Serenthia

A scientist with infinite curiousity and a smile that never fades.
"Serenthience!" - Yensequra

I do not own any of the images in this profile and will happily take them down if the owner wishes me to!

Signs and availability are at the bottom of profile if you're looking to get a hold of me! :D

Current forms and what they are meant for in terms of roleplaying (forms with * in front means I'm especially interested in playing them!):
Normal form: unaware pred
*Micro form (favorite form): Is prey and has almost no limits
Vampiric form: torture, brutality and pain
Baby form: Cuteness and non-serious roleplays!
*Predator form: Predding with no limits. She does everything in this form, but always gets her way.

A bubbly and charismatic 27 year old little lady. Her birthday lands on Valentine's day. While athletic and dexterous enough to keep out of harm's way most of the time, her curiosity usually leads her right back into trouble. She is basically an open book who always speaks her mind... even when she shouldn't. She is also very promiscuous.

She goes to university full time as a genetics major, she also has control of her own laboratory that she acquired after her first year. While she loves slacking and doing nothing, if you catch her at the right time you might actually see her in full swing performing all kinds of crazy experiments and research. She is secretly looking to understand, and hopefully control, her own genetic mutations through her research one day.

Her attitude towards life is one of utmost positivity and happiness, she doesn't often realize the danger of situations she is in until it is too late to escape from them. She is far too willing to trust anyone, always seeing the best in people and wanting each person's inner light to shine through, even if there isn't any light to begin with.

She never seeks to harm anyone, and is the first to try and resolve conflict when it appears. When someone is afraid, sad, or angry, she attempts to comfort and console them as much as she can and make sure they know they are important and safe. While this means she never wants to inflict harm on anyone, due to her clumsy and bubbly nature, she can easily lose track of small creatures or people and could very well end up causing serious harm to them unintentionally.

However, when she is thinking about something intensely, she does enter her researcher mode. No, she doesn't become evil or anything, but she does become extremely analytical and cold. Her words are curt and to the point and she can seem extremely distant. This happens all the time when she is working in her laboratory, or sometimes when a thought strikes her and she just thinks very hard about it. However, it's pretty easy to get her out of this mode, just make a joke or make her smile and she will instantly snap out of it! :D

From a young age she was enthralled with physical activity but could never find a sport that interested her. She tried skating but could barely stand up straight much less move forward. She tried Soccer but couldn't get the coordination required. Finally she stumbled upon cheerleading which became one of her biggest passions, which she continues to this day.

Her height is 6'3"... on a good day. None of the doctors could explain it, but when she was born she was only half an inch tall. The birth was the easiest in the world and the only reason she survived it was because when the birthing process began she was actually the size of a normal baby. Quickly after birth she expanded back to a normal healthy size. This was all due to a genetic disorder to which there is no known cure, which causes her body to sometimes quickly speed up her cell metabolism. This has the effect of shrinking all of her cells, which effectively shrinks her down to around 2 inches tall for an unknown period of time. There is no known reasons for what triggers the shrinking periods, but some possibilities are talking about her shrinking, or when she is highly aroused. During these shrinking periods, she tries to find somewhere safe to wait it off and transform back into her normal size. Eating large amounts of food has been known to speed up the reversal process, but the effort and danger is not normally worth it.

Unknown to even her, however, was that her genetic disease was able to mutate. If her genetic code was disrupted or affected in any way, such as through magic or unbirthing, she could become even more unstable as to what she could turn into at random times.

Baby Serenthia form!

Friends would do anything for each other right? I guess in Carlie_Reyes case, she didn’t even care if her friend said yes or not, she was going to resolve her horniness one way or another. Unfortunately for Serenthia, her body decided to shrink at that exact moment, leaving her entirely vulnerable to be subjected to whatever Carlie wanted to do. Carlie proceeded to disrobe herself and get herself, and her bulging cock, ready for some fun with her little friend.

Serenthia was stuff inside the cock, screaming and begging for mercy, but Carlie had other plans. The cock proceeded to swarm her with cum and melt her down into a puddle of sex juices. That’s when Carlie got the lovely idea to continue playing with her friend. She shot her load into a jar, filling it with Serenthia seed. She took a turkey baster and deposited the seed back into her waiting pussy, sucking Serenthia up into her womb where she connected with a waiting egg and impregnated Carlie.

It didn’t take long for the growth factors to kick in and Serenthia, over the course of 24 hours, matured into a full fledged baby. All of her memories were erased during the process. Carlie, realizing it was birthing time, initiated the process. Serenthia kicked and screamed, not wanting to be removed from the warm womb, but Carlie, through the use of some magic, was able to bring her out into the world. Upon seeing her beautiful and amazing mommy, Serenthia knew she would be safe from all the world’s evil and would never be alone. Serenthia loves her mommy more than anything that could ever be loved.

