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Name: Gemina
Species: Syrae (demihuman style alien lizardgirl)
Gender: Flexible, female or herm
Occupation: Starknight
Age : 21
Positon, pred/prey.
Height:5'5"
(note her height varies depending on who she's absorbed, up to a maximum of eleven foot, she loses height at 1' a day after absorbing someone, shrinking back down to her normal size)
Gemina stands five foot five and is very much not of this world despite having a mostly human bodyplan. From top to bottom you’d see first her dark blue hair cut short and not extending more than a few inches down her neck, then her green slit pupiled eyes and her light almost spring green skin. This skin covering her entire body but for her scaley patches though the shade shifts a bit darker on areas not her belly, chest and face and darker still on her scaled forearms, lower legs and tail. Her breasts are D cup, her thighs curved to match and from her rear extends six foot of tail, tapering from a 17cm diameter where it joins to her rear all the way to a narrow tip adorned with a leaf shaped vertical fin.
Typically she wears her bronze coloured formfitting spacesuit/jumpsuit integral to which are metal bands she wears on her wrists , ankles and waist. The waist belt holds her equipment pouches, side arm and sword. The flexible parts of the suit are morphable smart fabric capable of receding partially to make the suit into a two piece style swimwear or recede completely leaving her wearing just the bands.
Gemina is an alien, a Syrae to be exact, Syrae have the capability to change gender to become hermaphroditic at will and morph in the relevant equipment(there's no such thing as a male syrae cause of this). Syrae are 1.8 times stronger than a human of the same weight and in addition Gemina possesses a holding stomach above her normal one. Gemina has a psycher rating of 19 on the alpha scale which gives her several powers least of which is to reconstruct her body after death.
Gemina has a rather long forked tongue and second set of(vertical slit) eyelids under the normal (horizontal slit) ones.
Gemina speaks english with an odd accent, softening of her Kuh and Tuh sharp sounds.
Vore types:
Oral: Same old, can lead to the safe environs of her storage stomach if she likes you.
Anal: yes you can go up under her tail, doesn’t lead to the storage stomach so expect it to be gurgley eventually.
Unbirth: Unlikely I’m afraid that you’ll experience this one.
Cockvore: When the relevant organs are present she can do this, complete with spoogification.
Straight absorption: She can draw you in through her skin, making your body part of her own. Gemina gains height, curve and cupsize based on the mass of the person absorbed though it wears off with time.
Odd ones:
Soulvore: Her psychic nature allows her to contain and bind but not damage a soul, so she can hold your soul inside herself, or bind it to your body so you remain conscious even when you’re reduced to food or cum. She cannot destroy a soul though and this process may allow her to reform someone if she really needs to, using a lot of her own energy to manipulate the enviroment and create a body.
Cock transformation: Basically merges you to her body via absorption except you’re transformed into her cock as it happens, often combined with her soulvore to keep you aware in your new state. Wont really be permanent as she gets stuck in herm form till she releases you.
Powers:
Mind control: Allows her to dominate someone’s will with her own via the wonders of psychic power, altering desires and wants and implanting suggestions.
Mind barrier: She’s resistant to mental influence herself due to her training, this also extends to fighting other influences upon her from magic and the like.
tech:
Beampistol: A handgun shaped weapon with four firing modes: 1. drill, fires a narrow beam to make a hole in something, 2. Stun, fires a spiralling helical beam that causes peoples nervous system to seize up, 3. heat, wider beam that makes things heat up and catch fire, 4. Plasma, fires an extremely fast moving bolt of explosive energy which sometimes outright vaporizes someone entirely on impact.
Psiblade: Her straight bladed sword three foot in length has crystals in the handgrip that harness her psionic power to form an energy sheathe flowing around the blade to increase penetration and protect the weapon and its owner from harm.
Suit deflector: Her suit when in fully extended mode can use her psychic energy to repel attacks striking the bands or fabric though tends to weary after a few good hits.
Psi bands: The bands on her wrists and ankles can augment and amplify her agility and strength using psychokinetic focusing and amplification.(she can apply mental force to the bands while she's wearing them)
Assorted goodies: She’s got a lot of stuff in her belt pouches including a tricordery sensor device, a communicator, at least two grenades and other items.
Equipment notes: Suit and sword cannot be taken from her permanently.
Gifts:
From seon: woolen shirt and fur and metal armour both made for someone around ten foot tall. A fire starter, round magic red glowing rock.
Home: The Skylark.
Images from left to right, skylark landed horizontall, skylark landed on tail, skylark in flight.
Skylark details
Length= 70 foot
Weaponry: Six turreted lasercannon, somewhat slow firing but packing a hefty punch (the weapons visible along the rim)
propulsion: Six engines, three on the pylons and three on the hull. FTL drive
defence: shields, armour
Other systems: Lifesupport, sensor array on bow, tractor beam leading to underside hatch, excessive smoke machine and lights on the underneath and rear.
