<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Stargazer</span></strong></div><div class="floatright">(https://i.ibb.co/C77SLCQ/Scoli01.jpg)<br/>(https://cutewallpaper.org/21/scolipede-gijinka/vp-Pokemon-Thread-15655579.png)<br/>(https://i.ibb.co/Lh20Vjy/Scoli02.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Name:</strong>Marisola Jiménez Román y María de los Remedios Cipriano a.k.a 'Mari'<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Species [Type]:</strong>Scolipede [Poison/Bug]<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Bisexual<br/><br/><strong>Residence:</strong>Shady Acres, Southern Delinquent Town<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Personal Assistant and Bookkeeper<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>She's a bronze-skinned beauty, with fiery magenta hair that she carefully grooms in an array of styles - she keeps it straightened for the most part, but sometimes she'll let her natural waves flow free. Her eyes are a smoldering amber-brown, nearly gold, framed by thick, dark lashes. Her smile is perfectly straight, complete with sharpened canines. Her fingernails are also pointed, adding to her bestial nature. On her head, are a hybridized pair of antenna-esque horns similar to the color of her hair, that add to her regality. Originally from money, she still dresses with impeccable taste and style, and prefers deep blacks accented with rose colors and blush tones. In her past life, she was decked in flow-y, dramatic styles, and accessorized with diadems, gold head chains, and various gems and precious stones. Not to mention her collection of fragrances. Nowadays, she's far more practical. Her dresses, while still dark and moody, are less theatrical, with a punch of color or the casual flirtation of exposed skin by deep slits at her upper thighs or some carefully exposed cleavage.<br/><br/>She's rather proud of her neck, and so she will still adorn herself with gems that way, and with earrings, but her old collection of her precious gifts have been locked away, it's for the best. At only 5'1', she's rather diminutive, but she makes up for it for her presence. She walks with a controlled, almost constructed gait; with her head held high and her lips held in a feminine simper, one would assume she was some rich man's girlfriend or spoiled daughter. She keeps her legs crossed and at her side when sitting, and her voice can be best described as sultry and well trained. Her general shaped can be best described as 'luscious'. Generous curves fit her small frame with ease, and when she walks, her hips have that natural sway of a woman well in-tune with her body. One would be very surprised, that this entire persona is carefully constructed, but she plays her part as the fallen debutante, turned secretary, quite well.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>She's the embodiment of the term<em>dark feminine</em>. As the eldest child and daughter of her once prominent family, she's known for her sophisticated and serious nature. Although, she's no stranger to letting her hair down a bit over a glass of her favorite wine (or five), she's still a very austere and charming young woman. Deeply intelligent, as well, her education was fostered by private tutors who were willing to be paid under the table. She's far more prudish in her actions, often denying any advance with a carefully wording colloquialism and a wink.<em>"A lady is never caught out this late..."</em>is often her go-to.<br/><br/>A strong romantic, she's not opposed to being wooed or flirted with, but she's also quite spoiled and loved due to her upbringing. She's flattered by most attention, but she's known to rarely entertain. Mari is only used to the best of the best, after all, no other substitution shall suffice. Of course, because she has been heartbroken and forced to rebuild, piece by piece, she's also extremely protective of herself and everyone in her circle. As a friend, she's a headstrong advocate, eager to cut down an enemy with the sharpness of her words as well as her perfectly manicured claws and fangs. She's doting and nurturing, she loves her pets and her plants, and writes her mother often. In private moments, there's an air of sadness about her. She's often caught in long pauses or gazes into nothing, it's as if she's waiting for something, or someone.<br/><br/>Still, because of her pride, it's hard to see what lingers in her sad eyes.. but sometimes, you may be able to catch a tear.<br/><br/><strong>Inherent Abilities:</strong><br/>-- Can walk on vertical surfaces<br/>-- Can produce venom<br/>-- Resistant to poison<br/>-- Resistant to natural chemicals (EG, Pheremones)<br/>-- Can survive in noxious or toxic environments<br/><br/><br/><strong>Special Abilities:</strong><br/>Quick Feet -- When affected by a status effect, her metabolism speeds up and she gains a speed and agility boost.