Current RP desire: Bluejay stuffed, roasted, and served up as the centerpiece of your Thanksgiving feast. Bring the friends and family, a whole Bluejay's a lot of meat.
Meet Jessica "Bluejay" Drummond, an ordinary young adult. Well, ordinary is a relative term. Indeed, many aspects of her world would be quite extraordinary to you and I. Whether it's the diverse variety of intelligent life, the existence of magic, or any number of other things, her world vastly differs from our own.
Note: While I've spelled out Bluejay's default setting here, I'm nothing if not flexible. She's adaptable enough to fit in a wide variety of settings, and I'm willing to bend a few rules to better fit somewhere else.
Jessica lives on a world similar to ours, Rashorra. It’s a big place, larger than Earth and with a similar climate, and even shares a good number of flora and fauna with earth, but that’s about where the similarities end. To start off the differences, there exists a substance in Rashorra’s galaxy called Aether. Emanating from the stars that make up the galaxy, Aether is a magical substance, pervasive in nearly every corner of said galaxy, and is naturally aspected to one of several different elemental varieties, ten in total. While the balance of elemental Aether can vary, Rashorra itself is fortunate to sit in an area where the elements are in relative harmony with each-other, which has allowed a gigantic variety of life to flourish on the planet, including a greater variety of intelligent life. Humans are still the world’s most populous intelligent life form, but they’ve got plenty of company.
Intelligent life on Rashorra can be broken up into a few broad categories. Humanoids are the dominant type, and also the least-diverse. Humans are, unsurprisingly, the most populous type of humanoids, and they are joined by Hamazan, tall, physically-strong humanoids that were renowned as warriors in past ages; Elves, that have a more lithe frame, pointy ears, and an aptitude for the arcane; and Liminals, a diverse group of humanoids with a number of animalistic features - usually just the ears and tail of an animal, but sometimes a few other physical traits as well. All four species of humanoids share a common evolutionary ancestor, and all four are perfectly capable of reproducing with one-another; in such cases, their children are most likely to share their mother’s species, although about a quarter of them take after the father.
Mosaics are the next most populous group, and they’re much more genetically diverse than humanoids are. They all (generally) have the torso of a humanoid, and a head resembling one as well, but the rest of their body is distinctly non-humanoid, and each species has a lot of internal variation within itself, as well. The big four are Centauroids, which have the lower body of an ungulate mammal and the size to go with it; Harpies, avians with feathered arms, clawed legs, and lightweight frames that are capable of flight; Lamia, cold-blooded creatures with a long snake’s body where a humanoid’s legs would start; and Merfolk, water-dwelling fish people that have the largest amount of genetic diversity of any type of intelligent life on the planet.
The rest of the intelligent life on Rashorra is hard to fit into neat categories, comprised lots of individual species that don’t have many close relatives. From the (mostly) subterranean Kobolds to the capricious Fae folk, or ancient, towering dragons, to name a few, there are plenty of creatures that exist only in fiction on Earth, but are a reality on Rashorra and its moons, and that’s to say nothing of the wide variety of non-intelligent life as well. Rashorra is home to a truly staggering amount of biodiversity in both flora and fauna, both mundane and magical in nature. And speaking of magic...
Aether, Magic, and Technology
Aether is the keystone of Rashorra itself. It’s a naturally-occuring, intangible substance that emanates from celestial bodies all across the galaxy that Rashorra is located in, and flows almost imperceptibly through it. It comes in a number of different “elemental” aspects, and is the backbone for the arcane arts. With enough training (and some genetic luck), a person can learn to harness and channel the ambient Aether around them, focusing it into what’s usually called magic in the common parlance. Most people have the aptitude to learn at least a moderate amount of magic, and it’s not uncommon for a person to have at least one or two minor magical talents. To say nothing of naturally-occuring magic, either, there’s a fair number of flora and fauna with their own natural Aetheric abilities, such as the flickering panther, which can “bend” light to make it appear like they’re several feet away from their actual positions, or the snapdragon, a type of flower that can “breathe” fire as a defensive mechanism.
As mentioned, most people who aren’t born with it have the ability to learn at least a small handful of magical skills, usually something that’s helpful in their everyday life. A chef might know some simple telekinesis to act as extra “hands” in the kitchen, making a pot of soup stir itself while they work on another task, for a basic example. To learn to channel Aether is a long process, however, which is why most people don’t bother beyond one or two simple skills. To advance beyond that requires a lot of dedication and a little luck. While most everyone has the aptitude for simple magic, not everyone has the capacity for more advanced magic. Those that do - and that choose to dedicate a big portion of their life to its study and practice - are rewarded with a large repertoire of more advanced skills.
