A byproduct of both her ancestors’ genetics and her own great feats, Thetrine is a monument to her lifestyle and environment. Normally she carries a glowing and positive appearance like that of a 23-year-old, despite her age of 83, and stands at height of 7’ 5 3/4” (2.2797 meters) at 225 lbs. Her entire body is covered in a silky, smooth, soft, black coat of fur that always has the slightest hint of a gleam, a rare event from the right angle. While she does not appear to have much muscle mass, she still can create great feats in physically strength, legend saying strong enough to lift the front end of a minivan, for a short time, at least. Even with that, she still focusses on using agility and endurance to her advantage, being able to run for hours at a time at speeds nearly around 35mph. Inside and throughout her body is a bone structure at almost five times the density of that of the average human, with it being practically a feather in weight. While her strength, agility, bone density, and overall physique may make her seem invincible, unbeatable, heck, even God-like, she is nothing of the sort, as she is prone to domination from even some of the most feeble of rivals.
Atop her head is a flowing snowy-white mane cut off at her shoulder blades, silky in touch and of medium thickness, usually worn in a somewhat archaic form; this hair is parted by her equine ears, one being cut from a heated altercation with a rival, the other pierced. Her face mostly resembles any day-to-day mare from Equestria. It is rather clean, nearly flawless, except for a thin, two-inch scar on her left cheek, beneath the lightly packed fur that covers. Blue as the sky, her eyes are commonly attentive and alert to her surroundings. She has a pair of soft, lightly protruding cheeks with high cheekbones to accompany, the two resting by her short muzzle. At the tip of her muzzle are two small nostrils, almost unnoticeable to anyone not with a few yards, and south of them is her mouth, being shown by some reasonably revealed, navy-blue lips. Inside of her maw rest a row of teeth, 20 on the bottom and 22 on the top. On the top, starting from the center, there are four incisors, followed by four canines split to grant two to each side of the rows of predecessors, and following them are three premolars and four molars alining. The bottom is nearly identical, though with one less premolar on both halves. Her jaw is rather strong, almost able to break thin planks of wood. While her neck is decently thick, it still remains ladylike.
Somewhat broad and noticeably packed with muscle, her shoulders attach to her biceps, that are sexily slim though also hinted with some well-defined flesh. Her sleek forearms connect smoothly at the elbow, her hands attached by strong wrists. Compared to an average sized man, her hands are almost equal in size, though remaining proportionate to other ladies’, with short fingernails at the tip of each phalange. Just south of her shoulder blades, on her strong back, are two grand wings outfitted with feathers of her body’s tint that, even though are usually traded for other means of transportation, stay strong and beautiful in their six foot span, being compactly folded to the body when not used to glide or provide an act of dominance through perspective. Leading down from her collar bones are a pair of soft, tender, plump O cup breasts, the protruding as far as six and three fourths inches from her chest, being topped off by soft nipples that can grow to reach as far as one and a half inches, well sized areolae, each about two inches in radius, moating them. Her abdomen is admirable, being sleek, thin, and sexy while wielding a six pack; this covers her dual stomachs, a genetic birthright given to her by her fore-family. One stomach is a digestive stomach like any other, but with incredibly strong digestive properties, and the other, is a comfortable, non-digestive stomach.
Below her torso is a pair of slim though decently full hips, with a curvy and soft booty placed behind. The easily gropeable buns, due to her size, are close to the size of half a soccer ball, and are prone to a light bounce and jiggle during a hop or skip. In the front is her more masculine parts: her deep navy, equine wang dangles almost ten and one fourths inches in length by one inch in width, and can grow to be sixteen and a half high and two wide when she’s aroused. In a heavy, swinging sac of the same hue are two gonads, each the size of a tennisball, and right behind those are her female nethers, a pair of tight vaginal lips that stretch nearly two inches in length. This spot is closed by her lean, yet noticeably muscle-wrapped, thighs that are barely even an inch apart at all times. Her knees are strong at the joint, and her calves appear great in their performance. Each lower leg ends with a foot of average length and width with five toes.
Although she like to keep things natural, she does have a series of body modifications, ranging from the simple piercing to to the most elaborate body art. Her one and only piercing, a double piercing, is on her intact ear, a third of the way up from the ear’s base. Around her left eye is a small yet complex pattern of white marks, used to trick security cameras and facial recognition. A series of beautiful, luminous tribal markings spread across her lower body, which can only be activated through tribal meditation.

