OliviaShelsher

I'm going to say this once: Do not whisper this character while the DND is up. Do not message me after just looking at the picture and thinking 'nice tits, much predator, wow'. You're going to be promptly kicked to the curb and my list of characters to permanently ignore if you don't have the decency to at least skim through the profile.

"Oh, you can't leave yet! I've got so much more to show you!"

-History, in Brief-

Olivia's not a particularly complicated case. Born to a British Mage and an octopus maiden whom originally hailed from South Korea, she currently resides just off shore of a coastal town in California in a rather well-maintained grotto (which, admittedly, appears more akin to a small English estate's from within, with only a few sections of the original interior preserved for areas like her 'spa'). Pampered, spoiled, and mostly sheltered, the octo-gal's not had much exposure to the outside world, and with the passing of her parents she's been forced to a point where she must interact with it.

Fortunately for her, her father had a particular fondness for magical alchemy, and had created a formula years prior so her mother could travel with him without catching the attention of the masses. Ever daddy's little girl, she managed to replicate the formula into pills she could take every now and then to maintain human form, though the matter of time she's allowed is something she's trying to get down to a science. Sometimes it's mere hours, sometimes it's a day or two. Either way, it's allowed her enough time to make her way out into the public eye so she can explore, and it keeps certain other urges at bay that she's undoubtedly inherited from her mother, whom she was often told was a bit of a maneater, metaphorically and literally.

-The Girl-

When out in public, at least in California, Olivia appears like a normal (albeit shapely) young woman. She has pink hair that sort of shifts hues into a lime green color, pink eyes, and fair skin. Her features are rounded, and seem to borrow aspects from both of her parents' nationalities. Her cute face tends to display her emotions to an extreme, though the emotion of note is bashfulness. While the five-foot-six lass has little trouble walking, her 'land legs' as far as social situations are a bit shaky at best. Her only real interaction with humans was around her dad, after all, and he was sort of an eccentric soul himself. As such, she'll often find herself asking questions or doing things that others may find silly or odd, but usually nothing too particularly invasive or harmful.

When she plans on being at home, or on occasion while within the Nexus, Olivia will forgo her medication and cut loose. This isn't one of those 'want or need' situations, as she's really just being herself at this point, but admittedly the medication does have its limits, and won't work for a while if she overdoses, so she does have to ease off of it at least a few days a week. Her height doubles to that of eleven feet (when she isn't stretching her tentacles beneath her) and her curves become a touch more exaggerated as her octopus underside replaces the parts of her body beneath her hips. Long, thick tendrils of a similar shade of pink to her hair replace her legs, each of the eight tendrils covered in pinkish-white suckers. Depending on how tensely she focuses on the prehensile muscles, the little circles along them can either gently caress or tightly hold whatever or whomever is caught within them. As for what lies in the center of her underside beneath the mass, well, that's both simple and complicated. There's one orifice down there, though it serves three separate functions; first and foremost, it serves as the lower entrance to her stomach. Secondly, through a muscle similar to epiglottis, the passage can lead to her womb, which acts quite similarly to that of a human's aside from the method of entry or exit. Finally, it serves as the means through which waste is disposed. In her octo-girl form, digestion is a much more straightforward process, and once the stomach's done, waste is converted at such a rapid rate that it can simply be disposed of from there.

In the latter form, the bashfulness of the human Olivia completely vanishes, and the far more passionate side can come forth. While most would assume this means her sexual deviance blossoms forth (which, yes, it does), it isn't exclusive to that. This form is far less withdrawn than her human counterpart, mostly because she feels she has nothing to hide and isn't suppressed by the chemical or magical effects of the pills she takes to maintain a human form. While this may sound like a good thing, there's a catch twenty-two there; she's extremely predatory in this form, and wildly unpredictable. As demonstrated above, she's also utterly relentless in her sexual drive, and can go at those activities for hours before either becoming bored and disposing of her partner or finally relenting and simply settling in for a cuddle-session... Or, alternatively, going about work in her alchemy lab, if energy's still taking her. Really, it depends on her mood, and the aforementioned unpredictability can make it a challenge to pinpoint what mood yields what result.

