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Disclaimer
Everything on this profile is generally up for discussion. I'm especially likely to tweak things if it just so happens that I've approached you and you're reading this to check up.
Gender is provably the only thing I'll be firm about. If I've never played with you before and don't know that you're a good partner, then I will only ever play a male.
Origin
( Feel free to ignore this part if you just want a general idea of Sly without a life story. )
'Sly', as he refers to himself in the shortest sense, began as the spoiled rescue of a well to do woman who found him as a little squeaker licking tomato sauce off a discarded soup can. He was her companion, friend and, in some considerations, son when she most felt the need for them. His keeper was a spinster and a shut in, rarely seeing the outside world. To spite how protective she would get over him and how withdrawn she was from the world, she did not leash him to her in any way. He was free to leave when he wished, for as long as he wished.
His excursions usually took the form of curious sight seeing tours and self driven adventures. As much fun as he had, he would always return home to his keeper, until she was gone. An illness took her and she was moved to a hospital. Naturally, he traveled there with her, doing what caring he could. In the moments where she needed her rest, or she was in a state she couldn't bare to let him witness, he scurried off to other places in the hospital. Exploring, he met many an interesting character and learned from them. Injured craftsmen would lecture him in their trade, queazy collage students would talk about their majors, old folks would tell stories on their death beds.
When his long time keeper and friend made a miraculous recovery, they went home and had a very long discussion. This talk led to them both leaving her home for a very long time, but in separate directions. It was an extreme move, but one they both felt strongly in.
Sly decided he'd try to get back in touch with nature, finding himself a park and trying to make a go of it. He managed, for a while. He even build himself a little home. Saddly, the call of the modern world was too strong and he found himself falling into habits he had developed, but his lady had kept in check with a firm hand. He was a mouse at play. He would sneak into places to steal sweet treats and tap into various electrical luxuries through various and often devious means.
Eventually, he made a point of developing the greatest gains for the least effort. In this way, he was attracted to magic and started living in the walls of the nearest academy. He'd listen in on lectures, slip into libraries.....and maybe he payed a visit to certain students dorms when they were washing up. Once he felt he had learned enough to run with, and after several close calls with the track and field team, he left for the park again.
Appearance
Small: Sly, in his natural state, is one of the small varieties of mouse people. He also possesses the rounded, flicking ears and the thin pink tail of a mouse. He stands at a simple seven inches tall and has a very light build. Leanly muscled, he is fairly athletic. A lot of running, jumping, pushing and pulling have left him tight and fit. His fur ( If anthro ) is smooth and a fair toned cream color with a white belly. Blond hair pops up on his head, ears and around his unmentionables. He also had a set of nearly invisible whiskers in his cheeks. His nose is just barely tipped with a bit of darker skin that gives it a button look.
Larger: Sly can take on greater sizes then that he was born to. His body is generally the same proportions as normal. He doesn't have nearly the confidence in his ability to change sizes to risk changing the size of any individual piece of himself. He's most comfortable with a modest four feet in height, but he can reach a height of up to seven feet before feeling that he's pushing himself.
Personality
To spite his idilic upbringing and free spirit, Sly is not very juvenile. At first glance, he possesses discipline and poise. He was taught manners and how to address people. To spite this, he can get caught up in the moment. Excitement and fear carry over into his speech very clearly and his mechanisms for masking sadness or anger are transparent at their best.
One thing that really brings down his wall is attraction. His little body warms up quickly to a sexy image, though he can contain himself and has no problem avoiding leaping into a drooling gropy fit of lust. Still, infatuation colors his tone and makes him open to suggestion. When all pretense is dropped and someone offers a bit of play, he'll jump for it, maybe literally.
While he tries hard to be self sufficient, he can't help finding the idea of relying on someone very tempting. Part of him yearns to return to someone else's care. That yearning makes him purr over the notion of a sugar mama figure, someone who would provide for him and let him provide something else to her.
Ability
(Ignore if you're not a fan of magic)
Sly's perspective gives him an easy grasp of how things work and intermingle. As such, he's a fair hand with machines and electronics. His carpentry skills could be better, but he can't get around how he's suppose to craft the right tools.
Magic is something he'd familiar with, but had to really make an effort to grasp. Every spell he knows, he knows from intense practice and careful study. Even then, he may forget a few and have to go back to the books.
Spells he keeps memorized include ( more may come) :
*Size manipulation- He can change the proportions of an object easily enough, but doing it to a living thing requires them to be still for a decent chunk of time. It works on him, though he feels a bit unbalanced for a while between changes.
*Shocking grasp- He can conjure up a little shock with his hands. It's fairly weak and requires decent concentration.
*Dissolve- Smalls can allow himself to be reduced to a puddle, either through heat or chemical exposure, and survive with his mind in tact.
*Reform- Self explanatory. He can return himself or others to a natural state.
Quirks
Smell is a big part of Small's life. It is saturated into how he interacts with the world. It helps him decide what he'd like to eat. It warns him of approaching people and gives him an impression of things he can't see. It also plays a role in attraction. The smells that surround a person do a lot to draw him in. It's usually the strength of scent that gets him, though there are some odors he'll avoid. Rot for one, and bio-waste. He doesn't like to advertise it much, but he's a much a fan of sweat as he is any sort of perfume or other smelling good. Someone soaked in the essence of their own exertion is almost intoxicating to him, to the point that if a sweat glistened athlete offered him a ride in the back of their most confining, stifling hot undergarment, he'd dive into their crack with just a moments blushing stare for hesitation.
His stance on vore is influenced by a few discoveries with partners. He found out, through some awkward episodes, that he enjoys sliding through the tighter, slippery byways of a persons body. However, there are a few circumstances to it. It feels nicest when the predator is doing it with pleasure in mind. It can be overpowering depending on how into the whole affair the host is. Conversely, someone with malicious intent can make it very uncomfortable. In some cases, it actually adds its own spice. In others, he really does feel like he's in a bad spot that he'd best try to remove himself from.
** OOC STUFF **
- I am whisper friendly and will at the very least respond to you.
- I'm most open to long term rp's with dominant females that have very buxom body types. That doesn't mean I exclude any other ideas.
- I generally start RP's as prey, but might move to pred later for a little while to help someone else have fun.