While her mood is conditional in relation to her surroundings, Thetrine commonly keeps a cool head about things. As a mercenary among other things, the pegasus has developed her morals around karma, doing to others as they do to her or the ones she cares about, and around having to do whatever it takes for the greater good. This can result in her preforming some somewhat cold-hearted actions, unless if she can find a better option in the near future. Her other professions are centered around servanthood, leading to qualities of dedication to her possessors and compassion and care to those who she serves. Her ‘whatever it takes’ mentality also lands here, open-mindedly preforming various deeds when needed.
She has no dedicate and true religious dedication, but does have spiritual beliefs that link to her part in the Milkmare heritage. Meditation is one instance of this, as is her thoughts on the supernatural, such as ghosts and other subjects some act skeptical upon.

Fertility Control- Whether she plays the male or female counterpart, Thetrine can control if she will become pregnant or impregnate others.

Figure Morphing- Thetrine can’t turn to whatever her heart desires, though she does have a decently-sized list, each form developed from past prey. The current selection is not that large, however: feral pony, which is compatible with other forms; mermare; and slime.
She can turn into any of these at will, her transformation process varying in performance and taking immense focus and energy.

Vore and Eating- Almost an immediately inherited trait, Thetrine can develop quite the appetite, not only for the norm, but also for things still alive and kicking. She has gone through personal and professional training to perfect this, and almost always on the look out for other ways that she can devour. Her elastic lips, mouth, cheeks, and throat plus her unhinging jaw makes oral vore a breeze, her fluxing stomach capacity being her only limitation. Her exit can also be used as an entrance; her intestinal track is able to receive and transport her entrée to the digestive stomach, and a separate, uncoiled tubular organ, also linked to the same back door, can carry those not to be digested into the "safekeeping" stomach. Her vaginal lips are also capable of intake, and her womb can hold and either reform and birth any living organism that happens to enter, or merely release them after a while, nearly good as new. As for her manly bits, her cock can grow and stretch to great sizes to engulf whatever might get inside the length, guiding it down to her sac, able to, similar to her female nethers, safely hold or turn them into cum. Her bosom has openable, stretchy nipples, which can be pushed upon another and, when ready, penetrated, sending them into her rack for shelter or for Thetrine to make the one inside into fatty padding or, sometimes less commonly, milk.

Breastmilk Production- While they’re good for decoration, Thetrine’s bosom is known for the making of its liquids; usually milk, though in some cases flavorful juices and liquors can be produced. These are commonly translucent or white, but sometimes they can form in a color suited to it instead. The fluids are swayed by what is ingested by her, what being developed when being on accord of the winged lady. There are many benefits to this, the largest being the little to no waste left behind from a large meal.

Regeneration- Though it does take time, Thetrine can quickly regenerate skin from flesh wounds, and the power works internally and externally. This process does take a settled heart and very little movement, and can take well over a minute to complete.

“The Bite”- When young, Thetrine was bitten during a late-night venture into the woods by what seemed to be a wolf, and the event was brushed off. That is until she later began to gain monstrous temptation and transformation upon each new moon: her eyes would glow red; unexplainable enhancements to her strength flowed through every muscle; senses heightened; her mind could only focus on a need to satiate an un-ending hunger. She practically became a werewolf, though one trapped within her current form, and the thoughts made her act with animalistic instinct, pushing her to need to satiate her need for flesh however she can. Over time though, she has learned to mitigate the urges and only let them run amok when she deems it fit or to her benefit.

