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Name: Chernobyl Bourbons
Age: 36 Bstonian years, 23 earth ones
Ethnicity: Bstonian (fictional species)
Sexuality: Gay
Likes: Fire, humans, tank tops
Dislikes: nature, big trees, the color yellow
My good bean.... my favorite girl.... a.... round darling....
Cheryl is a Bstonian alien who absolutely adores humans and human life. She has a plump figure that ends at the waist, and instead sectors off into a whips, ghost like tail with a hand on the tip. She wears only loose-fitting tank tops. She has two horns that sit on the sides of her head, and two antennae on the top. The white puffs on her head are technically not hair, but a soft, protective kiten. She previously lived on a ‘dead planet’ named Bsto, but now resides on earth. She does not need to eat, sleep, or drink water— she actually cannot contact water, or it harms her. She has a chlorophyll allergy. What she primarily lives off of is dust and fire.
Her excitability can sometimes get the best of her and turn people off. Enthusiastic about her new environment, she regards everything with a very observant eye. While naive, she is not stupid. However, when she finally calms down, she can be an enterprising and caring soul. She is deeply in tune with hers and others emotions, but can be oblivious to social cues.
Cheryl is friends with Alice, Batsu, and Angie. She, Alice, and Batsu have daily meetings and hangouts with one another in a group originally called “the human-haters group” (Alice stared it because of their deep-seated resentment toward humans— Batsu supervised) but has now turned it into a friendly hangout session.
Cheryl and Alice are close friends, with their foolhardiness and childish attitudes fueling one another. While Cheryl is more innocent and oblivious, Alice is mischievous and will gladly educate Cheryl on all the innuendo they drop. They are a bad influence.
Batsu is like an older brother to Cheryl, and shares an understanding with her through being hominid, but not human. Batsu guides her morally and teaches her about Earth, and Cheryl greatly appreciates his help every day.
Angie is a nervous, cautious friend to the curious Bstonian, and though she is far out of her depth with Cheryl, she tries her best to appeal to her. Past the fear of aliens, there’s a genuine interest in her. Cheryl is excited to have a human guide and human friend (as she adored them, ironically, ever since she joined the human haters club.)
