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|Name| Ayumi Chiyoko
|Nickname| Umi, Yoko
|Age| 21 Years Old
|Sex| Female
|Race| Eternal
|Species| Mystic
|Weight| 140 LBS.
|Height| 5'5"
|Eye Hue| Citrine
|Hair Color| Either midnight black or silver white
|Hair Length| Flowing down her back
|Hair Style| Slightly wavy, mostly straight
|Body Type| Slender, elegant, busty
|Distinguishing Features| Golden mask over her visage
|Personality| Aloof, reserved, calculating
|Residence| Forgotten Temple
|Location| Mountainside
|Likes| Music, fruits, animals
|Dislikes| Cruelty, spicy foods
|Hobbies| Instrument playing, dancing, hunting
|Clothing Types| Form-fitting & traditional
|Known Languages| Japanese & English
|Dominant or Submissive| Dominant to submissive
|Patience Level| High

Raised within an Amaterasu faithful clan, Ayumi was one of multiple children to be born into the lost clan, taught to be neutral but fair when it came to dealing with others as everything tended to have its place until it disturbed even the greater order of balance. Situated within the mountains, a temple and adjacent to it is a two-story minka that housed many of the clan from the elders to the young that were starting their training whether as warriors or guardians of the temple under the mantles of priests or priestesses. One of fifteen children of six girls, Ayumi was one of the middle children with her cousins and siblings, learning the trade of the clan. Though when it came time to be chosen whether to be a guardian or warrior, Ayumi was singled out along with a distant male cousin to be the new masters of their generation and of the household when the elders eventually began to pass away. There was much hardship placed onto this particular generation and it never seemed to abate, almost at times like the goddess had grown displeased with the clan and wanted to see them wiped out. It wasn't until Ayumi was paired with another male, leader of the Warrior sect, and a grave illness befell the holy sect that decimated the remaining prospects that She finally spoke to Ayumi. It was jolting and painful, the searing of her words into her mind, made to witness the destruction of the clan and know there was nothing to alleviate the cause. Heart-broken, Ayumi nearly disobeyed the deity as she attempted to save her fellow clansmen from perishing but it was realized to her that after losing her second partner due to being ignored as superstition and fear; that her intervention would only contribute to a worse fate than what she first envisioned. It was an agonizing death of the clan, observing calmly as her emotions dulled and her family faded away before her very eyes. Noting that after her 24th year of living and that her appearance barely altered after the final death of the clan, it was then that the deity made herself known, nearly blinding the only survivor of circumstance. From that point on the area fell into obscurity and was closed off from the world, leaving only the young mystic girl with empty eyes to guard her secrets and roam.

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Name(s) - Ezume or Mei Atsushi
Nickname(s) - N/A
Age- 150
Sex- Gender fluid
Race- Siren
Species- Fae
Weight(s) - Mei= 110, Ezume= 215
Sexual Orientation(s) -Bisexual
Height(s) - Mei= 5'2", Ezume= 6'5"
Eye Color(s) - Golden amber to sky blue
Hair Color- Midnight
Hair Length- Waist length, rarely short in Yuma Siren form
Hair Style- Straight and slightly wavy
Body Type(s) - Mei= curvy, petit, lithe & Ezume= muscular, tall, lean
Claw Length- 5 inches, curved tips
Incisor Length- 2.5 inches
Tail Length(s)- Mei= 5 ft, Ezume= 7 ft
Tail Color- Sea blue, barely differs
Tail Scaling- Smooth
Personality- Mei= shy, sweet, thoughtful & Ezume= Outgoing, kind, warm
Residence- Private Island Cove
Location- Island along the coasts of Japan
Mentality- calm, cordial
Likes- alcohol, spicy foods, candy, traveling
Dislikes- cruelty, invaded space, bland foods
Hobbies- Cooking, sing
Clothing Types- Traditional, snug
Dominant or Submissive- Dominant, rarely submissive
Patience Level- High