When Serenthia’s genes activate, they cause massive age regression to send her back to this baby form, where she loses all of her memories until her body reverts back to it’s normal form, upon which she will remember nothing of her time as a baby. This form is normally activated by talking about nursing or extreme cuteness or just talking about how much one wishes they could be a mother.

Serenthia’s baby form is exactly like in the picture. She is bubbly, curious and loves to play with anything put in front of her. She has no verbal abilities and can only crawl to move around, but she will try to get anywhere she sees just to explore. You will often find her snuggled in her crib, her blanket in her mouth covered in slobber, as she tosses and turns with her dreams full of candy and exploration on her hands and knees.


Vampiric form with battle clothing

Something has awoken. Something ancient, remorseless and soulless. Something evil.

Casper_Shade, in one of her hunger phases, attempted to devour her friend Serenthia. She sunk her teeth into her neck, planning to drain her dry to satiate her own needs. However, Serenthia was able to reach Casper before losing her life and Casper relented, shocked at what she had just been about to do.

Nevertheless, the damage was done. The saliva from Casper coursed through Serenthia’s body. Carried in her blood, the vampiric DNA started to spread through her, changing her genetics. In most cases this would just give her a new form. This wasn’t most cases. It affected her in an epigenetic form, latching on to genes that had laid dormant in her family for millennia.

The Walker family had a vampire assassin named Clarissa in their family tree. She was ruthless and completely unstoppable. She killed for fun, smiling as she would dance in the blood of her fallen victims. Life was her playground and she was ready to sever limbs off just to ask her victim how much it hurt. She distrusted everyone, knowing that it was her against the world. Anything she needed, she got for herself, knowing that tricks or traps could be concealed in the most innocent of disguises. Clarissa had lived far beyond recorded time, but 600 years ago she had met her end at the hands of an unknown hunter. Nobody saw the battle, nobody knows how she finally was defeated... but her genes lived on in her children.

These are the genes that awoke within Serenthia on that night. After the bite, she collapsed to the floor unconscious. Her body rippled slightly, her heart beating faster and faster. She started to heat up, her lungs expanding to fuel her body more efficiently. Her muscles started to become harder, stronger. Serenthia flipped over onto her back, staring up. Her eyes were wide open... but it wasn't the old, gentle Serenthia looking out of those eyes. She let out a gasp... and then it started. Her body roiled in torment as all the color drained from it, leaving it ashy white. Starting at the roots of her hair, brown color started crawling up each follicle, devouring the golden sheen. It raced along until a tangled mess of brown hair was all that remained. The sky-blue color of her eyes slowly receded... and in it's place blood-red erupted from the iris, leaving eyes that could show no remorse or guilt. Her back rippled and Serenthia screamed in agony. She writhed on the ground until her back broke open and two black wings, razor sharp, erupted from it and spread to their full length, ripping her shirt clean off. Her lips turned ruby red, the only color on her pale, lifeless face. This was still Serenthia, but long gone was the care for human life, being nice, even the smiling ... that was replaced by one thought. Blood and power. She was human... but she was not. Her senses were unlike anything she could of ever imagined. Every sound in a miles radius she could hear, her eyes could see in the dark as if on the brightest of days. Her nose smelt everything, detecting blood types from the neighbors, smelling fear itself. Her body was weightless, indescribably powerful. Thanks to Serenthia keeping the body in perfect condition with cheerleading and all of the activities she did, this vampiric body was pushed to the limit of peak physicalness. Her form remembers all of the training that Clarissa put herself through, all of the battles and wars, all of the assassination contracts. When she transforms, Serenthia changes from a sweet, endearing and life-loving young adult, into a war machine bent on destruction and mayhem... and she has all the tools to accomplish it.

She does not stay in this form indefinitely, just like her shrinking and other forms she randomly slips in and out of this form. However, history has shown that the scent of blood that she has spilt herself, even by accident, can cause the transformation to happen faster. When she awakes as her normal self, she remembers nothing of her time in her vampiric form, the only reminder is the blood on her arms and face, and the change of clothes she has stolen or torn off her victims.

One thing Serenthia still does not know about her vampiric form is that it has been busy. On the first night of her transformation, Serenthia had raced all the way to the burial site of Clarissa and broken into the hall of the dead reserved for the Walker family. Clarissa had been buried in her armor, and now Serenthia had it for herself. Locked in a chest in an abandoned warehouse, she has hidden away all of the equipment that belonged to Clarissa, grabbing it every time she transforms to aid her in combat. Her armor consists of a solid black leather breastplate with matching greaves. The sheathes for her swords, Misery and Despair, rest across her back. The swords are twin steel longswords, one with a ruby in the hilt, the other with an emerald. She wears thigh high boots, with 2 inch-heels and 5 sheathes on each which are filled with iron throwing daggers. Her gloves are leather hide with spring-loaded sockets for darts. Each glove holds three darts, tipped with poison, that normally release when Serenthia punches someone, but can also be shot out manually at a distance.