In the town of Graelych, a small settlement mainly controlled by hunters, miners, and lumberjacks, Thetrine was born to her pony mother, an ex-native of Equestria who found a need to adventure before settling down. Thetrine’s technical father was the hermaphrodite chief of a mass of the Milkmare tribe, who needed to stay and lead her people, though kept her door open to Thetrine whenever needed. Thetrine had no sibling at birth, not until she was introduced to her younger brother just shy of three years later.
Thetrine grew up and learned everything she needed for her life today: the nearby deep woods allowed her to learn survival; with the help of her friend Bucky, an eyepatch wearing red fox who worked as a nomadic merchant and, secretly, criminal, she learned how to hunt, use guns, negotiate, and act stealthily; working in breaking down rocks and cutting down trees built up her strength; she also went to visit her fathering mother and the local tribe to enhance and provoke Thetrine’s genetic ability, as well as practice meditational technics that allowed her hone her focus and control of many part of her body. On her own, Thetrine taught herself the art of vore, using wild animals and, if they were close enough, friends to perfect her eating abilities, becoming a thing of fame for her. When she was about fourteen, she received a bite from a mysterious, red-eyed wolf, an event that seemed minor at the time, though sprouted into a rather large complication; It was late, and the new moon rested high in the blackened, post-midnight sky. Thetrine had laid down to rest in her tent, being far from any civilization, when her eyes closed and for a few minutes slumbered, only to reopen, solid red and searching for meat. As she awoke just a minute too late to catch the sunrise, many surprises fell upon her. Her gut was swollen, and surrounding on her lips, hands, and belly were bloodstains and tufts of fur. Across the campsite were bones with only the thinnest slivers of muscle on them. After finishing her digestion and washing off, she immediately went to the Milkmare, who suggested that the mysterious bite may be responsible. For almost a year going forward, Thetrine did everything in her power until finally, she had become able to control it. The temptation would still be there, though she could stop any psychopathic acts, but not the occasional day dream or drooling. At the age of nineteen, Thetrine left her hometown, heading off to Amplohedvivo for adventure and prosper.
Thetrine grew very accustomed to Amplohedvivo; she got a hotel, got a few part-time jobs and bought an apartment in no time. While these places payed the bills and were good workplaces, she knew that there was more opportunity for her out there. Over many, many years, a crime group known as Syndicate continuously grew and grew, eventually ruling the entire town with an iron first; they payed off cops, terrorized from whoever they pleased, they even managed corrupted the local government. Thetrine knew this had to be stopped, and that she was the one to do it. Linking with some underground sources, she constructed a counteractive gang, going by the name of the Renegade. Thetrine made it relatively small at first, though made up for it by finding some of the best: first was Bucky, her childhood friend who specialized in thievery, sabotage, and other stealthy matters, as well as piloting aircraft; next was Grant, a very muscular stallion with brown coat, black hair, and grey eyes who knows a thing or two about blowing stuff up and looking tough, despite being a somewhat ditzy softy; completely identical, lightly endowed, black jaguar twins Lila and Lacy can shoot the head off a pin from a quarter mile away, and aren't afraid to act cocky about it; 27-year-old Doc, the engineer, field medic, and light weapons expert, is a smart, perceptive, and reasonably charismatic grey wolf; finally there is heavy weapons expert Lance, a raptor who is quick to judge and almost eternally hungry for blood. Combining their powers, the Syndicate was pushed back to their home country and life became safe and peaceful and free once again, leaving the group with a positive reputation despite the law’s recognition of them as being vigilantes. While their original goal was complete, the group stayed together, doing multiple freelance jobs across the world, either for pay or for personal desire. After many years of this, Thetrine has become rather wealthy, owning a penthouse and beach house, not to mention owning a vast arsenal of tools for her trade and a well-sized garage.

Thetrine has many ways to get her ways on some cash, and it’s proven to be very beneficial. Her main career is as a mercenary, working freelance, with her team, or for personal reasons. While this is her main source of profit, this doesn’t take up as much of her work time as her other jobs. She does many tidbits throughout Amplohedvivo, the main type being on the lewd end. Thetrine works as a stripper, private dancer, model, and countless other seductive professions, though never limits herself to her city, and is always willing to take on countless submissive careers, no matter the journey’s length.