Which leads us to industry on Rashorra. It’s a modern, technologically-advanced world, but instead of harnessing electricity like Earth, Rashorra powers itself by harnessing Aether. Indeed, the world underwent its industrial revolution when its citizens figured out how to capture and refine Aether into usable fuel. Crystallized Aether quite literally powers Rashorran society, a renewable, non-polluting energy source that simply dissolves back into the Aetherflow when expended: whether it’s Lightning-aspected crystals in your cell phone, Fire-aspected ones in your toaster, or Wind-aspected fuel that makes an airplane go.
Magic plays a role in medicine, as well. Since prehistoric times, primitive shamans figured out how to channel their magic in order to heal the injuries and maladies of their companions, and the practice has only been refined and perfected in the ages since then. Modern healers can mend broken limbs in minutes instead of weeks, virtually eradicate illness from developed areas, and even bring people back from the dead. Indeed, a skilled enough healer can pluck a soul from the lifestream and put it back in a healed (or even reconstructed) body. Nowadays, a person can even be “vaccinated” against permanent death, using a brew concocted from phoenix blood.
Which leads us to potions and other related items. A skilled brewer can imbue all sorts of effects into consumable form, often combining the world's magical flora and fauna with magical reagents. The results range from highly-effective medicines, to energy pills, to temporarily (or even permanently) modifying one’s body, to even temporarily granting greater magical powers. And with the industrial revolution, this potion and medicine-making has expanded to an industrial scale as well. Depending on its effects, you can find them everywhere from the pharmacy or the medicine aisle for substances with medical applications, to even the beverage cooler or toy store for the more fun ones.
Predation and People-Eating
There’s a certain quirk about life on Rashorra. It’s not something that’s immediately obvious on the surface, but most every living thing on the planet shares a dietary preference: they find people to be delicious. There is no finer food in the world than the meat of an intelligent person, and so people play a role in the world’s food supply as much as regular animals do. That’s not to say being eaten is the end of the line, far from it, in fact. Ever since ancient times, tribal shamans have devised ways to bring people back from the dead, and that was used to indulge in the world’s favorite foodstuff without (major) repercussions. This certainly hasn’t slowed down in modern times, either: people dine upon their fellow man regularly, with or without much fanfare. From something as mundane as elf burgers or deer-taur stew, to the spectacles of whole roasts on special occasions, the Rashorran diet is decidedly a carnivorous one.
That all said, people generally aren’t too thrilled about being on the receiving end of a fork. While being someone’s (or something’s) dinner isn’t the end of the world, it’s still inconvenient at its best, both in the time it takes to be turned into a meal and the time spent out of the action while their body is reconstructed, and it’s generally unpleasant to be butchered or even cooked alive. Most people only go along with it out of obligation as a result, though it’s not entirely uncommon for someone to be forced into it as well. Still, it’s rare that someone will make it out of high school without it happening to them at least once, and most people go through it a half-dozen or so times a year through their teens and twenties, before slowing down in their thirties.
Most species of intelligent life on Rashorra can not naturally swallow another person whole - their skeletal structures are as rigid as ours, even if their flesh is a tad more elastic. Lamia and some species of Merfolk are notable exceptions, but there is a cocktail of potions one can consume to temporarily grant a person that can enable someone do just that: eat an entire person, whole and alive, and be able to digest that much meat without too many negative side effects. Impractical, sure, but it’s lead to the fad of “throating.” Throating is all the rage nowadays, especially among younger people, and it’s much more common to see someone with a squirming, distended stomach nowadays than it was for most of the rest of Rashorran history.
Both throating and “normal” eating are very intimate processes. While most people do not like it happening to them, there are a number of people that get a thrill out of it, in much the same way that there are people that like extremely spicy food or jumping out of airplanes, and there’s a smaller subset of those that get a sexual thrill out of it. But because people are so delicious it’s not uncommon for someone to end up as the centerpiece roast on their family’s table for a holiday or special occasion, and given the demand for people as a food item, there are a handful of people who make their living selling their bodies as food.
The girl herself
So, meet Jessica. The eldest child of well-off parents, she’s a music major at Wolf Point Academy of the Fine Arts. Nineteen years of age, she’s a pretty normal girl, all things considered, or at least what passes for normal in the fantastical world she lives in. Her love of music is obvious the first time you lay eyes on the girl, either from the headphones on her head or the tattoos on her arm and chest. She’s a classically-trained flautist, just as skilled on the baritone sax, and can even sing; she enjoys listening to just about any type of music, too, so long as it’s well-made. She’s got an athletic side as well, fond of her bicycle as a mode of transportation, and her time on the cheerleading squad during middle and high school. The girl’s not very magically-inclined, but does know a little bit of air magic that effectively gives her infinite lung capacity, able to exhale and hold her breath as long as she likes; naturally, she uses it to help with her musical performances, but it does have its other uses.
