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Ui. It's bad enough when they can really communicate. But then there's OTHERS, and those are even more trouble!
Meet Syrali. She's not from around here, though she is from somewhere rather closer than you'd expect. Simply put, she's from another dimension! Though, this has some advantages.
The dimension she's from is the nearest one to ours that has life like her, if that makes any sense. That dimension is... rather different from our own, but similar in many ways. The end result... well.
For one, Syrali can speak (broken) english, and survive on our world. For another, she's actually visible and tangible to us.
However, that's where the similarities end. You can SEE how different she is!
She doesn't have internal organs as we think of them. She doesn't have anything corresponding to a heart, or to lungs as we think of them, or to a liver, or much of anything, really. She doesn't make SENSE in our world. However, she's the dominant species of her world.
Her species feeds on energy, for the most part. Typically, the life energy of smaller living things than themselves, or larger things that happen to eat them. They're very durable as a species, lacking a rigid skeletal structure to break, lacking the real need for fresh air, lacking... well, quite a few things. They're almost parasites, in a way, but predators at the same time. However, they're more than happy to use their natural abilities, as you can see in her picture. They've got a very elastic sac in their belly, thick with cells designed to siphon life energy... though their entire body is comprised of this. Solar energy will do in a pinch, but it'll make them grumpy, at the same time.
Syrali is a typical example of her species. She's a younger member, at the end of her adolescence or the beginning of her adulthood. For her kind, this means she is a wanderer, looking for a place to lay claim to as her own, or a pack to join. That's how she got here, really... she found a portal, and got too close in an attempt to satisfy her curiosity. Now, though... she's in a new place! There's no competition for anything! Except, perhaps, a mate.... if she can get past the attitude people seem to have about her odd appearance.
Syrali is... really, half feral, or more. She doesn't wear clothes because she doesn't understand the purpose. She's more than happy to go around naked, and shamelessly so at that. She really doesn't understand why people stare at her when they see her... of course, it probably doesn't help that she's as prone to going about on all fours as she is to walking on two legs.
Really, though, clothes wouldn't suit her too well. Her skin is rather sensitive, smooth and completely without hair or pores, save for the hair on her head. It's warm to the touch, as well, and soft, similar to a gel-pack in many respects, and rather comfortable to lean against, or to have pressing up against you.
And her species is a VERY physical one. Simple contact is very much enjoyed, sensations savored, the works. In her world, it's not uncommon to find twenty or more piled up together, sharing their energy with each other, savoring the simple pleasure and warmth of being together.
Syrali, herself? She just... well, she wants a mate, first and foremost. She wants someone special to spend the rest of her life with. We'll see how well that works out, I suppose... but in the meantime, she'll be entertaining prospects for some time, which essentially means stalking, tackling, and generally forcing her affections on... or blackmailing with the theft of their stuff till she gets what she wants. Good luck calling the cops! No prison can hold her.
In any case, if interested, PM me, but please don't do so ICly.
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