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Family Ring- This solid ring, inscribed in ancient text, has been gifted to Thetrine by the Milkmare tribe, as this special ring is customarily given to every herm born into it. Despite it’s usual state, it is said to hold mysterious power only true tribal descendants can conjure.

Smartphone- A pretty average smartphone with a sleek, black case.

HoloWatch- A smart watch with the ability to produce 3D and 2D models in the air, or project the screen onto a wall.

Purse- An average, brown, leather bag with a strap to sling over the shoulder. Not commonly used, but it’s handy none the less.

Switchblade- A switch-activated blade, commonly used as a hand tool, though could potentially get someone out of a fight.

Yet to be added. :D

N/A

The planet, being roughly comparable in size to that of Neptune, has an atmosphere much like Earth. The wild is also similar, having all sorts of wildlife and natural beauties spread across the lands. While many features like that of Earth are shown, some differences stand in the way of it being a mirror image. Of these features, one singular rotation of the naturally-born satellite takes exactly 72 hours, three times that of earth, with a 417 yearly cycle, every nine years losing two. Ancient people there on the planet have adapted to recording this, using a calendar system that tracks days, seasons, and years, though never months, instead quartering the days of the year towards each season with predetermined numbers. The first of Spring begins the year, having 104 days, Summer with 102, Fall with 103, and Winter with 108, Winter losing two days every nine years. Writing the date is like so: if you were to write the fiftieth day of Winter in the year 1900, you would write, “1900, 50th of Winter” or “1900-50-4” (the four symbolizing it being the fourth season of the year).
Many other peoples inhabit the planet, all on their own continents, within organized countries with culture to match. These countries, including Amplhedvivo, remain generally in peaceful commerce with one another, holding seasonal council to subdue and resolve conflict that one nation might pose against another before war becomes inevitable. All the countries use diverse means towards governing their people, all seeming to work and not be seen as arbitrary in the eyes of other peoples. One country, now a barren, vicious wasteland, did just that, ultimately collapsing. Its name of Dralanak, a word being taken from the now lost language of the people which best translates to “prosperous and happy life” or “utopia”, was a word that reflected horrors, woe, death, despite its original meaning, being a ruthless dictatorship where people faced hard labor, starvation, executions and other such monstrosities while their tyrannical “leaders” lived in the lap of luxury, that is until what were later-subdued riots and protests turned to riot and rebellion, leading to civil war and eventually the nation pulling its own plug via nuclear bomb; the lands were luckily equipped with large, well-stocked fallout shelters splayed in multiple covert locations, most being liberated by the revolutionists. With this incident came wastelands, any harmful radiation having completely faded over the 58 years later, though not without leaving the lands as a shell of what was, the people surviving by the skin of their teeth. Today, some of those who were lucky left to never return, while others stayed to brave it and survive in what’s left of what was. While it’s not recommended, no law really restricts anyone from going there.

Geography and Wildlife- Piromia is a gargantuan expanse of varying natural formations and landscapes, most of the elegant blends of lands having yet to be explored. The deserts, savannas, and grasslands go on for countless miles, the forests and jungles vary from thin to dense with towering trees, arctic landscapes lay blanketed in white snow and ice in the north, the hills curve graciously and the mountains are miles in height and pierce the heavens, rivers and streams turn into beautiful waterfalls or flow into beautiful, shimmering bodies of water, beaches and cliffs rimming the peninsula’s ocean border. After so many venturing though these lands, paths have formed from the routes trod, decade by decade. Few decide to inhabit these lands, most deciding to limit themselves to small towns if anything.
The wildlife of these areas are abundant, few species being endangered or close to such a state, the natural food chain being the controlling factor to prevent overpopulation. While there are various landscapes, the fauna decide to keep themselves within their intended habitats, a mere handful of creatures can adapt to going from one land to another. Hunters commonly wander about these lands and often come back with overflowing arms of game, though sometimes become victim of a reverse in the normal order. The common, well-known creatures are present, but coexist with different beasts and other being, some even seeming alien. One prominent example is the Blennevorus, a genderless slime of varying, usually fruity, taste with a corresponding hue. It also possesses the peculiar ability to understand its place on the food chain and heavily act upon it; it will hunt what is sees as food, easily entrapping and engulfing said prey before fully disintegrating the meal and adding too its mass. When it sees any being above it, however, it will immediately rush to him or her and force feed its own self, whether or not the feedee can handle it. There are also a series of wild plant life that, like the beasts of the lands, have the normal and the outlandish, one sample being the hundreds of oversized, man-eating plants, some sentient, others not.