Casper made a mistake causing this transformation... and now the world will pay.

Predator form - reality manipulation

There are people so detached from reality that talking to them is a pointless endeavor. You speak to them but their minds are elsewhere and they see right through you and each word bounces off of them, never to be heard. For Serenthia, when she is in this form she is the opposite. She is so attached to reality that it becomes her clay with which to mold it into any form she wishes.

The high school kids of Cliffview High discovered this for themselves when they pulled a prank on Serenthia, knowing her immense fear of the dark.

Working late on a project for science at the school, a group of six kids drugged her and hid her in a closet so that when she woke up she was alone in the dark school. Well... she thought she was alone. The dark conceals many unimaginable horrors, but the greatest horrors are the ones that don’t exist in your imagination but instead live in reality. This is what Serenthia found out when she realized the janitor was still in the school, drunk.

She screamed and ran, trying to find a way out of the school only to come across locked door after locked door until she finally bumped into the janitor in the cafeteria. She pleaded and begged for help, which the janitor gratefully offered as he took her to principals office to get the key to open the doors. What happened in that room scarred her to the edge of sanity... and then tipped her over.

It wasn’t just rape, it was torture.

When her mind snapped, her genetics took over, altering her brain chemistry. The brain is comprised of two types of processes, the thinking processes centered in the cortex which allows us to have rational, logical thought, and the lower parts of the brain which control emotion and basic animal instincts. When the higher thought processes shut off, people revert to their baser animal instincts... but what happened to Serenthia was those lower functions shut off and she was left as a cold, rational, logical being with the ability to control everything around her.

The janitor was the lucky one as he was dead before he hit the ground after her arm turned into a blade and ripped through his chest cavity. The kids were not so lucky. She crept into their dreams, learning about each of their hopes, their desires... their fears.

One girl was shrunk and tangled in webbing, slowly devoured alive by a spider. A boy and girl were caught fucking in the bathroom. The boy's dick turned into a barbed and spiked device, ripping her apart as she died of internal bleeding and her nails turned into claws, piercing through his skin and into his lungs. One of the last boys was changed into a dog treat, gobbled up soon after by his own dog. The last two girls were trapped in their own minds, seconds feeling like years, unable to escape the blackness that surrounded them. When they were finally brought back to reality minutes later, which felt like a century to them, they were broken, lifeless husks.

When Serenthia returned to normal sometime later, she remembered nothing and when she saw the news reports of the school children missing or dead she felt guilty and offered her sincerest condolences... while somewhere deep inside and unaware to her, she was smiling.

This is the form Serenthia takes when scared beyond belief or placed in a situation beyond comprehension when her emotional mind simply can not handle it. She can and will do anything, even letting her prey believe they have the upper hand... but in the end you will not leave in the same mental state that you met her in... even if that means no mental state at all.

Magic:

A late night hunt was found to be very fruitful. Serenthia, in her vampiric form, stumbled upon Emerald_Daemon and after some cruel playing, bit into Daemon and tore through her throat. The magical blood of Daemon has infused Serenthia with the ability to travel through shadows, acting as a short distance teleportation. She is not too sure of these powers but is quickly learning how to adapt them to make her even more deadly. While her normal form can do this, she is completely unaware of it and has no idea how to control it or make it happen even accidentally.

OOC:

If I don't have any sign up, then I'm just in a watching mood but definitely always available for a whisper if you have an idea!
DND: I may not answer your reply due to working on too many roleplays, or busy with other work
Away: I'm just gone for a little bit and I will reply to all tells when I get back! Always love to come back to some whispers :)
LFRP: Come and ask away, I'd love to hear any idea or just come up with one together from scratch :)
IC: Approach me in character right from the get-go!
OOC: You'll have to put me in an RPing mood, but feel free to talk to me about anything! :D
Open: Available for whatever you'd like, even if it's just talking about life :D

If I'm sitting in the library and don't have the DND sign up, it usually means I'm available for anything. :)

I enjoy any type of role-play, absolutely any. While I love being very tiny, I can easily role-play my normal height, and any form you'd like. Never worry that I'll just randomly change height, or form, if we start a planned role-play with me in a certain way, I'll finish it that way unless we decide to switch it up :D. If it's just a spur of the moment roleplay, I may change size or form all of a sudden, but if you'd prefer me not, you are always free to tell me so! :D

In vampiric form, her text will be Red if requested. Predator form text will be Dark Grey.

My Icon is from Merrin, thank you! Yay for Phi!

This character is basically my representation of myself, there are differences between us though, such as the fact that she and I do not have the same major in school... along with the obvious other differences :).