Summary: Professional chef in his late 20s. Predatory and very charming, with a long history of turning people into succulent dishes in his restaurant, catering company, home, or on his cooking show.
Meet Terrance "Terry" Aitchison, a relatively-normal, (mostly) human young adult. Well, ordinary is a relative term. Indeed, many aspects of her world would be quite extraordinary to you and I. Whether it's the liminals* or other humanoids, the existence of magic, the fact that he makes a living making meals out of other people, or any number of other things, his world vastly differs from our own.
Terry lives on a world similar to ours, Rashorra. It’s a big place, larger than Earth and with a similar climate, and even shares a good number of flora and fauna with earth, but that’s about where the similarities end. To start off the differences, there exists a substance in Rashorra’s galaxy called Aether. Emanating from the stars that make up the galaxy, Aether is a magical substance, pervasive in nearly every corner of said galaxy, and is naturally aspected to one of several different elemental varieties, ten in total. While the balance of elemental Aether can vary, Rashorra itself is fortunate to sit in an area where the elements are in relative harmony with each-other, which has allowed a gigantic variety of life to flourish on the planet, including a greater variety of intelligent life. Humans are still the world’s most populous intelligent life form, but they’ve got plenty of company.
Intelligent life on Rashorra can be broken up into a few broad categories. Humanoids are the dominant type, and also the least-diverse. Humans are, unsurprisingly, the most populous type of humanoids, and they are joined by Hamazan, tall, physically-strong humanoids that were renowned as warriors in past ages; Elves, that have a more lithe frame, pointy ears, and an aptitude for the arcane; and Liminals, a diverse group of humanoids with a number of animalistic features - usually just the ears and tail of an animal, but sometimes a few other physical traits as well. All four species of humanoids share a common evolutionary ancestor, and all four are perfectly capable of reproducing with one-another; in such cases, their children are most likely to share their mother’s species, although about a quarter of them take after the father.
Mosaics are the next most populous group, and they’re much more genetically diverse than humanoids are. They all (generally) have the torso of a humanoid, and a head resembling one as well, but the rest of their body is distinctly non-humanoid, and each species has a lot of internal variation within itself, as well. The big four are Centauroids, which have the lower body of an ungulate mammal and the size to go with it; Harpies, avians with feathered arms, clawed legs, and lightweight frames that are capable of flight; Lamia, cold-blooded creatures with a long snake’s body where a humanoid’s legs would start; and Merfolk, water-dwelling fish people that have the largest amount of genetic diversity of any type of intelligent life on the planet.
The rest of the intelligent life on Rashorra is hard to fit into neat categories, comprised lots of individual species that don’t have many close relatives. From the (mostly) subterranean Kobolds to the capricious Fae folk, or ancient, towering dragons, to name a few, there are plenty of creatures that exist only in fiction on Earth, but are a reality on Rashorra and its moons, and that’s to say nothing of the wide variety of non-intelligent life as well. Rashorra is home to a truly staggering amount of biodiversity in both flora and fauna, both mundane and magical in nature. And speaking of magic...
Aether, Magic, and Technology
Aether is the keystone of Rashorra itself. It’s a naturally-occuring, intangible substance that emanates from celestial bodies all across the galaxy that Rashorra is located in, and flows almost imperceptibly through it. It comes in a number of different “elemental” aspects, and is the backbone for the arcane arts. With enough training (and some genetic luck), a person can learn to harness and channel the ambient Aether around them, focusing it into what’s usually called magic in the common parlance. Most people have the aptitude to learn at least a moderate amount of magic, and it’s not uncommon for a person to have at least one or two minor magical talents. To say nothing of naturally-occuring magic, either, there’s a fair number of flora and fauna with their own natural Aetheric abilities, such as the flickering panther, which can “bend” light to make it appear like they’re several feet away from their actual positions, or the snapdragon, a type of flower that can “breathe” fire as a defensive mechanism.
As mentioned, most people who aren’t born with it have the ability to learn at least a small handful of magical skills, usually something that’s helpful in their everyday life. A chef might know some simple telekinesis to act as extra “hands” in the kitchen, making a pot of soup stir itself while they work on another task, for a basic example. To learn to channel Aether is a long process, however, which is why most people don’t bother beyond one or two simple skills. To advance beyond that requires a lot of dedication and a little luck. While most everyone has the aptitude for simple magic, not everyone has the capacity for more advanced magic. Those that do - and that choose to dedicate a big portion of their life to its study and practice - are rewarded with a large repertoire of more advanced skills.
Which leads us to industry on Rashorra. It’s a modern, technologically-advanced world, but instead of harnessing electricity like Earth, Rashorra powers itself by harnessing Aether. Indeed, the world underwent its industrial revolution when its citizens figured out how to capture and refine Aether into usable fuel. Crystallized Aether quite literally powers Rashorran society, a renewable, non-polluting energy source that simply dissolves back into the Aetherflow when expended: whether it’s Lightning-aspected crystals in your cell phone, Fire-aspected ones in your toaster, or Wind-aspected fuel that makes an airplane go.