Her nickname was given to her by her father, bestowed upon her because of her bright blue eyes, and she’s been called some variant of “Bluejay” by her friends and family just about as long as she can remember. Her parents, as previously mentioned, are quite well-to-do, which has given Jessica an easier life. Not wanting to completely pamper the girl, and to teach her the importance of work, they cover a good chunk of her expenses now that she’s off at college, but she has to come up with fun money on her own. She has a part-time job at The Pretty Pig (part of Rabbit_Dining_LLC) to do just that, waitressing a few times a week for some spending money.
Bluejay’s an easygoing girl, friendly and agreeable, with a playful side as well. She was pretty popular back in high school, and it’s much the same now that she’s in college. Jessica’s got a tight-knit circle of friends from various walks of life, most of whom either attend North Academy with her, or are friends from high school that are still in town. When it comes to her love life, she’s dating her boyfriend of three years, Aaron_McMillan; the two of them are gonna get married someday. As for her family, her dad’s in marketing and her mom’s a financial manager, ad she’s got a pair of younger brothers, 16 and 12. While she lives in an off-campus apartment with a roommate, her family back home owns a good-sized two-story house with a large yard at the end of a cul-de-sac.
As for her place in the food chain, Bluejay’s a meat-eater, same as anyone else, though she does lean a bit further towards the prey side of things. She tends to see the inside of an oven more often than she'd care to admit, and a bit more often than the average Joe, to boot; she’s quick to curse her bad luck for getting eaten at parties. That all said, however, she does have a bit of a thing for getting manhandled and treated like a piece of meat, but good luck getting her to admit it out loud. On the predatory side of things, she’s more than capable of following a recipe, though she’d hardly call herself an expert, and both her apartment and her parents’ house has the tools needed to turn someone into dinner. Like many her age, she’s gotten more and more into throating lately, the hot new fad of swallowing others whole with magical assistance. While she fancies herself predatory in these situations, her more petite frame makes her an easy snack for more experienced predators.
She stands at 5 feet, 3 inches (~157 cm) and weighs 113 pounds (51 kg), with B-cup breasts.
Full name: Jessica Kay Drummond
Age: 19 (by default, able to go higher or lower)
Social Class: Rich but not wealthy
Place of Birth: Modern-day Oakwood Terrace, an affluent suburb of a large city.
Physical Description: A teeny bit on the short side, 5’3”. A modest figure, on the petite side of healthy but far from underweight, with short-cropped blonde hair. She’s got a number of piercings and tattoos, including in places usually hidden under her clothes.
Physical Ailments: None. She’s a healthy young woman.
Posture: Confident!
Current Residence: An apartment just off campus from her college.
Occupation: Student. Aims to make a living from her music in the future, is available to DJ for parties. Part-time waitress at a Hooters knock-off for now.
Quirks: Constantly listening to music, and frequently seen with a cup (or a thermos) of coffee or green tea. Whistles.
Speech: No notable accent.
Introvert or Extrovert: Very much an extrovert.
Treatment of Others: Generally positive, but playful.
Friendships: A tight-knit group of close friends, but she’s got an agreeable personality, and tends to be on at least decent terms with most people she’s met.
Significant Other: Aaron_McMillan
Leader or Follower: More of a leader than not, but not top dog, either.
Friends & Allies: Derrin, Emma_Valentine, Zenari
Enemies: Server_Red
Hobbies and Pastimes: All things music. Constantly composing, performing, or just listening to tunes. Physically active, mainly bike riding and cheerleading.
Literature and Entertainment: Lots of music listening, of a wide variety of genres. She’s always searching for new sounds to incorporate into her own work.
Treasured Possessions: Her flute, first and foremost.
Food: A balanced diet. Her favorite foods are pizza, barbecue ribs, and mangos. Enjoys spicy foods.
Alcohol and Drug Use: Social drinker, occasional marijuana. Known to get drunk at parties.
Humor: Enjoys comedy a lot, but isn’t the best at thinking up her own jokes.
Level of Sleep: Believes in getting her beauty sleep, tries for 8 hours a night.
Pet Peeves: People who say they “don’t like” a whole genre of music.
Routine: The life of an independent college student, doing her best to balance school, work, and free time.
