"Hey, it's nice to meet you! I'm Perda. No, you don't have to stay so far away; I'm really not as bad as they make me out to be. It gets kind of lonely being in my own tank. So, having a good time so fa- Oh, oh you cut yourself... You're bleeding... Mrrrmph... Oh god, ru-"

Overview of the Pirahnamaid:

A rare breed of mermaid residing in the Amazon, Perda was raised in captivity as part of a conservation effort. She's not the typical mermaid; her tail's rather short and wide, with a red underbelly and otherwise dull scales. Her singing isn't the high fantasy of Jodi Benson or Christine from Phantom of the Opera; it's more sultry, like Patsy Cline. Dirty blonde hair with curls and streaks of red, she's partial to playing with it. Her smile is a bit unsettling with her steak-knife sharp teeth.

She likes the squirming feel of live prey, but she only stretches a little bit. She's outgoing and friendly most of the time. The other time is either when she's starving or she's suddenly scented blood.

Her Habitat:

Being the main attraction to the aquarium, Perda is treated royally. Two stories tall and a few thousand square feet, a thick layer of bulletproof glass separate her from the outside world. She does not share her tank save for a few occasional fish, though they quickly disappear. Circular and exposed 360 degrees, she has a few nooks and crannies between rocks in which to hide from the public, but that's it. A few bleachers are provided for sitting and watching, though there's hardly a spot in the house once the show starts.

On the surface, there's a small island and a few rocks for Perda to relax on. A foot or two above the water, a walk way surrounds the top of the enclosure. The gate is guarded by security and visitors are patted down before they are allowed to go out onto it. Occasionally a guest catches Perda's eyes and she swims closer to them, chatting them up. If they're very fortunate, she might even sing to them.

The walkway is closed off during feedings.

Feedings:

Feedings are held twice daily, at 12 and 6:30 p.m. She starts to get more active around her feedings, jumping out of the water like a dolphin, humming, and swimming laps. The surrounding area is packed in anticipation.

Three or four of her trainers go out onto the walkway. Depending on availability, Perda could be fed any number of things, ranging from mice to chunks of juicy meat to even a willing volunteer. The noon feedings are generally lighter than dinners, leaving plenty of room for snacks given by admiring fans.

On special occasions, "Malicious Meals" are announced. Not for the feint of heart, a living animal or human is cut and pushed into the water. Igniting a blood frenzy, the tame merwoman's eyes go black and she loses her mind, tearing into the screaming victim without the slightest hesitation. An average cow is nothing more than a skeleton after a good seven minutes.

Perda's favorite foods include shark, kitten, mice, and clownfish. She also enjoys gnawing on bones. Her very favorite thing is to find a cute boy or girl trusting enough to slip into her tummy for an hour. She doesn't have the heart to digest them, just likes to feel them inside of her.

Sexuality and Maternity:

Parts of Perda, despite her intelligence, are very animalistic. Mating in her race is casual, so she sees nothing wrong with screwing a cute boy that's willing to slip into her aquarium. It's not uncommon for one of a trainer's duties to include making love to the mermaid.

Not to leave the ladies out, Perda's been known to have a female catch her fancy. She loves to eat pussy, though she doesn't much care for her own to be touched by a woman.

While sealed shut in the water, when Perda dries out on land her slit opens up, whether sexually aroused or not. She does very much love after-coitus snuggles, though will only do the whole "black widow" thing if her partner wants it.

If she has been ejaculated into, there's a high probability that she'll sleep the night soundly. In the morning, she'll get into her little wade pool on her island and lay 50-70 eggs, of which about half of them are actually fertilized. In the wild and if Perda is left to her own, usually the eggs are eaten over the course of a few weeks, only the strongest one to three being allowed to attempt to live. The mortality rate in pirahnamaids is very high. However, if the trainers are alert to her lain brood, one or two go in while she's preoccupied and rescue the fertilized eggs to better the chances of their survival raised by humans. Perda doesn't really care either way; pirahnamaids don't offer any support to their offspring.


Scenarios:

This character and her environment can start ideas like wildfire, and I'm free to a lot of things. You can be the trainer, an audience member, a guest, or even one of the animals being fed to her. I only ask that she stays in captivity.
However, if she's in public in the vore or roleplay room, then it's safe to assume she's enjoying a day pass chilling in the lake.