[Grem2] Siran 0511 (Old)

MYO

Ears: Ribbed (cropped)

Neck: Scruff Fluff

Tail: Bun

Mutation: N/A

Official Fighter Grem2

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literally always open for relationships. currently seeking an owner/trainer, rivals, friends, lovers/fangirls, etc. i will take anything. feed me.

if u dont draw her w a nosebleed ur a coward

cocky as hell, mega bulky, often pretends like she doesn't know her own strength. can be kind of a softie, is a great cuddler, will deck you in the face if you call her out on it tho. gets cold easily and likes to wear gloves (especially ones where your fingers stick out cause they make her look even more badass). sometimes says 'ya boi' when referring to herself. not exactly self-centered, but definitely loves attention. is in the process of learning to ride a motercycle but doesn't have much time for it. her dream is to have a crowd of fangirls in the audience during matches. she's just a big fucking polyamorous lesbian. 

her favorite food is tonkotsu ramen- she'll eat 3 bowls minimum after a good match. like most grems, she doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, and prefers very rich and salty flavors.

bit of backstory:

she was originally commissioned with the intent of being large; her owner ran a security/bodyguard company for high-end clients, and wanted all the assistance he could get in that department. a few other grems were purchased alongside her, all with the same goal in mind. while grems were certainly expensive, the company heads had decided it would be cheaper in the long run, as they could be poorly compensated, and, in the event of one's death, they would be less 'missed' and there would be less of a mess to clean up afterwards (as opposed to any other normal citizen with a family, belongings, etc). 

so after her creation and training at gremcorps, siran began her work as a bodyguard. she was good at it, of course, and she liked the faux attention that came with constantly being shoved up beside celebrities and politicians. she began to crave more, though- more attention, more screams of her own name, more her everywhere. it wasn't enough to be looked at as a side piece; she wanted to be the main course.

eventually, she did catch someone's eye.

it was late at night, and her client was performing at a bar. siran was trained to notice every little detail of a place and the people in it, and so far, the only thing that seemed off was a grem at a table in the corner, refusing to take their eyes off of her. she wasn't spooked easily, but this would be unsettling to anyone. thankfully nothing seemed to come of it, and, after the performance and a short night on the town, siran escorted her client back home, though nothing could shake that feeling of being watched.

as she was returning to her own home, the same grem from before approached her- intimidating, but in a completely different way from herself. where she was large and vicious, they seemed small and collected, their mere presence radiating as they slunk forward. everything siran had learned ground to a halt as she allowed them to enter her space, and explain their reason for following her. they spoke of her massive size, of her ability to take down the largest of men, of her obvious yearning to be in the spotlight. it was impossible to say no to the scout, and before she knew it, siran was abandoning everything she had ever known and training instead as a fighter in the underground rings. even for her it took some adjusting (especially suddenly missing 70% of her ears- that wasn't something she'd anticipated), and she wasn't immediately good at it, but with time, siran became a confident fighter, and could begin to hear the whispers of her name in the audience. 

more info tba!