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(Pic is used as reference only and will be taken down at the owners request)
(Character is more of an alt version of my main character if not a bit cutier)
(Character is a massive WIP)
(Im not against the thought of male preds or male preds who act like his big brother. I refuse to do any lewd things with other males.)
(If you have a IRL profile im not interested in playing with you.)
(Character is more prey than pred but not against the idea of playing pred)
(Character can be played in many different scenes and settings)
Currently in the mood for pokemon transformation with me as prey.
Name: Alma Karn
Age: 10 (Age is varable)
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Height: 4'9
Weight: 95lbs
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Green
Skin: Peach
Likes: Animals,Snakes,Sweets,Reading,Swimming
Dislikes: Fire,Cold Weather,some vegetables
Past: (TBA)
Trivia:
-wouldnt mind experimenting with different forms of him (Via unbirth most likely)
-It is unknown if this Alma knows any forms of magic might be worth experimenting with later.
-This could also be called a test character to see how many of the community enjoy Shota style characters.
-This Version of Alma is quite smart and is skilled in various forms of technology and Machinery.
RP ideas: (More to be added later. Some of these ideas can be played with Alma as prey.)
1. Big Sister/Litte Brother
2. Babysitter Peril
3. Mother's Love
4: Summoner (A fun idea for a fantasy setting)
5: The Litte Predator.
6. Master/Servant (Maybe a Fate/Stay night way of summoning.)
7. Big Brother pred. (Alma has a big brother who is a predator.)
8. Crash Course in Feral preds.
9. Endo Time. (Alma being stuck inside the belly or womb of a pred for a unknown amount of time.)
10.Time with Father. (Alma is adopted by a loving family soon spending time with his new father. Can extend to his new mother)
11.Transformation Station. (Alma gets turned into different things such as Gender Swapping and becoming another race. Never will do Inanimate object.)
12 Alma the magical girl. (Alma finds a magical item of some kind that transforms him into a magical girl.(Includes genderswaping)
13.Body not my own. (Alma and another accidental swap bodies now having to get used to his new body till finding a way to return to normal.(Could be anything from a pet to a tall and busty milf.)
14.Mayternity
15.Magic school
Family:
Father:
Mother:
Brother:
Sister:
Pets:
Mimki Loving Doggy Girl
Melissa_Milk Personal Milk Maid and general Toy.
Slaves:
Friends:
AI Generated Backstory (IF he is played as part kitsune. If not just ignore the mystical nature)
In the heart of a quiet, picturesque town nestled between rolling hills, there lived a young boy named Alma, a figure of both wonder and intrigue. His striking appearance captured attention wherever he went—his hair, an ethereal shade of pristine white, flowed like a cascade of moonlight down his back, contrasting sharply against his fair, porcelain skin. A pair of mesmerizing emerald eyes sparkled with an ancient wisdom that belied his tender years, beckoning those who dared to meet his gaze to peer into depths beyond ordinary comprehension.
Alma's mysterious aura was a constant source of curiosity and speculation among the townsfolk. His demeanor, far beyond his tender age, exuded a mature tranquility that set him apart from the exuberance of other children. He possessed a thoughtful nature, his words often laced with insight and wisdom that one would expect from a seasoned scholar, not a young boy. Though he longed to forge connections with his peers and experience the joys of a carefree childhood, Alma's depth of understanding and unique appearance led many to cast him as an enigmatic figure—an outsider dwelling on the fringes of the known.
The mansion he called home stood atop a solitary hill, surrounded by a canopy of ancient trees that seemed to whisper secrets only he could hear. The mansion, a time-worn masterpiece of grandeur, held secrets woven into its very bricks. Its halls echoed with the whispers of centuries gone by, and its ornate architecture seemed to blend harmoniously with the surrounding natural beauty. Inside, rooms filled with antiques and artifacts held stories of generations long past, reflecting the wisdom Alma had gleaned from the depths of history.
Yet, for all his enigma and grandeur, Alma yearned for the simple pleasures denied to him by his circumstances. He wished to laugh freely with friends, to chase fireflies on warm summer evenings, and to taste the joy of feeling understood. Beneath the veil of his extraordinary existence, Alma bore the weight of loneliness, his heart heavy with the desire to be perceived not as an anomaly, but as a normal boy.
The townspeople's fear and prejudice were perhaps the heaviest burdens Alma carried. His snow-white hair and eyes imbued him with an otherworldly quality, an attribute that, rather than inviting friendship, sparked whispers of superstition. Many regarded him as a being akin to a demon or a trickster spirit, a yokai in disguise. The very aspects that made him extraordinary also cast him as an outcast, a role he wore with quiet grace even as he yearned for acceptance.
As the modern era of the 2000s unfolded, Alma found himself navigating a world saturated with technology. It was a realm of marvels and complexity, a stark contrast to the simplicity of his secluded hilltop mansion. With determined curiosity, he embarked on a journey to understand this new age, adapting to smartphones, computers, and social media—a dance between the wisdom of centuries and the pace of contemporary life.
Amidst the stories and rumors of his supernatural nature, Alma walked a path that straddled the line between the ordinary and the extraordinary. In a world where connections were forged through screens, he yearned to connect heart-to-heart with those who saw beyond the surface. His agelessness fueled the whispers that painted him as a demon or yokai in disguise, tales spun by the fearful and the curious alike.
Deep within his heart, Alma carried a secret that only the moonlit nights witnessed—the truth of his origin. He was the result of a mystical union, born from the essence of an ancient and powerful nine-tailed kitsune spirit. It was said that his mother, touched by loneliness and the longing for a child, had pleaded to the spirits for a son. The kitsune spirit had heard her pleas, offering a fragment of its own essence to create Alma. This lineage of ancient wisdom and otherworldly connection flowed through his veins, adding another layer to his enigmatic nature.
But this supernatural gift had come at a great cost. Alma's mother, in giving birth to him, had been consumed by the very magic that granted her wish. The mystical nature of Alma's conception had exacted a toll, taking her life as she brought him into the world. It was a bittersweet legacy that cast a shadow over his existence, a reminder of the profound sacrifice made for his very being.
In the heart of that old mansion on the hill, Alma remained suspended between the worlds of childhood innocence and the burden of ageless wisdom. His journey, one of navigating the intricacies of human emotion, connection, technological advancement, and the legacy of his extraordinary heritage, was a tale of hope and longing. Alma, the boy with white hair and green eyes, sought to break free from the chains of isolation and be recognized not as an enigma, but as a soul yearning for the simple joys of being understood and loved.
