02 (video)

[goldfoot]

[She looks squarely at the camera. A very nonhuman face: gold fur, slitted eyes, and four large pointed ears. There seems to be some recent damage with small scrapes, the larger ones covered by bandages.] My appearance. Do you feel fear? Of unfamiliarity, or recognition.

If it is the former, then you need not tell me.

[A pause, as she seems unsure about the next topic. Her speech is slower, cautious and reserved.] Many species, many homeworlds. Many opportunities. My search is ongoing.

What is… expected of your species? Your gender. Your— caste. Your role, by design. Do you fulfill it, or do you rebel?

Comments

[goldfoot]

Hybrid. Similar genome or genetic modification?

[deathwalker]

[ Only one of those words makes sense. The rest is just....gibberish. ]
My apologies but I have no idea what you just asked.

[goldfoot]

[Right, there are more primitive species here...] Speak to my doctor, Nananea. Sa-marad. Red skin—four arms.

[deathwalker]

Why for? Can you not explain it yourself or are you being lazy.
[ Probably the latter. It's always the latter. ]