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Heliotrope has a minion!

Petrichor the Sunbeam




Heliotrope
Legacy Name: Heliotrope


The Common Experiment #333
Owner: Balletvamp

Age: 12 years, 6 months, 1 week

Born: October 9th, 2011

Adopted: 12 years, 2 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: January 24th, 2012

Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 11
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


All Pleasure, No Passion

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WIPHeliotrope's pet/friend/advisor/annoyer, Petrichor.

Heliotrope lives in a futuristic world run by science, where there is no need for occupations and everything is designed for highest potential of pleasure. You can change your body on a whim, pop all manner of pills, use reality altering machines, have sex with anyone, etc. Each soul retains a sense of self. There are devices that identify the basic soul, so you can be known by others even when remade. AIs run most of civilization, leaving "humans" to hedonistic living. Magic is said to have long ago faded away, if it ever existed at all. (Though Petrichor is a magic being and picked Heliotrope to be a familiar to)

"I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad, the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had"


Heliotrope Image Gallery
Petrichor Image Gallery

Physical Description: Although it changes every time she chooses a new body, she tends to design tall slim female bodies with elaborate tattoos and gem inlays and elaborate hair. Sometimes, she'll experiment with being male or adding sharpened teeth, claws, piercings, fur, or the like, but never to what she'd consider too grotesque. Heliotrope has jeweled breasts, having had her nipples replaced with nerve connected jewels (for pleasure purposes) to display the fact that there is no longer maternal use because no one gives birth anymore. It's all done by machine.
Lately, since joining forces with Petrichor, she's been rather taken with one form and has remained in the same basic body, only changing minor things like her tattooing or embedded jewels.

Setting: Far future world after supposed destruction of Earth. Humans have chips in their head to control their emotions somehow, low level forcefield of some kind over entire planet controls neurally. No extreme emotions that could be detrimental to progression of society. Society is all about luxury though, so there are no true 'wants'. AIs and slave labor answer every whim of humanity. Slaves are of old Earth stock humans or maybe some other species. They're decorated like dolls (advanced science allows additions like animal ears and tails, strange skin or fur, etc) by their masters, so it's easy to place them compared to the true humans.

Ongoing Story: Her friend/supposed pet, Petrichor, has dismantled her technological additions (neural chip, tracker, etc) with magic, something that was supposedly lost to old Earth if it ever existed at all. He has informed her much of what she thinks she knows is false.

Random Ideas WIP
Chips in their head control their emotions somehow, low level forcefield of some kind over entire planet controls neurally. No extreme emotions that could be detrimental to progression of society. Society is all about luxury though, so there are no true 'wants'. AIs and slave labor answer every whim of humanity. Slaves are of old Earth stock humans or maybe some other species. They're decorated like dolls (advanced science allows additions like animal ears and tails, strange skin or fur, etc) by their masters, so it's easy to place them compared to the true humans.
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Trinkets

Pet Treasure


Aquamarine Tiered Pearl Necklace

Hazel Ornate Noon Arm Bangle

Ziaran Pill Box

Berry Infusion Cocktail

White Coda Caves Crystal

Plain Tourmaline Circlet

The Smoker

Rose Wine

Bottle of Saheric Sand

Elegant Nouveau Cappuccino

Gold Pearl Double-Strand Bracelet

Multi-Strand Aquamarine Anklet

Yellow Silk Bow

Silver Twist Armlet

Pink Brocade Dress

Ruby Jeweled Cuff

Stardust

Pet Friends