Vurga's reputation is no secret. On your colony, everyone has a story. He's a monster of a pirate, selling captured cargo and crew from across the galaxy. He's wealthy and influential beyond the level of a normal pirate. When Vurga says jump, the colony doesn't ask how high. They jump as high as they can off the bat.

His hobbies weren't just rumors. Everyone knew they were true. Vurga's adorable body and fearsome status let him come off as an alluring blend of all the best parts. He was adorable as could be, his short speech patterns making him feel almost like a cartoon. He was powerful and he knew it, letting him throw a surprising amount of dominance around from that 'innocent' looking form. And when he wanted someone? He could blend the adorable body of a space bunny with the sensuality and command of a pirate.

And he ate people. Yeah, everyone knew it. That poor troupe of exotic dancers that tried to get their start on the colony were silly enough to accept an offer to perform a private show for him. They disappeared, of course. Disappeared like so many of the new crew hands. Many of Vurga's crew seemed to be cute and naive, the sorts who were entranced by the fairy tale lives of the pirates but didn't realize how things would really be. The sorts who would usually quit as soon as their captain arrived back on their home colony. But no one ever quit Vurga's crew. They just vanished.

You know all of this...and yet, it's hard to care. Because when Vurga talks to you, it's like every word is a promise. A heart felt desire to make every last dream come true. He wants to get to know you. To be close. As he sprawls out and beckons you with an ear, you know how this night is probably going to end. You're going to be trapped in his tummy, never to see the outside world again. If you accept this invitation, he is probably...no, DEFINITELY going to eat you.

You just don't care.

((Drawn by  jerberjer))