Name: Gemma Arborette

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Birthday: January 16

Height: 6'6"

Weight: 324 Lb

Cup Size: A

Race: Rock Elemental/Petrifian, Formerly Human

Skin Tone: Light Grey in Red Spectrum

Hair Colour: Tan

Eye Colour: Green

Occupation: N/A

Sexuality: Undecided

Likes: Strolling through the woods, flowers, stumbling on random pieces of garbage in the woods, all sorts of berries, squirrels, her mom, the stories of her sister and father

Dislikes: Overly aggressive animals, downpours, dead trees, eating flowers, the past involving her parents, now growing up with her sister, asphalt

Personality: Curious, focused, neutral, patient, bland, placid, quiet

Backstory:

Gemma's entire life has been anything but natural, a fact she accepts as she tries to move on in life. It all started when her parents wanted another child. Due to complicationss, however, her mom was unable to become pregnant again. They eventually sought out a professional from Vybrylon, who was able to provide them a drug that would help them with their dilemma. The drug worked, and Gemma found herself coming into existence, greeted by her parents, and her sister, Vallie.

But the rejoicing was not without complications. As she had developed in her mom's womb, her mom's body warped and reshaped, becoming a twisted eight-foot tall mixture of human and lizard, horns protruding from her head menacingly, a fine layer of fur covering her body, while a thick six-foot tail swept behind her. And when Gemma eventually came forth into the world, she had resembled what her mom had become. Between the new forms they had and the day-to-day complications this created, a huge rift formed between one half of the family and the other. This tragically resulted in Gemma's mom running off into the woods, taking her transformed daughter with her, as her heart and solace shattered from the stress of their situation. She figured that this would be for the best, for all of them. Gemma was too young to fully grasp what had transpired.

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For years, her and her mom lived in the woods, living off the animals and plants and anything else they could find. While animalistic in how they went about their lives, her mother did her best to ensure they still retained their minds and their sanity. But every so often, her mother would sit beside her and cry for what had happened so long ago. Gemma tried to share the feeling, but considering how young she was when that event occured and the environment she grew up in, it was difficult for her to muster true feelings. She did her best to cry alongside her mom. She wanted to know what it was like of just what happened, but couldn't...

Then, one day, they encountered another figure in the woods. Some what human, but not quite, like they were. This one was a centauress in body, but resembled something of a demon. The demonic centauress addressed them, asking if her mother wanted a better life for Gemma. She nodded, tearing up as it all came back to her again. The demonic centauress asked if she would do anything to make things better. And she said yes.

A wave of darkness enveloping them was all Gemma ever remembered of that day. She was six years old.

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She wandered alone now. Her body had become more normal... human, thanks to what that demonic centauress did to her. But she was still far from it, her skin and flesh and hair hardened into what felt to be rock, her digits thick and pointed. A living petrified human, or animate rock girl of some sort. She didn't know. She just knew she was more human than she was before that event so long ago.

The event gave Gemma a new sense of hope. A desire, to find her sister. She remembered stories her mom told her of Vallie. She was very interested to see what sort of person she was now. Perhaps... if she has changed like she has.

Yes. She will find her sister. After twenty-one years, they will be together again.

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Character design inspired by the works of "nollety" @ Pixiv~