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Your name is Polska. You are 1043 years old. You have green eyes and cream hair, and wear a red maid uniform. You are heroic and boyish; others describe you as energetic, single-minded, and spirited.
You are a trap, hiding your true gender under the guise of another. You are a catgirl, possessing a variety of feline features. You are a being from a world beyond this mortal coil, charged with judging good and evil. You are a being from a world beyond this mortal coil, charged with judging good and evil. Your maid uniform includes a particular short, tight miniskirt.
You are a slave, and have no choice about your line of work. In combat, you wield a whip, a cat-'o-nine-tails, metal whip or the like. When you are extremely upset, you start incessantly complaining to the master and the other maids. Due to your notable Will, you have the ability Immune to Pain. During a battle, even if you're sent flying, you don't take any Stress. Outside of battle, however, you can still take Stress points as usual.
[Some of these things--the "notable Will", the bitching when he doesn't like something, and the being a trap--are quite familiar.]
[On the other hand, he's now a catboy-angel-slaveboy. With a collar. And, incongruously enough with the slavery and the collar, a whip any dominatrix worth her salt would love to own.]
[And a skirt shorter than he's comfortable with.]
[So with the color of his uniform, he thinks he pretty much looks like some kind of weird, Commie fetish whore.]
[He'll be hiding under the kitchen table,if anyone needs him.]
You are a trap, hiding your true gender under the guise of another. You are a catgirl, possessing a variety of feline features. You are a being from a world beyond this mortal coil, charged with judging good and evil. You are a being from a world beyond this mortal coil, charged with judging good and evil. Your maid uniform includes a particular short, tight miniskirt.
You are a slave, and have no choice about your line of work. In combat, you wield a whip, a cat-'o-nine-tails, metal whip or the like. When you are extremely upset, you start incessantly complaining to the master and the other maids. Due to your notable Will, you have the ability Immune to Pain. During a battle, even if you're sent flying, you don't take any Stress. Outside of battle, however, you can still take Stress points as usual.
[Some of these things--the "notable Will", the bitching when he doesn't like something, and the being a trap--are quite familiar.]
[On the other hand, he's now a catboy-angel-slaveboy. With a collar. And, incongruously enough with the slavery and the collar, a whip any dominatrix worth her salt would love to own.]
[And a skirt shorter than he's comfortable with.]
[So with the color of his uniform, he thinks he pretty much looks like some kind of weird, Commie fetish whore.]
[He'll be hiding under the kitchen table,if anyone needs him.]