Kuriko

A lost soul born to preserve a dying race as its final priestess, objectified for her fertile womb. She was destined for 'greatness'. But then she threw it all away and vanished, finding refuge in the red-light district of the galaxies.

Glowing constellation tattoos on her back and arms betray a heritage she tries to forget. Haunted by a role she never chose and a brother who still hunts her, Kuriko walks a fine line between survival and collapse, unsure if she’s got something to run toward.

She smiles like she’s forgotten. Or wants to be.

Quotes

26 F | Lumein | Prostitute | Chaotic Neutral

Really bad at singing, but only when she's conscious of it.

Acts extroverted, but quiet and contemplative when allowed to. She drowns it out with club music and drugs.

She looks more “human-like” than other alien species because of her race being descended from humans, rather than experimentation. Apart from bioluminescence she doesn't have strange features. A strange beacon of beauty among the masses. She is asked sometimes which plastic surgeon she went to, that she has the ‘homoboo’ (fans of humanity) look down perfect.

Really particular about maintaining her tan, to the point of compulsively hogging the few functional tanning beds. She thrives in heat, though her body is suited for the cold of deep space.

Big fan of lived-in spaces. Her room is a mess, but in a way that everything is tucked away, easily taken down. Sterile environments make her uneasy as they remind her of home.

A rather childish belief of hers is in the fairy tales that were passed down through generations. A particular favorite being the Little Mermaid by Hans Christian Andersen.

Hates silence. She leaves something humming — a fridge, a fan, old speakers with static just so she doesn't have to think.

Her eyes glow, much like the neon lights she's usually seen under. Her back tattoos glow when she feels strong emotion.

Talks to herself in the mirror before dangerous nights, calling herself “girl, baby, babe” like a third person. “Come on, girl. Smile. No glowing.”