A grin with teeth too large carried on legs too thin stumbles about. The sensation of solid ground under her feet confuses her, but does nothing to quell her energy.

She'd tell you that her name is Hadassa and that she's a not-real being from beyond the stars, or maybe that she's a city made of human skin grown from tree sap for some unknowably small civilization of intestinal parasites, OR maybe she'll tell you that she needs to eat your hair or the future is fucked.

Whichever case, expect the unexpectable with Hadassah. Her mind dances to an unknowable song.

Race: Unknown

Gender: Hermaphrodite

Orientation: Omnisexual

Age: "I haven't kept track! ...my home star hasn't gone super nova yet... so I guess I'm probably about a quarter of a star-life old?"

Green lights:

EVERYTHING to do with ingesting genetic material, she would as soon drink futa cum as eat the tail feathers off a passing pigeon. (Sorry pigeons! I hope those feathers grow back...)

Testing inventions! Perticularly biological constructs. One could always use more data on the tentacle suits~ Hey wait... don't run!

Yellow lights: Exophilia! I don't want to be blown by a werewolf per se, but I'd love to be caressed by the scally skin of a turian for whatever reason... well, whatever~ what's life whithout a little hypocrisy seasoning, eh?

Red lights:

Non-musical scat. I'm sure that hada would *love* sampling your intestinal parasites, and it's very selfish and out of character for me to pull her away from them, but I as her player cannot participate.

Biology:

Hada has no genetic material. Her body was built from amino acids by microbial alien lifeforms, just as man might build a house from clay. Wraping through her chest cavity are innumerable sensory feelers extended by the alien's themselves.Though a sense best described as "smell" they probe incoming material eternally in search of "inspiration" for their unatural designs. Without their mandate, Hada's body will not synthesize sperm or eggs, but on a whim... oh on a whim~

UPDATE: Yet wait... what's this? Why is her skin all hot and flushed all of the sudden? It couldn't be, could it? The very most dreaded defect by both man and beast? Might this be what humans call... love?

More info; as it mutates!