Magic plays a role in medicine, as well. Since prehistoric times, primitive shamans figured out how to channel their magic in order to heal the injuries and maladies of their companions, and the practice has only been refined and perfected in the ages since then. Modern healers can mend broken limbs in minutes instead of weeks, virtually eradicate illness from developed areas, and even bring people back from the dead. Indeed, a skilled enough healer can pluck a soul from the lifestream and put it back in a healed (or even reconstructed) body. Nowadays, a person can even be “vaccinated” against permanent death, using a brew concocted from phoenix blood.
Which leads us to potions and other related items. A skilled brewer can imbue all sorts of effects into consumable form, often combining the world's magical flora and fauna with magical reagents. The results range from highly-effective medicines, to energy pills, to temporarily (or even permanently) modifying one’s body, to even temporarily granting greater magical powers. And with the industrial revolution, this potion and medicine-making has expanded to an industrial scale as well. Depending on its effects, you can find them everywhere from the pharmacy or the medicine aisle for substances with medical applications, to even the beverage cooler or toy store for the more fun ones.
Predation and People-Eating
There’s a certain quirk about life on Rashorra. It’s not something that’s immediately obvious on the surface, but most every living thing on the planet shares a dietary preference: they find people to be delicious. There is no finer food in the world than the meat of an intelligent person, and so people play a role in the world’s food supply as much as regular animals do. That’s not to say being eaten is the end of the line, far from it, in fact. Ever since ancient times, tribal shamans have devised ways to bring people back from the dead, and that was used to indulge in the world’s favorite foodstuff without (major) repercussions. This certainly hasn’t slowed down in modern times, either: people dine upon their fellow man regularly, with or without much fanfare. From something as mundane as elf burgers or deer-taur stew, to the spectacles of whole roasts on special occasions, the Rashorran diet is decidedly a carnivorous one.
That all said, people generally aren’t too thrilled about being on the receiving end of a fork. While being someone’s (or something’s) dinner isn’t the end of the world, it’s still inconvenient at its best, both in the time it takes to be turned into a meal and the time spent out of the action while their body is reconstructed, and it’s generally unpleasant to be butchered or even cooked alive. Most people only go along with it out of obligation as a result, though it’s not entirely uncommon for someone to be forced into it as well. Still, it’s rare that someone will make it out of high school without it happening to them at least once, and most people go through it a half-dozen or so times a year through their teens and twenties, before slowing down in their thirties.
Most species of intelligent life on Rashorra can not naturally swallow another person whole - their skeletal structures are as rigid as ours, even if their flesh is a tad more elastic. Lamia and some species of Merfolk are notable exceptions, but there is a cocktail of potions one can consume to temporarily grant a person that can enable someone do just that: eat an entire person, whole and alive, and be able to digest that much meat without too many negative side effects. Impractical, sure, but it’s lead to the fad of “throating.” Throating is all the rage nowadays, especially among younger people, and it’s much more common to see someone with a squirming, distended stomach nowadays than it was for most of the rest of Rashorran history.
Both throating and “normal” eating are very intimate processes. While most people do not like it happening to them, there are a number of people that get a thrill out of it, in much the same way that there are people that like extremely spicy food or jumping out of airplanes, and there’s a smaller subset of those that get a sexual thrill out of it. But because people are so delicious it’s not uncommon for someone to end up as the centerpiece roast on their family’s table for a holiday or special occasion, and given the demand for people as a food item, there are a handful of people who make their living selling their bodies as food.
Terry Himself
Important note: While the profile I've written is very heavily focused on cooking, it is by no means required if it's not your thing. I realize that not everyone has the stomach for a well-cooked meal (pun fully intended), and I'm more than happy to play him without it. Even if he isn't putting you in the oven, however, food theming is loved. Terry's still a chef, after all, even if he's swallowing his meals whole in that scene.
Terry seemingly always loved to cook. It started before he was even in elementary school, when he helped his mother make cookies for the family Christmas party (or at least, as much as you can trust a four-year-old to help out in the kitchen). He developed a fascination with cooking after that and never looked back, poring over cookbooks, begging his parents to let him help make meals, and working his way through all manner of successes and failures of his own. At the age of 7, he was skilled enough in the kitchen to prepare full meals, but the pivotal moment came later that year. It was his 8th birthday, and he had convinced his friend Ian to be the food for the party. He'd never prepared a whole person before, but with the assistance of his mother, the "boy-b-q" went off without a hitch. It was a hit, the other kids all loved the food, and it was then that Terry decided he wanted to be a chef when he grew up.
As he grew older, Terry also became quite the charmer. He was a pretty popular kid in elementary school, but that only increased as he reached middle school. And, as you might expect, he used his newfound charisma to frequently get his friends and schoolmates to go along with his culinary experiments. Whether it's baking in an oven or rotating over an open fire on a spit, the process of being turned into dinner isn't a pleasant one, and the amount of time spent out of commission afterwords is usually such an inconvenience in people's lives that they mostly only become part of the food supply under obligation, yet Terry had no shortage of ingredients to work with.