Interior:
Has three chambers, the primary one contains the rather large bed, on a pivot so it's always level regardless of ship orientation, and is where the hatch leads to, supplies are stowed in wall panels in this room. Tucked beneath/behind that is a toilet with hatches to conduct maintenance on the engines. Above/ahead of the primary chamber is the control deck in the bow from where the ship is steered and controlled, lots of buttons and stuff.
OOC stuff:
No starting rps in whispers as your first pm to me.
No permakilling Gemina, no permatransforming her without permission.
A Warped_Realities production
Backstory: Psychic powers in Gemina's universe occur naturally, the governments of the various stellar civilizations having learned to cope and screen their for said talents populations. For those who have a rating above ten (the rating goes up to 100 which represents akira level power) it is required that in order to protect themselves and others they must attend training to learn how to control and develop their abilities at the starknight academy. The Academy in turn only asks that they conduct missions to keep the galactic peace until their debt to the academy has been fullfilled. Gemina was one such who at 13 was tested positive for psychic powers above the threshold and immediately enrolled. However once she learned control and could choose the direction of her studies some of her instructors frowned at her developing her powers purely towards her own enjoyment. For Gemina thinks vore to be most desireable and kinda sexy and has developed her abilities to allow her to conduct it and reform after it as well as allow chosen friends to reform. There was still her service to do however though only the standard psi amps(sword, bands) were available to aid her in this her first mission, and that brings us to the last part of her story before coming here.
Beyond the sky and in the dark void of space aboard a titanic starship…
Gemina’s psiblade buzzes like an angry hornets nest as it’s knocked aside through a support beam, cleaving through it once and then again as Gemina quickly brings her blade back to deflect the Vogyr Tsar’s counterblow. The two locked in battle, fighting to and fro across the command bridge of the Vogyr drednaught, the clash of blade on blade filling the air as they duel. “You tire, knight, you cannot hope to beat me..” behind his mask the Tsar smiles in contempt for his opponent, Gemina looking back sweat gleaming on her green skin in the light of the command deck
“What? This is a warm up.” She lies with a grin of false bravado and sprints forwards with a glow clinging to her suit bands as she launches a flurry of blows in a last desperate attempt to overwhelm him before her strength is spent, putting the Tsar on the defensive and forcing him back with sheer energy and speed as her blade blurs from point to point. The Tsar backing up as he parries, but so absorbed in his defence that he did not see behind him, until his heel hits against the body of one of his fallen soldiers. Gemina lunges forwards as he stumbles, driving her psiblade into his arm and then slashing across his body “Time to end this” she says, as his sword falls from his maimed arm, drawing back and then plunging her psiblade into his chest, the buzzing sound filling the air until she draws the weapon from his slumping carcass and turns away.
Gemina wipes the sweat from her brow and raises her left forearm to her lips “Starknight Gemina to command, reporting mission complete, Vogyr Tsar slain.” She says and then whirls at a cough from behind her. The Tsar with blood dripping from his lips holds up a little control disc “I’ll see you in the afterworld, sir knight” he says and laughs just as explosions rock the ship. “Warning, self destruct activated, core overload in thirty seconds” announces an unhurried voice as Gemina looks down at the corpse of the Tsar, then up at the counter ticking down on the display in slowly growing panic, a full mile of corridors between her and her ship, as the timer counts down, looking around and then catching sight of the massive window across the front of the command deck “Ship, I need you to get to the command deck window now!” she says and then gets out one of her remaining grenades and tosses it onto the window where it sticks. “core overload in ten…nine…” Gemina puts on her helmet and sprints towards the window across the command deck “seven…six…” the grenade detonates, shattering the window and creating near instantly a gale force window as the atmosphere on the command deck is sucked out “four…three..” Gemina clears the window as the auto voice fades to silence in the vacuum, her leap carrying her towards the open hatch of her ship as the rocketcraft flies by. Gemina leaps for the control seat, still buckling herself in as she hits the afterburners and is slammed back into the chair. And then the Vogyr drednaught exploded, breaking in twain as a shockwave and an immense amount of debris spreads out rapidly from its death. The shockwave picking up Gemina’s ship and tossing it like a ragdoll towards the planet below “Sire, Tc-4 starstallion not rated for planetary re-entry exceeding 2000Kph, please decelerate” says the onship voice, Gemina looking at the controls, looking at the red telltales next to the engine controls “First mission, it’ll be a cakewalk they said.” She says in disbelief at her predicament and then slams her hand down on the emergency button just as the windows turn yellow and the ship’s shield fails. The starknight rocketship burning up and breaking apart as it drops down to a well known patch of green near a lake, on the planet earth far below…