Name: Datura Thorn-Apple Age: 28 human years Species: Floran Gender: Fruitbearer Relationship status: Unfertilized Sexuality: Likes other Florans. Sometimes likes humans. Is Hylotl-curious. Current Residence: Her ship, The Violet Thorn Occupation: Spacewreck salvager --History-- Datura was born to a small Floran tribe living in an undersea habitat on a toxic ammonia-methane planet. A containment breach, likely due to faulty equipment, lead to the entire habitat being crushed and flooded. Datura was the sole survivor, being alone aboard the tribe's ship, The Violet Thorn, at the time of the incident. With no training in piloting or engineering, she barely managed to make the ship functional enough (through trial & error and a lot of dumb luck) to launch and make it to a safe port. Six years have passed since that day and The Violet Thorn is now a patchwork of scrap salvaged from old battlesites and "borrowed" from unsuspecting wrecking yards. Though she is still a poor pilot, Datura has learned a lot about jury rigging and can fabricate ship parts out of the most unlikely materials. She now lives as a spacecraft salvager, moving from wreck to wreck scooping up valuable debris for sale or to add to her ship. --Physical Appearance-- Datura is just over 2 meters in height with medium green skin and deep violet eyes. Her scalp is bald and conical with short green thorns resembling a jimsonweed seed capsule, and is ringed with pale violet petals. Seasonally the cone blooms into a wreath of multi-colored flowers, and if fertilized they become green spiky fruits called thorn-apples. Her voice is low and harsh, and she ssssspeaks with a standard Floran lisp. Due to being born on a Toxic world, Datura has a noticeable but non-debilitating mutation. On her back between her shoulder blades protrudes a brown, flexible wood-like stalk about 0.3 meters, from which she often hangs a lantern. This mutation comes with one slight drawback; any clothing she wears must be modified to account for the stalk. Standard-issue environmental wear such as spacesuits won't fit her unless they have been tailored to her body first. Datura is athletic & muscular, and trains daily on her ship under high gravity. She enhances her stamina with green stimpacks, and never goes anywhere without her supply. She is addicted to the stims, though she denies this and becomes antagonistic when the subject is brought up. --Likes-- Datura is obsessed with collecting music boxes and aspires to have the galaxy's largest collection. She is a competent clarinet player, although her "skill" at the accordion is considered a war crime on 12 worlds. Her favorite colors are violet, black and green, in that order, and her clothing reflects this. She loves to eat, although her cooking skills are... lacking. Her favorite foods are Sweet Meat, Spooky Donut, Pussplum Tart, and Hot Bone. Her favorite drinks are Cyanider, Bloody Puss, and any kind of coffee. She also enjoys raw meat from any source (except Florans!) and has been known to bite during combat. Datura likes to test her strength against others and is always up for a competition... friendly or otherwise. She enjoys arm wrestling, unarmed combat, armed combat, speederbike racing, hunting, wilderness survival games, and battle chess. --Dislikes-- Vegetarian meals, apart from those made with flesh-like plants like Boneboo. Due to her past, Datura has anxiety over visiting planets with toxic oceans. She HATES when people ask what thorn-apples taste like. HATES. --Relationships-- (none yet, work in progress)