When Ezume was born, he was found by a fisher woman on the coast of Japan and was almost killed by her as she knew exactly what he was as well as being hardened to the world. Her own husband had been a victim of some form of monster, assuming that the Sirens had taken him from her since she had to take over from his business to keep herself alive. Male Sirens are a rarity being born in the pod with a majority of females but every hundred years or so, one is born and based on the pod, the Matriarch would either decide to kill the male or accept him to protect them and facilitate the feeding of the females. In his case he was to be accepted by the Matriarch, actually pleased with the potential of him being a mate to her and bringing more purebred females into the pod. Unfortunately, days after being birthed by his mother into a shallow cave pool pirates came upon their pod and killed the majority of them, causing the rest to scatter all-around of Asia until they were either captured, killed or have roamed free and deep into the waters, only resurfacing to feed, maybe even breed to resurge the numbers once it was established for a safe area.
* Special Note: Since he has fish anatomy, he follows the natural occurrence to be a female *

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|Name| Unnamed
|Nickname| N/A
|Age| 21 Days old= 21 Years Old
|Sex| Female
|Race| Demon
|Species| Succubus
|Sexual Orientation| Straight
|Weight| 160 LBS.
|Height| 5'5"
|Eye Color| Amber to Golden/ Sometimes Crimson
|Hair Color| Dependent on Form Taken
|Hair Length| Dependent on Form Taken but usually long
|Hair Style| Dependent on Form Taken
|Body Type| Limber, busty and curvaceous
|Claw Length| 2 Inches long
|Incisor Length| .5 Inch long
|Wing Length & Spread| 13 FT long, 6 FT wide
|Distinguishing Features| Amber irises & a demonic brand on her navel
|Personality| Lustful, loyal, intelligent, sweet, feisty
|Residence| Unknown
|Location| Unknown
|Title/ Rank| Whatever She Wants
|Mentality| Perceptive, Empathic
|Likes| Pain, pleasure and any entertainment she is given
|Dislikes| Boredom, disappearances and unwarranted violence
|Hobbies| Exploring the realm, cooking, reading
|Clothing Types| Usually form-fitting and snug
|Known Languages| English
|Dominant or Submissive| Depends on the situation but usually submissive
|Patience Level| High, but lowers based on individual
|Family-|

Mother- Trapped within Second Circle or Roaming/ Unknown
Father- Deceased
Siblings- All around/None Biological

Upon being summoned to the Earth realm, the unnamed, unclaimed succubus was surprised to see no one greeting her, merely an old but suitable manor to host her. Confused and a bit irritated, though it soon became clear that she was beholden to no one and could simply be.. Free. Outside of the draining hunger of needing some form of sensuality even if it didn't resort in a friendly tumble in the sheets with a willing partner. Part of her feeling remiss for not having a master while embracing this new freedom that was now before her. Who knows what and who she will encounter on her exploration on the mortal realm but all she knows is that it can only get better from here. With a hungry, unbound she-demon, everything is pretty much at her grasp and the mere thought to indulging her insatiable hunger is one that has her licking her incisors gleefully. The true question after everything: Will she succumb to her breeding and bring about destruction or learn to be more human and live as peacefully as possible with them?

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Another thing is that I do have characters I either flesh out or have some form of interest in but if you have something in mind, I am always up for a new character type just for your story. I like putting the effort in, enamors me more into the story and the new character. Keeps things fresh for me too. Oh I could alternatively use the template of my established character and alter them for any story, granted it follows well and both or more parties agree. E.g. If my succubus is already established as a dominating force but you want her to be less dominating or more submissive, let me know for each character does have an alternative "persona" if that makes sense.

