Marble boobs. Sorry for the lack of lewd lately.
Friend of mine forced me to actually come up with a backstory for Sniper so here’s what I got off the top of my head.
Chan Shihong (or Shihong Chan in western naming conventions) grew up an orphan in Hong Kong, stealing and doing some other illegal shit in order to stay alive. Eventually, she ran afoul of the wrong crowd in the form of stealing from a known crime syndicate and got her arm lopped off.
Fast forward some time, and Shihong luckily survives, but the encounter just strengthens her resolve. She picks up a penchant for gunplay and finds herself particularly good at sharpshooting. She uses this skill, taking assassination contracts in order to pay for a bionic arm replacement.
Her talent earns her the nickname “Sniper” Chan among certain groups, climbing the underground ladder. Now Shihong lives in a sort of Roanapur-styled criminal wonderland, taking contracts to pay the bills.
Kind of just bullshitted this all off the top of my head after searching for Chinese girl names.
“Shihong” apparently means “the world is red” or “humanity is red.” This could refer to “red” as in blood, or red as in luck, since that’s the appropriate color in Chinese. Both work, as Sniper is a killer, hence “blood”, and her lucky past of not dying after losing an arm. The luckiness could also be ironic, since she was born and lived an orphan.
I dunno.
The males of the species aren’t much different from the females aside from the, well, obvious. Since they are just as slippery and flexible as their counterparts, their dicks tend to be fairly long and just as prehensile as the tentacles on their head. The tips can also flare out into a sort of V-shape for “locking.” Their loads are fairly large, too, and tend to foam up a bit after leaving their body. This comes with a sort of tingling feeling, like soda or pop rocks.
They’re just as shameless and easygoing as the females of the species, and this can lead to some awkward moments if they’ve never been introduced to any other race before.
Oh, and they communicate through a sort of melodic chirping sound. They lack the vocal capabilities of speaking other languages, but that definitely doesn’t stop them from being able to understand them. They’re not animals.
A bit about Aria’s species because I can’t remember how much I’ve already said:
Their head tentacles are very prehensile and strong, and are able to support their weight. As well as these tentacles, the “pads” on the end of their arms house an abundance of smaller tentacles similar to that of an anemone. These hand tentacles are what they use for delicate manipulation. They can also sting at will.
They’re amphibious but they prefer the water, finding that being on land is too taxing. The sun tends to dry them out, but they secrete a coating of oil through the skin that keeps them hydrated and slick. A downside of this is that they can’t really wear much clothing because everything they touch just becomes wet and oily.
Due to this oil, and also because of the fact that they’re very flexible, they often don’t end up in situations they don’t want to be in. They can slip out of trouble pretty easily. Keeping hold of one is very hard to do, and this tends to make them feel more carefree and friendly. Actually almost too friendly, really.
There’s no real way to mince words; they like sex. A lot. And most of them are very shameless about it, leading them to be very exhibitionistic with their acts. The more the merrier, right? This is because many feel like whenever they’ve had enough, they can just slip away and go on with their lives. This isn’t to say that they don’t make lasting relationships, but they’re few and far between.
They’re stretchy and bendy, both inside and out.
