needed to relinquish what help the authorities would normally supply you. When somebody threatened Vol, then Vol needed to deal with these threats himself. He learned pretty quickly that in such situations, it was best to just... Make people disappear. Other than fruits, there wasn't much Vol could make disappear, though he had recently learned a few tricks from predatory friends. Now, Vol was the only fruit bat he knew that could swallow whole watermelons... Or even pumpkins, for that matter, maybe even stuffed with a few live prey!

     Predators were rare in this part of the world, and those who could swallow up similar-sized people were regarded as evil, immoral people. Nevertheless, Vol could probably get good pay for making a certain target disappear, which did give him a back-up plan if his courier service started slowing down a bit. Until then, maybe a bit of practice wouldn't hurt!

Appearance

     Vol is a young fruit bat; a flying-fox. He has long, fleshy wings and thick orange-like fur, black in other places. He also has a set of arms too, along with his wings. If you really want to know his exact species, good luck! He doesn't care for such things anyway. All he knows is that he's a bat, eats fruit, and can't echolocate. Quite frankly, that's all he needs to know.

Like most fruit bats, Vol has a long, prehensile tongue his species uses to reach for nectar. It is practically longer than Vol is tall reaching about two meters far when fully extended. He has grown used to using it as an extra hand when he's busy or simply to reach for far away things when sitting.

He keeps his wings folded most of the time, and when he does, he could be mistaken for just about any other similar mammal. The clothes he wears are usually pretty casual; T-shirts, jeans, jackets.

He measures about 1.75 meters (5'7") from head to toe, and weighs about 63.5 kg (140 lbs)

There is currently no precise visual reference for Vol, but flying-foxes usually look a bit like this.

Personality

     The flying-fox could be described as a fun-loving but timid person. He was often in a good mood, he liked his job, and he treated everybody like a friend. He gave everybody favours, and made sure that he developed a personality that enabled others to count on him, both as a person and as a business partner.

     He was careful about what he did. He wasn't paranoid, but he took great care about keeping his customers' identity anonymous. If he carried micros in his bag, then he made sure he gave them enough food for the ride, even though he knew very well what happened to them afterwards. All these little things gave him a reputation that made him slightly different than other couriers like him. He had his very own niche now.

OOC

I don’t really have that much to say here. Just a few things:






     Profile is in the works, and so is the character. Nevertheless, give me a poke and we can do something together!

Alt of Furiku!


 
Roleplay Preferences (Click here for explanation)

As PredAs Prey

Being PredBeing Prey Always/Love
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Soft Vore Always/Love
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Hard Vore Always/Love
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Digestion Always/Love
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Oral Vore Always/Love
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Unbirthing Always/Love
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Cock Vore Always/Love
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Anal Vore Always/Love
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Vampiric Vore Always/Love
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Never/Dislike I suck nectar, not blood.
Stretchy Always/Love
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Never/Dislike <3
Sex Always/Love
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Never/Dislike Appreciated but in no way necessary.
Transformation Always/Love
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Scat Always/Love
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Watersports Always/Love
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Magic Always/Love
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Never/Dislike Enjoyed
Willing Always/Love
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Never/Dislike I like willing and semi-willing
Unwilling Always/Love
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Never/Dislike And sometimes unwilling too.
Micro/Macro Always/Love
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Never/Dislike It can be fun, but I like it more when it's filling.
Same Size Always/Love
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Male Partner Always/Love
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Female Partner Always/Love
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Herm Partner Always/Love
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Human Partner Always/Love
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Demi Partner Always/Love
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Fur Partner Always/Love
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Scaly Partner Always/Love
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Feathered Partner Always/Love
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Animal / Non-morphic Always/Love
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