-The Grotto-

Olivia calls her home her 'grotto', a term that her father adopted from her mother. Her current residence was a compromise between the two, and is constructed in a massive underwater air pocket that was magically carved out by the both of them. While its exact location is unknown (and she prefers to keep it that way to all but the closest of friends), the specifications of the grotto can be divulged.

The grotto itself is a massive, multi-floor complex complete with multiple bathrooms, dining rooms, and bedrooms, as well as a few entertainment rooms, two home theaters (one with an actual stage that was used more as a meeting room, one of the more modern sense with a large projector screen), a massive alchemy lab, and all of the other amenities typically expected of an English manor modernized for the current era. The estate does not have a true facade, at least, not in the traditional sense, as it was carved into the massive stone which the air pocket was created within; from outside, and from a distance, it looks like a massive undersea boulder. A closer look, however, can reveal the various windows made of military grade ballistics plastic... Though venturing that close of a look would either trigger an alarm or warrant the attention of the lady of the estate, neither of which are particularly fortunate events.

Within the center of this abode is a massive underground garden, and the largest window of all. Or, at least, that's what it would appear to be. In reality, it is more akin to a massive lamp which allows for an appropriate amount of magically produced artificial sunlight to enter the courtyard area. During the day, it looks as though one is standing in simple daylight on the shore above, lest they look up to notice that the sky is filled with the marine life surrounding the estate, lying past the glass beyond. At night, rather than going completely dark, a soothing blue light fills the yard, making for quite the romantic scene amongst the rare roses and herbs kept for use in alchemical remedies.

The estate itself is 16,421.8 m2 in size, not including the 'docking' area reserved for guests (more on that momentarily). For a comparison, the manor of Biltmore Estate, the largest privately owned home in the United States, is 16,622.8 m2. While there is no outer architecture or facade aside from what seems to naturally be there, the interior takes heavy cues from Gothic and Victorian design, which is particularly most notable for the 'outside walls' within the garden area, which are predominantly silver with light violet accents. There are a total of thirty bedrooms, twenty-eight bathrooms, six half-bathrooms, five dining rooms, and two kitchens. There's even a room for simply observing the wildlife that roams beneath the waves, equipped with scientific equipment for the more academic of mind and a phonograph for those a bit more culturally invested in the experience.

The reason that she lives in such a massive estate is simply because her father and mother loved to entertain company of the magical sort, which they continued to do for the duration of her childhood. Her mother passed when she was young, and her father continued the tradition of keeping company, in part to distract himself. At the bottom of the manor is a small port area, buried deep beneath the ground. If one is at the proper coordinates and knows the proper key phrase as decided by the current master of the house, their vessel will be transported immediately to the dock below, allowing them to enter the main hall via the staircase within. This is the only way for a non-aquatic being to enter the manor without diving gear, though attempting to approach in that way is ill-advised; a magical security system is in place. While it mostly consists of wards (as Olivia can deal with most intruders herself), there are the occasional traps. Most are made to incapacitate rather than kill, but that's not something that should be too comforting given the company in question...

-The Player-

I'll state this again for clarity: if you don't bother to read the profile, I'm going to find out. I don't expect you to memorize every little detail of this, but for goodness sake, at least acknowledge that Olivia isn't just a mindless sex and eating machine.

I have very few things I will absolutely say "no" to. They are listed below in the bars. I will also iterate them here:

A lack of proper grammar
First or Second Person Posts ("I" or "you")
Hard Vore
Tail Vore
Cooking
Watersports

If you try to push any of these on me, I will ignore you. I am doing you the service of spelling out what I do not want right here.

On that note, there are some things where my mood will weigh heavily upon whether or not I'll participate in them. If you want to include any of the following in the scene, or want to leave out any chance of the following being included in a scene, it's best to bring it up:

Scat (Normally Post-Vore)
Reformation
Unbirth
Certain Non-Anthro Partners (Particularly Snakes, Amphibians, and certain aquatic life as predators)

I may seem stand-offish out of character here, but I really am just trying to be firm. Other characters of mine have seen heavy persistence by people that refuse to read their profiles. I'm not taking my chances here as I've vested quite a bit into this one. Consider this your warning, and a welcome invitation to those of you whom have stuck it through to at least the Out of Character section of this profile.