Strengths:
Weaknesses: Not the strongest, physically. Her personality can come across as overbearing to more introverted people. Addicted to caffeine, gets headaches when she doesn’t have any.
Pride:
Life Goals: To become a famous music artist.
Role Models:
Romance:
As a Child:
Schooling: Full high school education. Currently in college, a music major (composition & performance).
Special Abilities: Low-grade wind magic giving her essentially infinite lung capacity.
Memories:
Shaping Events:
Greatest Achievement:
Regrets: None, yet. She's still young.
Misdeeds:
Fears and Phobias:
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Criminal Record: A misdemeanor for underage drinking, expunged.
Moral Compass:
Optimism or Pessimism:
Sexuality: Bisexual, male lean; Kinsey Scale 2. Somewhat promiscuous, but that's normal in her society.
Political Opinions:
Religion:
Reservations:
Extremes:
Prejudices:
A short, inconclusive list of people Bluejay has enough of a relationship with that they might show up in an RP. In case more than just the two of us is needed for a scene, I can play a handful of characters at the same time perfectly fine. Generally these'll show up in scenes where they're having your character for dinner, but they can fit into ones where Bluejay's on the menu, too.
Aaron_McMillan, her boyfriend. 'Nuff said. The two are going to get married someday, a few years down the road, though neither of them knows it yet.
Her family:
Her parents. Adam, 45, is the senior marketing manager for a high-profile corporation. Karen, 44, is a financial manager. Her mother's far more likely to show up in an RP, maybe for a little mother-daughter bonding over dinner preparations.
Her younger brothers. Jason, 16, is nerdy and nice, big into video games. Ian, 13, is a bit (okay, more than a bit) of a brat.
Naomi Kagiyama: Bluejay's roommate, an Avian girl of far-Eastern descent that has a pair of white and dark blue wings on her back that make her capable of flight. Another rich girl, with a fondness for Fujibu-style curry.
Kelly_Matthews: The captain of the cheerleading squad from Bluejay's high school. A tall hermaphrodite with long, wavy blonde hair and a figure to die for. Her family owns a farm on the outskirts of town that's perfect for parties. Riley and Amanda Ward: Catgirl twins, and Kelly's vice-captains. Some or all three of them are likely to be involved in any scenes involving the cheerleading squad.
I'm often willing to bend one preference to get another thing I really like. See the alt-list for a full breakdown of what I do and don't like.
Soft Vore
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
The classic.
Hard Vore
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Specifically in the context of eating a cooked meal with forks, knives, and teeth. Bloody rip and tear is significantly less liked.
Digestion
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Fatality
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
While not the default for her usual setting, this has been growing on me lately. Lemme know if that's what you're in the mood for.
Reforming
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
This happens by default in her setting, though the process takes about two days (read: long after the scene ends). Let me know if you'd want something different, as it certainly affects how the characters act.
Oral Vore
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Cock Vore
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Anal Vore
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Cooking
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
"I'm not a chicken!" Absolute top favorite, I'll almost never turn this down.
Food Related
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
If you're not into the above, though, this is a good substitute. Pour barbecue sauce over her head and call her a piggy if you really want to get her going.
Pain
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Not a fan of extreme pain, but the process of being turned into dinner isn't exactly pleasant, either. Discomfort is the sweet spot here.
Blood
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
There is no blood on Rashorra.
Scat
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Disposal only.
Disposal
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Loved as a way to finish off soft vore scenes, no matter which orifice the prey goes in.
Willing
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
While she'll never admit it, she's got a bit of a thing for being treated like a piece of meat. Figure this out about her, and you've got yourself a free meal.
Unwilling
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
But she's most known for acting this way.
Micro/Macro
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Enjoyed up to a point. A filling meal is important to me, so the maximum relative sizes should roughly be like a normal-sized human eating an entire chicken, which turns out to be about 25 or so feet tall.
Same Size
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Preferred
Human Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Demi Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Fur Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Plants
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Animal / Non-morphic
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Whether a wild beast, a trip to the zoo, or a household pet, animal predators are loved. Reptiles and naturally-larger mammals are liked best, but all are generally enjoyed. Soft vore scenes generally preferred here.
Underage Character
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Verbose Posts
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
I'm as verbose as the scene requires (and that's usually variable), but I won't do verbosity for verbosity's sake. To paraphrase from the age-old saying, an RP post should be like a girl's skirt: long enough to cover the topic, but short enough to keep it interesting.
Multiple Predators
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
I enjoy cooking scenes with multiple people eating the prey. Large feasts or just a group of friends, eating normal-sized portions.