Oooh, this sounds so awesome! I'd love to join, and I already have a character in mind.<br/><br/>-Name: Agatha<br/>-Age: Appears to be early 30's<br/>-Gender: Female<br/>-Species/Race: Steam-based Clockwork Human Cyborg<br/>-Surface or Sky: Sky<br/>-Occupation: Acquisition and Sale of Rare Surface Items (Her own fancy title for Picker)<br/>-Abilities: Towering stature with formidable strength and stamina, can leap long distances with help of mechanical limbs. Semi-organic structure allows some resistance to surface gas.<br/>-Appearance: Possesses the head and torso of a dapper young woman, albeit one around 3 meters tall and deathly pale. Her entire body is infused with clockwork and steam mechanisms, most apparent in her massive prosthetic limbs. Generally wears a blouse with corset and frilled skirt, often seen covering her wavy brown hair with a feathered top hat.<br/>-Craft type: Pilots her own personal Steam Ship, the Lady Victoria. She often sells her wares from the back.<br/>-Pred/Prey/Switch: Pred<br/>-Types of vore allowed: Oral soft, same size, female prey<br/>Agatha is an interesting sort, often inconsistent when regaling the story of just how she became the way she is. Regardless of origins, she is a kindly soul, if not a bit wily, and is prone to outbursts of vigilantism under the guise of romanticist justice. She most often keeps to herself, though is exceptionally warm and motherly to those who gain her friendship.<br/><br/>(If it's alright, I do believe I'll draw her soon~)<br/><br/>Agatha was perched atop a nearby building, her posture surprisingly demure for a hulking half-metal maiden. She lowered her cup of morning coffee and noticed the young couple chatting below. The young man of the pair was hastily repairing an engine for his steam craft, no doubt wishing to gather a party for a surface expedition. The idea was entertaining enough, it had been a few weeks since Agatha had last visited beneath the clouds. After all, she was starting to run low on inventory, and needed some new items to restock. With a swiftness and grace that defied her clunky frame and metallic joints, she scrambles to the street, and readies her offer of employ to the young adventurer.