So how does he do it? If you were paying attention earlier, you'd remember that I told you that he was mostly human. Terry doesn't even know it himself, as far as he knows he is totally human, but he's got a little bit of supernatural blood in his veins. His mother's father's father's mother's father (his great-great-great grandfather) was an incubus. While the rest of his family tree is human (save for the occasional liminal), that little bit of demon blood in him has left its effect on Terry. Not in the form of extra strength or a major affinity for magic, but he has one shared quality with the incubi and succubi: he practically oozes charm.
In layman's terms, Terry has an aura about him that makes people around him like him more. Mostly it just makes people more friendly towards him (and he's more than happy to return that affection), but it has the added effect that people are less likely to turn down his requests to use them in his cooking. Which is quite convenient for him, because a struggling, resisting ingredient is much harder to work with than a complacent one. Even folks that have avoided the platter like the plague have found themselves being grilled for dinner with a spicy mango glaze after a chat with him.
While his hobby was somewhat known during middle school, he really made a name for himself in high school with his cooking. For the past decade he had mainly been cooking at home, but it was when he was in 10th grade that he got his first offer to cater a party. It was, as you might expect, a smash hit, and soon he started making a good bit of spending money cooking for whoever would pay.
After Terry graduated from high school, he took a year off to travel the globe (and sample the cuisine on the way), and then enrolled at the Culinary Arts program at his hometown River Springs College. And now that he's grown up, he's not opposed to playing with his food, either: if a pretty girl or a cute boy wants to fool around before dinner, he's not usually one to turn them down (yes, he's bisexual).
After a few years at River Springs honing his skills, Terry took the catering that he'd been doing on the side and made it his job. Whether it's private parties at his well-equipped apartment or at a client's house, or renting out large venues to feed entire crowds, he makes good money making sure his clients go home happy and well-fed. He also runs a YouTube channel on the side, full of instructional videos on how to make everything from the simplest of meals all the way to unique and exciting ways to serve his fellow man (or woman). He's got a small group of employees to help him with both jobs, as they can frequently be more than one can do by themselves.
That's not to say his whole life revolves around the joy of cooking. He enjoys music a lot, and has been singing for almost as long as he's been cooking, starting in the school choir in third grade. Talent shows and music camp when he was in middle school, there were a few amateur rock bands during high school, and he has kept on performing through college and beyond (The Federal Duck, maybe you've heard of them); his charming aura definitely helps draw a crowd whenever he's on stage.
Of course, he doesn't view everyone he meets as a potential ingredient, either. Sure, they technically are, but if he was bringing someone to his kitchen every day, he'd either balloon into a whale in no time flat, or have so many leftovers he'd run out of space in his apartment. No, he's more than happy to just hang out most of the time: going to a bar, watching a sporting event, catching a movie or a concert, or just chilling with friends at someone's apartment. He also tends to travel just about everywhere by bike, even during the rain and snow; there's even a little seat on the back that can hold a passenger.
Besides his charming aura, Terry's mostly normal. His eyesight is below average (hence the glasses) and he's not super athletic, though he's hardly out of shape - he does need some level of physical fitness to move all those heavy pots and pans around, after all. He has a few mundane magical talents, which are unsurprisingly mostly related to helping him with his passion: he knows a low-grade firemaking spell, as well as the ability to levitate small objects (to have a simmering pot stir itself, for instance). He also has a second pair of glasses that he uses in the kitchen, which can tell the temperature of something just by looking at it, and some enchanted cookwear to help him work.
He's 28 years old, 6'1" tall (~185 CM), and weighs 155 pounds (~70 KG). The apple? It'd look good between your lips.
Art is mine, drawn by the lovely Reiyali.
Heavy pred lean. He's not immune to being food, however, and assume the same preferences apply in such situations. See the alt list for a more detailed breakdown of likes and dislikes.
Soft Vore
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Hard Vore
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Digestion
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Reforming
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
His default setting assumes this will happen to those that become part of someone's diet, but it is not an instantaneous process, usually taking the better part of the day (in other words, after the scene has ended).
Oral Vore
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Cooking
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
You read the profile, right?
Food Related
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
If not the above. Even if you're not in the oven, you'll still taste divine with a sweet orange sauce.
Sex
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Especially if he's cooking for himself, he's willing to play with his food.
Blood
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Rashorrans don't have blood, Aether takes its place in powering their bodies.
Magic
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Magic exists in his setting, and is well-known; Terry's got his charming aura as well as his host of enchanted possessions.
Willing
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Part of his whole shtick, sweet talking people into being his ingredients.
Unwilling
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Even if they're not totally on-board with the idea initially.
Male Partner
Always/Love
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Never/Dislike
Cuter or prettier boys preferred over manly or muscular.