Trinket (Faraffin [RP])

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Faraffin

capricious • crass • confident
Basic Info
NameFaraffin
Nicknames:Abomination
Age22
Height5'3" Anthro, 3'7" Feral
SpeciesChimera (Hellcat)
GenderGenderfluid
Pronounsshe/they
Orientationpansexual
Relationship StatusOpen Relationship
Job[info]
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Color Palette
Fur#000000
Hair#000000
Eyes#000000
Belly#000000

Stats
Intelligence
Creativity
Confidence
Humor
Empathy
Charisma

Summary

She crawled out of some deep and wet pit one night, leaving behind a trail of sludge until she found some other hole to crawl into for a while. Apparently new to this world but not many of its customs, many often find her rude or gross, though it seems that's entirely on purpose. Always drooling or at least dripping in some way shape or form, she's a mess in so many senses of the word she may as well define it.

Sporting a muscular if not quite weighty form and a gravelly voice, she's often assumed male, but that's just fine by her. Almost preferable, really. Ready for a fight at any time, she needs no weapons; she has hers on herself at any given time.

Notes
  • Faraffin's form is very mutable. Certain features may or may not always be present.
  • In her natural state, Faraffin has a very topheavy bipedal stance, with arms as long as her legs to make quadrupedal movement simple.
  • I tend to write Faraffin with alternating pronouns, even in the same post. This is on purpose.
Background

She literally did crawl from some kind of pit; something opened up beneath the watery caves that the docks of Guildereim, bubbling and frothing, and she clawed her way out of it like some kind of horrific birth. It's taken her a while to get a handle on her always mutable form, and to stop constantly spewing something from her face, (both things she's still working on) but now she has made her way to where the people are, and attempts to walk among them.

Now, she's a regular face in The Golden Tether, if not so much the arena as she'd initially planned. Speech comes easy, though it seems a good knock to the throat is all it ever takes to make her spit up her vocal folds. She's also not so bad now, not quite so awful; seems she calmed down after setting expectations, but newcomers beware.

Likes
  • Spicy Food
  • Fatty Fish
  • Summer Months
  • Swimming
Dislikes
  • Dumbasses
  • Winter Weather
  • White Meat
  • Bland Ass Anything
Abilities
  • Formshift: Faraffin has the ability to shift her form, but the process is gruesome and messy. Sometimes, she has to slough off pieces of her flesh, and them eat them when her transformations are near complete. For the most part, she keeps to her true form, but sometimes bothers to be actually anthropomorphic.
  • Acidic Fluids: Every fluid that Faraffin produces can be acidic if she so chooses. Her blood is acidic by default, extremely caustic and capable of burning flesh on direct contact. This quality can be weaponized if she bites the inside of her mouth and mixes her blood with her already caustic saliva, then hocks the loogie at whoever may be unfortunate enough.
  • Mist Breath: Faraffin also posesses a breath weapon in the form of mist. This mist can be perfectly harmless and cool, or can be like an acid steam torch.
Seeking Plots
  • Looking for someone to train and somewhat sponsor Faraffin in arena fights. She won't really want a mentor, but if you're on the right side of her pride, she'll accept your teachings.
  • Faraffin has been thinking of offering herself out as a bodyguard between fights, and has been considering it as her main occupation instead.
  • Deep down inside, Faraffin really just wants to be a pampered pet on some level. Someone needs to make her realize this.
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