<br/>Speed Boost -- When in danger, adrenaline is released in bursts, increasing her speed as time goes on<br/>Poison Point -- When in danger, can produce poison points all over her body, which poisons assailants on contact<br/><strong>Egg Move:</strong>Bite<br/><strong>Strengths:</strong>Intelligent, Strategic, Kind, Cooking, Book Keeping, Administrative, Detail-oriented, Refined, Empathetic, Generous<br/><strong>Weaknesses:</strong>Very 'type-A', Moralistic, Prudent, Vulnerable, Emotional, and deeply Sensitive<br/><strong>Likes [Non-Sexual:</strong>Wine, Good food, Reading, Taking care of her plants and pets, Nature walks, Singing, Long conversations<br/><strong>Dislikes [Non-Sexual]:</strong>Dishonesty, Abuse of any kind, Cheating, Thievery of the poor, Beards that don't connect<br/><br/><strong>Ons:</strong>Massages, Roughness, Dirty Talk, Submission, Domination, Sweet talk, Sexual tension, Spanking, Choking, Biting, Edging, Breeding, After care<br/><strong>Offs:</strong>Scat/Watersports, Incest, Gore, Anything else too extreme that hasn't been mentioned probably belongs here.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Backstory:</strong><br/><br/>The Ciprianos were, at one point in time, a name that meant something. Marisola came from two lines of 'slum royalty'. Her mother, Magüi Remedios, was the daughter of an old crime boss who fell deeply in love with Olivero Cipriano, the heir of a growing merchant kingdom. They may not have been actual royalty, but their wedding procession would put a king's to shame. For three nights, people celebrated their nuptials, and within a year,<em>Marisola Jiménez Román y María de los Remedios Cipriano</em>was born. She was a curious baby, and an even curious child, often hiding behind a door to listen into her father's business proceedings while her younger siblings followed suit.<br/><br/>Of course, she'd be caught, but her father found this amusing. There was something in his eldest girl that made him second guess the need of a male heir. She was a bright child, all of his children were, but as the eldest, there was a special responsibility to be held. Just because she happened to be born as a daughter didn't matter. When she was barely 6, she was allowed to listen in to papa's business deals and follow him on the days where he'd inspect products. His most popular items happened to be ones that dealt with beauty and cosmetics. Natural vermilion was especially popular, harvested in the northern parts of the country, where she first saw it in done in person as a young teen.<br/><br/>It's with this association with beauty that she grew from a lanky tomboy, to a vision of grace and femininity. She made her official 'debut' at fifteen, at a birthday party of an associate of her father's, and from that moment on she was desired. Of course, she rebuffed her suitors, using her mother's inbuilt sarcasm and superficial charm. She knew exactly how to either let you down gently, or so sweet you could barely taste the poison underneath. Her teen years were filled with expensive gifts, raucous parties, and fun, yet fair-weather friends. Still, she couldn't help but keep that kind streak instilled within her. Her father always believed that were blessed and fortunate to have what they had, and that they could always lose it in the blink of an eye.<em>"That's why we give back."</em><br/><br/>Disaster struck just short of her twentieth year. An associate that had long envied her father's empire, somehow was able to weasel in a contract that left all of their assets to him, instead of Marisola. An illness quickly ravaged her father, and by the time he died, they were left without anything but the items they already owned. Her poor mother gave up every fur and piece of jewelry during their first months of poverty just to keep them afloat. Desperate and tearful, she remembered that her father was friends with<em>Dimitrius Maranzano</em>himself,<em>the</em>crime boss of Shady Acres. That fact alone made her nervous, but she asked for his consul, and nearly begged him for anything to help her family, and especially her widowed mother.<br/><br/>She feared his rejection, and even assumed he'd leave her to her own devices, but he was gracious. He remembered her father's kindness and honesty, even if they did live in a less reputable place, and so, he offered her a position as his personal assistant. Now under the employ of Dimitrius, she currently does not worry too much about her family's safety. Half of what she's paid goes to them and she has dreams of one day rebuilding the Cipriano name. But for now, she works for Mr. Matranzano, who's an eccentric in his own right, but for the most part, doesn't mean much harm. Much.<br/>