Name~ Zakiyah or Yegane
Nickname~ Zakiyah the Undoing or Yegane the Cactus Rose
Name meanings~ Zakiyah= a lady of keen perception and sharp mind & Yegane= a woman of incomparable beauty
Age~ Centuries
Race~ Jinn
Species~ Wind Elemental
Weight~ 142
Height~ 5'6"
Skin Tone~ Cerulean
Eye Color~ Amber or sky blue
Hair Color~ Blue, black or white
Hair Length~ Waist length
Facial Features~ High cheekbones, lush lips, long lashes
Body Type~ Curvaceous, bodacious, busty, limber
Distinguishing Features~ Blue flawless skin, golden bangles on her limbs, swirling markings on her body
Personality~ lavish, cold, demeaning
Residence~ Her Opal Lamp
Location~ Anywhere she wishes
Mentality~ Self-serving
Likes~ exquisite lifestyle, finer things, solitary life
Dislikes~ being bothered, giving an honest wish
Hobbies~ exploring, slumbering, eating fine foods
Clothing Types~ revealing, form-fitting, satin
Known Languages~ Arabic, English
Tone of Voice~ Cold, cordial
Accent~ heavy Arabic
Dominant or Submissive~ Dominant
Alignment~ Ifrit, evil
Patience Level~ Low
Sex Life~ None/ Virgin
Wealth~ Unlimited

* Special note, she can also assume a humanoid appearance *
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Thousands of years ago, there was a young and trickster of a girl discovered in a fire opal oil lamp, first named Yegane the Cactus Rose. Barely a century old, she was summoned from her relic after the destruction of a few of her kind by wily and deceitful sorcerers who didn't like being played by their "slaves" and found ways to slay them with unorthodox and cruel ways. Because of her exquisite, youthful beauty she hadn't had much trouble getting her way with the few mortal masters that came her way. Over the span of a few more centuries, taking slumbers between the times of being passed over from one hand to another, she was exposed to the wrongdoings of man and became more of an ifrit spirit. Losing the first male she had considered the world of, her heart began to darken and harden. A highborn male of status learning of her existence and murdering the male in cold blood before her very eyes. Even with all of her power and strength, she hadn't been able to save him, feeling useless and abhorring the rules that she used to consider helpful and safe for both parties involved when it came to wielding her. After her first encounter with an evil and opportunistic mage, she was then renamed to Zakiyah the Undoing after she intentionally slayed a string of mages herself, even with her minor inexperience. Claiming their power as her own even with her own being insurmountable as it was already, always able to get her way as well as con any who was foolish enough to listen to her honeyed lies and fanciful tales about granting their wildest dreams. Soon she could no longer trick and deceive mages or mortals, blacklisted as one of the worst jinn to encounter and considered bad luck if you did. After a few bouts back and forth, she was sealed and made to have a harder condition in summoning her, other than the usual rubbing. It was lost to time until she figured it out, discreetly leaving in scripted instructions to any who found her fire opal lamp, telling them how to set her free so she could reign her personal brand of terror again. Only reeling in a few fools who thought the stories to be lies and even the last one an ambitious sorcerer who thought he could control her due to the reported age of her being. Her heart was black and her intentions always cruel when it came to any who lulled her out of her captivity; an angelic beauty with a devil's mind and serpent's tongue. After unknown years, the girl slumbered within her lamp, time barely a radar to her existence as she simply waited, comfortable and content to see how the world would appear this time.
 
Name: Aradia
Nickname: Ara
Age: 110
Sex: Female
Race: Drow
Species: Fae
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Weight: 135
Height: 5'5"
Eye Color: Ivory white, crimson or blue
Hair Color: Ivory or grey
Hair Length: Swaying down to her waist
Hair Style: Braided, unbound or updo
Body Type: Limber, slender, elegant, busty
Distinguishing Features: positive outlook, verdant green aura
Personality: Loyal, sweet, caring, playful, shy
Residence: None, wanderer
Location: Enchanted Forests
Mentality: Perceptive, anxious
Likes: sweets, nighttime, music
Dislikes: evil, cruelty, spicy foods
Hobbies: Exploring the realm, cooking, studying, gardening, dancing, singing
Clothing Types: Usually form-fitting and snug
Known Languages: English, elvish
Dominant or Submissive: Depends on the situation but usually submissive
Patience Level: High
Family: None, all dead