Other Towns/Settlements and Tribes/Other Societies:
The Milkmare Tribe- The Milkmare is a feminine-equine exclusive tribe built around the glorification of, as the name suggests, milk. Each Milkmare has many qualities that make it individual among other tribes, including immortality (not to be confused with invincibility, which they do not have), laden mammaries, enhanced breast milk production, hidden physical strength, magics, and other amazing abilities. The people of each tribal clan usually share the same specific order of equine and are led by a chief, who is mandatorily a hermaphrodite and breeds with the tribespeople they lead. The chief must breed at least until there is another hermaphrodite born for the heredity of being chief, and if two are born in the same lifetime, the youngest is elected as the new chief. There is no true restriction to the type of equine that resides in the tribe, and special rituals allow outsiders to join, with more exclusive practices for non-equine and non-feminine members-to-be. The rituals for those who already fit the criteria become subject to endowment enhancing, bonding exercises, and magics to increase breast milk production and give them normal qualities of the Milkmare. As for the rest, a different route is taken. The person is taken into the womb of the Milkmare chief, then is drifted into a state of slumber in which they melt away and reform into a female equine (sometimes of their choosing) with sizable breasts and few other descriptive properties. After being birthed, she then drinks the milk from the mothering milkmare, granting the new clan member with the powers, ability, and other factors of a standard Milkmare.

Going hand-in-hand, the over three-century cultural background has molded with the law of the land. Their culture entwines around five key factors: food, vore and sex, the past times of the people, and freedom and equality, the staple elements. These are things that stand as icons in the democracy, in the town and beyond. Even in small communities and tribes in the country’s, these five objectives are held with respect, some raising some of these values more than others.
Freedom and equality tie hand in hand, each and every being who enters the city, and most of the country, are given numerous freedoms and fair treatment by the government. Services such as healthcare, insurance, and things as small as wifi are granted to everyone through Amplhedvivo’s government, though some groups create their own services. The people of Amplhedvivo face little to no mass restriction, whether it be polygamy, bearing arms, speech, etc., though the law sets perimeters of some that need to be restricted, and law enforcement are allowed to crack down and stop anyone who are believed to have had or have taken things way too far. In those instances, the citizens are also granted the right to a fair trial and their punishment is most of the time considered as fair, the death penalty being viewed as illogical, and, due to an act in the healthcare system, unfeasible. Most of the small-town settlements outside follow the same pattern, though the tribes do have some varying traits.
Food is held in high regard within the country, almost everything being held in regard of being a delicacy without the hefty price tag on it. The people find the ability to turn simple foodstuffs into works of plated art that those who can do such are presented with prestige equal to that of a superstar. Whether hosted for a neighborhood, city, or even throughout the country, competitions for who can create the best dish are common fair, as are eating contests and others of the sort, most in the nation having elastic stomachs, or at least having gut enough to get a decent curve. With the abundance of various environments, farming wide varieties of food has become simplified, prices for harvested goods being low, making the prices for industrial-made items almost free. Meats are also abundant, only a few species being endangered or restricted from eating. Even some species seen as anything but meat eaters indulge in the stuff, though some keep strong on their morales to avoid feasting on their less-evolved kind.
Vore has become a very common thing amongst the people of Amplhedvivo, an act that many see as a symbolic ritual, it’s meaning varying. As for the cultural aspect, many see vore as an intimate act, something to show care, connection, even love for another. It’s used as a way of bonding between parties, the closeness of the predator and the prey making them feel more deeply caring towards one another. This also is built off of trust, but is not horribly uncommon for two strangers to do it. While many use it to care for one another, some use it for revenge, to quench their undying hunger, or for other reasons. Random eatings aren’t uncommon and are usually seen as a way to tackle hunger. Different vibes are generally sent off by different people: prey will send off prey vibes, preds will send off pred vibes, and so on and so forth. Not many laws restrict vore, as it is no true threat, even if someone gets the “full experience”. The odd thing is, even if somebody is digested, they manage to reappear within days or even hours after their fate. Nobody rightly knows how this is, but not a single citizen, even if they had been in need of such services, have managed to crack the puzzle. With such an arcane occurrence, some have gone off to form small religious orders and conspiracist groups to interpret the mystery.
Sex has become rather glorified and equally unspoken amongst the people of the town. Whereas many other cultures set laws and cultural or social barriers to restrict some more lewd activities, Amplohedvivo is rather loose on what goes on. Same-sex marriage and polygamy isn't illegal, meaning anyone can marry just about anyone who they wish, leaving matters concerning the aforementioned topics and other similar matters, like open marriage, to the individual persons. Children are usually taught about the birds and the bees before entering teen-hood but are not encouraged to act on anything much, though no restrictions are placed on anything between minors. A handful of entertainment attractions revolve around sex, and are so popular they have their own zone type, much like a commercial or residential zone, where questionable establishments and clothing-optional areas are the norm. Prostitution is legal, though organized businesses require licensing and other documentation; offering yourself up individually is free from the like. Rape is one of the few things that are not only downtrodden and barred by laws, but is highly discouraged by the widespread community.

