Deva

((DEVA IS NO LONGER AVAILABLE VIA THE PORTAL. IF YOU NEED TO GET IN TOUCH WITH ME FOR ANY REASON, YOU CAN FIND ME HERE))

Artwork is copyrighted to the incredibly awesome Domafox.

Deva Xenelis is a red kangaroo, somewhere between 12 and 14 ft. tall. She looks predominantly feral except for having a more rounded pouch and belly (comparable to Ricky from Zelda, but not nearly as toony), but it'd be improper to call her feral since she can talk and use her handpaws with equal proficiency to someone with opposable thumbs. More often than not, Deva is kind and gentle, and she tends to have a sort of maternal affection for anyone that can look her in the eye. She is slow to anger and would much rather settle things peacefully.

Deva was born and raised in New Jersey, and in spite of all her travels and training, she's never actually been to the motherland. She doesn't have an Australian accent, which is why she's annoyed whenever people talk to her with one.

Deva has been in the service of the D.A.M.I. (Defense Against Macrofur Invasion). Her job was as a civilian retrieval specialist: while the armed forces were fighting the macros, Deva would patrol the battlefield looking for stragglers and escorting them to safety, usually in her pouch. The same assets that made her a top ranked civilian retriever also made her an ideal candidate for the D.A.M.I.'s unofficial sister agency, the P.S.L. (Predatory Slave Liberation). As such, Deva comes fully equipped for all your voraphilic desires -- she can stretch her jaws open and her esophagus out to accommodate fully-grown humanoids and keep them alive inside her stomach, and she can also unbirth fully-grown individuals into her womb, which can be made equally safe and accommodating. She also underwent an operation which increases the potency of her gastric enzymes to expel all waste as fluid, which allowed her rectum to be modified into a sort of second womb, assuming anyone is willing to brave the passage (it's actually sanitary since she never uses it for anything but containment, but she understands perfectly well why few people believe her).

And of course, there is her pouch, of which it is rumored that Deva had a portal to a pocket plane installed at the bottom to make it capable of containing individuals even her own size without even showing the slightest bulge on the outside. Rumors are unconfirmed, but she could fit herself in there if she weren't attached to it. Deva herself is not free to speak about to just anyone, but feel free to scroll down for the spoiler.

The only thing she won't do is digest: she's sworn on her honor as a civilian retrieval specialist, and as a kangaroo, to never harm a living creature. Deva will take unwilling prey, but only to give them a "time out" in her belly. Digestion will never occur.

Deva is living with her former partner in the D.A.M.I. and long-time friend, Terry Fell, better known as Terastas. The two of them are semi-retired and officially providing reconnaissance on the natural phenomenon of the Park. Specifically, they are here to document (but not partake in) the local "reforming" phenomenon, and also to study the various "off-worlder" inhabitants that are drawn to it. They live in a five-story fortress hidden in the branches of a massive tree called the Katschemakensisan, the spirit of which is also counted as one of her colleagues.

Since her arrival, Deva has also allowed several other residents of the Park to live there, officially to aide in their research, but more accurately, because she's a big softy that can't resist "adopting" anyone that will let her. She is especially interested in human beings, both because they do not exist in her home world, and also because what few she has encountered thus far have always had great supernatural capabilities, been of great significance or come from vivid and outlandish fantasy worlds. She would very much like to have a human of her own one day.

The D.A.M.I. complex has five floors with twelve rooms per floor, meaning that as many as sixty people could live in the complex and all have their own living area. The systems and facilities, however, were constructed to support a crew sleeping two to a room.

On the first floor living room door and on each floor in the stairwell is a white board with black magnetic numbers listing all of the rooms and the residency statuses of them, as well as a reminder that all rooms ending in "01" or "12" are reserved for large-bodied individuals (like Deva) who need them. The current residencies are as follows:

PER DEVA'S PERMANENT REMOVAL FROM THE PORTAL, ALL RESIDENCIES HAVE BEEN TERMINATED UNLESS ESTABLISHED OTHERWISE FOR PLOT PURPOSES.

Deva is predator only -- unless I PM you first, never assume that you may eat the roo. There's a slight possibility you may be able to yiff the roo, but definitely not on a first date. Deva is a classic romantic in that she will save herself for Mr. Right (and preferably Mr. Roughly-My-Height), so if you're just out to be Mr. Right Now, skip sex and settle for a spot in her womb. She likes having another inside her more than sex anyway.

SPOILER ABOUT THE POUCH:

Deva does indeed have a portal at the bottom of her pouch. When it came time for Terastas to "retire," he negotiated for Deva to become a Special Associate (the supernatural subdivision of the DAMI) so she could attain longevity, but to properly certify such within DAMI regulations, she underwent additional modifications so she could actively serve as an Associate. Specifically, she is part of their witness protection program. . . Sort of. Technically, she’s only protecting one individual at the moment.

By default, her pouch just appears to be infinitely deep with only the occupant’s size prohibiting him/her from squeezing down to the very bottom. Should Deva allow it, however, the bottom may open up and allow someone to climb down to the bottom of her pouch, at the other end of which they will find themselves climbing up and out of a different pouch completely.

The kangaroo who occupies Deva’s pocket-plane, and whose pouch is also the only means of entrance or exit, is June Noyce. June is a western grey kangaroo, unlike Deva, but she and Deva both appear to be about the same height – somewhere between twelve and fourteen feet.

June is technically also a member of the witness protection program, but because of the *ahem* sensitive nature of the individuals she is protecting (and possibly even imprisoning), June herself was considered to be an at-risk individual in need of advanced protection. She is now (more or less) the only permanent resident of Deva’s pouch, as the only current means of entering or exiting the pocket plane is through her own pouch.

June is, like Deva, also a former member of the P.S.L. and an equally capable predator. She is also very knowledgeable with the management of pocket planes and supposedly has openings to several within her body. Deva has rubbed off on her over the years, but she’s still stern and practical enough that you would be hard-pressed to get her to admit she even has additional pocket planes, much less allow access to them.

June is also responsible for Deva's cartoonish ability to reach into her pouch and pull out whatever it is that she needs. June keeps most of Deva's possessions with her in the pocket plane and passes them through the pouch portal whenever Deva requires them.

Deva’s pocket plane itself is, by the S.A.’s standards. . . Well, standard. It appears as an Australian rainforest island, about a mile wide in a freshwater ocean that is seemingly infinite in size, though residents cannot swim any further than a hundred yards out before the spatial boundaries would create the illusion that the island is chasing after them. Day and night shift about at standard twelve-hour intervals, but the sky is perpetually cloudy so that the (lack of) sun, moon and stars can never be seen.

June herself lives on the western shore in a two-story house that appears made of marble that appears very identical to the tree house complex in terms of architecture and layout, inside which June has all the necessities of home (even a TV that can broadcast news stories from her native plane). The island is home to several ferals, mostly birds and small rodents, though a dingo, a leopardess and a sea lion freely wander about as well. June insists that these are just feral animals that Deva caught to study the Park's wildlife, and sent down into her pocket plane to keep June company afterward. As they are all the only one of their kind, she has never felt the need to give names to any of them.

June has a request list for Deva as well, but most of hers are for feral species that can be drawn from the Park's NPCs.

Needless to say, June is good at keeping secrets. She tolerates Deva letting people in on her secrets, but June's secrets will likely never be revealed.

((Atrastes Inc.))