Race:  Merfolk
Age:  Late Teens
Hair:  Amber Brown with Sea Green Streaks
Eyes:  Emerald Green
Skin:  Fair, Lightly Freckled, with lines of silvery scales gracing her forward/ventral torso.
Tongues:  Aquan, Elven


Daring to draw forth from the surf whenever she's feeling particularly adventurous, Zelaria can never leave the water for too long.  She swims in water but, on land, must crawl forth by hand and by arm, for she has yet to discover any means of trading her shark tail for legs.

But her studies into the druidic arts hold promise.  Perhaps if she can devote less time to singing idly and frittering about, she might unearth something useful for getting around wherever the sea does not touch.


GREENS:  Overtures at romance, Oil, Massages, Dryhumping, Vanilla Sex (if anything involving her warm-blooded cloaca CAN be called "vanilla"), Kinky Sex, Rough Sex (or even Hatefucking), Three-Dimensional Underwater Sex; men, women or androgynes; threesomes, foursomes, moresomes.

YELLOWS:  Mind control, occasional Non-Con/Rape Play, manipulative jerks, ridiculously large breasts and/or penises, generic Bioware biographies in your description, no biography at all, "Weird even for Sinfar" characters (pink-furred shemale satyrs may be passable, but your 14-foot-tall half-dragon, half-angel, half-drow elf Hengeyokai Oni Bushidomitsu Sayonara flesh golem who's bristling with a dozen penises and is actually a shapeshifting black ooze connected to a hive mind is WAY out!), and if I need to Google up the lyrics to an obscure Alt Rock song just to figure out what you are...seriously?!?

REDS:
--Godmoders and powergamers who give themselves "I press a button, you die" off-the-book superpowers (especially if they dive into big, angry snits if you even joke about that abuse or refuse to play along with it).
--If it comes out of your anus after you digested it, no thanks.
--If it belongs in a wildlife preserve or a zoo, no thanks.
--If it belongs in a hospital's Trauma Ward, no thanks.
--If it belongs in a morgue, no thanks.
--If it has fetish fiction in the dark corners of the Deep Web, no thanks.


...AND since, by now, it clearly needs to be said, your Tells and my "Tell-Friendliness":

Tells that I love, like or simply don't mind:

-- "Hi, could you tell me where I could find [insert person, place or thing here]?"
-- "Hey, did you see the new [server feature] yet?"
-- "Hi, I like your character!"
-- "Sheesh, Widsy, how many characters do you have?"
-- "Hey, we're having a [party/drinking contest/arena tournament/dungeon crawl/Shard Run/other social event] over here.  Care to join us?"
-- "Hey, something killed me and you're in the neighborhood.  Could you come Raise me?"
-- "Hey, our characters know each other pretty well by now.  What would you say to a date, and maybe some ERP?"
-- "Before we begin, let's talk about our Lights for a moment..."
-- "Hey.  Our last ERP was great!  Can we meet up somewhere and do it again?"
(Just bear in mind that I might not always be available, whether because of Real Life concerns, I'm already off doing something with someone else, I'm up to my ears in balors, et cetera.  Sorry!)

Tells that disturb me, annoy me or piss me off:

-- "Hi, I'm some stranger and you've never met my character and/or me before!  Let's meet somewhere and fuck!"
-- "Hi, I read your Description and I think you'd be interested in my character, even though you've never met him/her before!  Let's meet somewhere and fuck!" ...or, simply, "Nice character!  Let's fuck!")
-- "Hi. my character's a half-angel, half-dragon, half-kobold warforged genasi shemale with two heads and five leg-sized, spiky cocks!  Pretty cool, don't you think?  Let's meet somewhere and fuck!"
-- "Hi!  Hi!  Hi there!  Hi!  HI!  HELLO?  Why won't you answer my Tells?  What, I'm not good enough for you?  I said 'Hi'!"  (Nevermind that I could be up to my ears in balors for all they know.  You know what's REALLY sexy?  Patience!)
-- "Hi, I've been stalking you with my godlike munchkin stealth skills since Waterdeep!  Let's fuck!"
-- "...what?  You turned my character down in-character because I was creeping you out with my persistent and terrible in-character sexual advances?  Well...he/she/it WASN'T coming on to you!  Yeah!  You just misunderstood me, that's all.  The joke's on you!  No problems handling rejection HERE, nope!"
-- "Boo hoo hoo, you and/or everybody else won't fuck me because I'm a complete toad!  So I'm going to lay a guilt trip on you in hopes that you'll change your mind and fuck me!  Woe is me!  Poor, poor me!  Ohhh, how I had such strong hopes that you'd take pity on me and fuck me!  I think I'll crawl into a hole and die!  Boo hoo hoo..."

(Seriously.  I enjoy ERP, but I am NOT your dial-a-whore.  Maybe you should try putting a bit more effort into your "romantic overtures" if I don't immediately tear off my clothes and throw myself at you just because you clicked my username and said, "Sup?".)