-While she’s originally a herm, I may be interested in playing her as a female, just as long as the scenario’s right.
-I’m not a biologist, so a lot of physical description may be anatomically off. If you really want to know why something is, just ask and I’ll try to science/bs my way out.
-More to come! :D

-Don’t be afraid to approach me if interested, I don’t bite
-I don’t have any real requirements in terms of writing skill or length. All I ask is that your English is decently understandable and that you move the story along well. I’m a sucker for spontaneous, scenario-realistic actions, and love the need to improvise no matter how much it throws me off guard. Let your imagination run wild, though I ask that you don’t throw stuff in just to throw it in.
-I’m open for nearly every scenario, though my limit lies in the compatibility of my character. While this is the case, do not fear bringing an idea up.
-I’m okay at multitasking, though have learned from experience how horrible I am at juggling people, and I screwed many over before my long absence in doing so. Under some circumstances, two people are the max that I can manage at a time. If you’re interested in roleplaying while I’m busy, we may be able to schedule for a time or agree to meet up when both parties are ready. It’s not a matter of me not wanting to, I just don’t want to hurt others or hold bad relations.
-I’m not going to be extremely open with personal info, all that I will say is that I’m a human being, I’m not of the same gender as Thetrine, and I’m here legally.
-I’m pretty loose when it comes to limits, either I’m into it or I just don’t mind. If the very rare event occurs that I have been pushed from my comfort zone, I will most likely mention it. If I go too far with or bring up something that you’re uncomfortable with, don’t hesitate to bring it up; I want you to have fun, not be uncomfortable. ;)
-I’m not all too tolerative to extreme prejudice. If you don’t like something and still wish to roleplay, that’s fine, as we could probably find a way around it if it doesn’t put you off. If you don’t like something to the point where you have to approach my in a discriminatory manner, then please save some time by leaving, because there’s a good chance I’m just going to plain ignore you or give you half-effort responses. I’m not easily offended, but I’m not going to just shrug it off if someone goes too far.
-If you want some detailed prefs, check here: https://www.f-list.net/c/thetrine_equenlai/
-More to come! :D

+Re-did entire profile
+Added this useless change log probably nobody will look at

+Vortal Kombat and other RP Idea details
+Amplohedvivo Geography, Locations
+MANY Touch-Ups and Fixes
+Forms details
+Places and Armaments
+Other stuff I forgot that I’m too lazy to find and mention at the moment