Born into a traditional house under the new moon, Aradia was four years old when her sect was killed off in a series of territory wars deep within one of the untamed wildlands. The hostilities between the Drow and the light elves had elevated to the point where it had come to genocide in the area. Barely leaving any life left any the lands claimed by the Drow, except Aradia. Before she was inducted into the eternal servitude of Lolth and branded, Aradia had been discovered by wild, unaffiliated elves that had become curious to the devastation that had drawn close to their own lands. Discovering the burnt buildings, desecrated lands and all the Drow bodies scattered about, if Aradia hadn't cried out when she did, the wild elves would have merely wandered off not wanting to get involved in the travesty that had occurred. Nearly collapsed under her family house, covered in soot, choking on the remains of what would have been her life. She was the last Drow left within that region of the forests, there had been a discussion about leaving her there to whatever fate would befall her but overruled by their distaste to abandoning any child, even if it was a Drow. The head sorceress of the tribe felt she had been untouched, further proving she was not damned to be troublesome by enslaving them or sacrificing them to Lolth. Her body was pure of Lolth's wretched touch as well as any insignia of what house she had hailed from. Over the century of her development, just in case the Spider Goddess decided to reclaim what she would feel was hers, Aradia was kept on a leash and observed closely. Under her care and tutelage, Aradia became intimate with nature and aura; born with a dormant green thumb that thrived well under the sorceress' eye. By the next year, Aradia couldn't learn anything else from the head sorceress and it had become stale living there amongst them. With the sorceress' blessing, she moved on from the settlement and sought more from life with her particular talents and wanted to hone herself.

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Outside of established characters or even original new characters, I personally don't mind playing the monster or antagonist in any situation. I feel not enough is done for it and it interests me whether it gets gory or not, just the manipulation, mind games, any and all of that intrigues me since it could stimulate deeper growth and expand on range. Thus sometimes it is just the experimentation with a scenario that draws my interest and helps me develop new story types to be interested in the future.

I must admit though, I do like stories that start off with bad or neutral scenarios. Not enough story drama sometimes and I like to have myself tested or pushed to certain limits when it comes to my writing since I do love to embrace another mindset. I like hunting or doing the seeking but it is an additional thrill to be chased or captured by something that I can't necessarily fight off or outsmart.

Depending on the scenario, the ones that speak more to me is if a partner or more have the range to delve into dark territory with their chara(s) and develop a primal understanding: prey and predator.
 
|Name| Lindsey Thompson
|Nickname| Lin
|Age| 21
|Sex| Female
|Race| Caribbean
|Species| Human
|Sexual Orientation| Bisexual
|Weight| 155
|Height| 5'4''
|Eye Color| obsidian black
|Facial Features| High cheekbones, lush lips, heart-shaped face, thick lashes and brows
|Hair Color| varies but usually dark brown
|Hair Length| Shoulder length
|Hair Type| Curly, thick, light
|Body Type| Busty, curvaceous, thick, toned
|Distinguishing Features| Slanted eyes, orchid tattoo on her lower back
|Personality| no nonsense, thoughtful, independent, solitary, sarcastic
|Residence| Simple house she inherited
|Location| Small city
|Mentality| Serious, realistic
|Likes| books, spicy foods, strawberries, orchids, romance, honesty
|Dislikes| lies, deception, cherries, bland foods, hot days
|Hobbies| writing, gaming, chatting, relaxing (doing nothing), cooking
|Clothing Types| comfortable to form fitting
|Patience Level| Mid range but changes in the presence of rudeness and stupidity
|Family-| Isolated
|Wealth| Middle class
|Occupation| Bookseller, owner
|Sexual Activity| Non-existent/virgin

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