[b][i][big][color=cyan]The Universe of REI[/color][/big][/i][/b]



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At the surface, Rei. The Rei her everyone knows and loves, hates and really fantasizes about. Aged between teenager and adult, studious, blue-haired, red-eyed, soft-spoken and mild-mannered.
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[collapse=LEVEL ONE]A little less canonical. Rei and Rei and Rei and so on and so forth. A whole bunch of Reis. A universe of them. Probably from some funnily twisted version of Neon Genesis Evangelion where she found her stack of clones, woke them up, got them to know each other, and decided that it would be fun to have a bunch more. A few lab upgrades later and she had plenty to play with.[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL TWO]And among them, progressive variants. The idealized standard united into one unique being. Petite Reis, tall Reis, small Reis, curvy Reis, in swimsuit and schoolgirl and casual and formal and underwear or even no clothes at all. Some are shy and some are spunky. Some are submissive and some are independent. Some are robots and some are full of passion.[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL THREE]A little past it, a little past the standard and into darker... unknown territories... Some are girls and some are hermaphrodites... The norm ends here, the strangeness begins as one's examination explores further and further into this imaginary lab's most secret spots and innovative experiments... It's dark like a final warning. The message that visitors now master the light switch and create their own surprises.[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL FOUR]So many clones means so many mishaps that end up being capitalized on. Some are pregnant, some give birth, some cuddle a child that sees a rapid growth and becomes much like them all in a matter of minutes. Some give milk, so much milk, too much milk; milk all the time, well able to shower another, a drink delicious, that renders the skin silky smooth by unknown therapy...[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL FIVE]Some are pierced, tattooed, decorated, sometimes so heavily their skin is more navy blue than natural, their features more golden and silver than all else. Some are clad simply while others wear veritable curtains...[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL SIX]Some experience mitosis. Some split, partly or wholly. Some are caught in a session of growth where bodies get longer, taller, more flexible. Some enjoy the abilities of a contortionist without practice. Some exhibit a supernatural control over themselves, able to spasm and swallow on cue, only for the best of their purposes...[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL SEVEN]Some are abundant. Some are conjoined. Some are four-armed. Some are multiple-breasted. Some are two-headed and might just kiss themselves. Some are taurs, gifted with tentacles, able to double-penetrate with twin cocks or enjoy two orgasms at once with two sexes. Some are abundant inside, giving away far more milk, more juice, more cum than one could've possibly contained, even if one had been entirely hollow. Some are so curvy that they should've snapped in half. Some are so wide-hipped a person could've sat on each side. Some are so incredibly endowed that they could demolish a person twice their size. Some wear so many limbs that they could tend to octuplets with a disconcerting ease...[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL EIGHT]Some are telepaths, some are telekinetic, some produce fire and ice and wind and all sorts of things with but a thought. Some read others like an open book, some take active control of the mind, some are like drone queens who order their multiplicity out and about, turning even the shy ones into tools of their bidding without memories. Some change physics, some change the world, some have no qualms about rewriting the common laws just to show off...[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL NINE]Some are reality-defying, able to sink into themselves lengths longer than they are tall. Some go all the way through. Some do it and duplicate, that one thing swallowed becoming two, out the sex and rear. Some house a stash of toys that their flat stomach would never betray.[/collapse]

[collapse=LEVEL TEN]Some are everything at once. Some are everything at once multiple times over and much, much more. Everywhere, everyone, goddesses without bounds, the most that can happen to anyone in the world. Impossibly gifted, oft wearing everything explained before, some ruling over them all and some becoming lazy, jaded, bored by the common of mortals. Most, they'll readily admit, are boring. The common gent thinks nothing more than what is up, what are you doing, what brings you here tonight. The ones hidden deepest within the levels of strange, they seek creativity, spontaneity, the ping-pong of narration, the game of infinite curveballs and beads.[/collapse]

[color=pink][b]So, with all this said and done...[/b][/color]

Turei seeks feminine herms and girls first and foremost. She may introduce herself to the odd shemale now and then too. Few males (if ever) have entertained a lasting relationship with her, and those who have did not figure themselves to be the exception to this rule - she knows all too well that those who approach and immediately seek to get in bed with her have not read this blurb. She outwardly seeks interesting personae as far removed from 'just another' as possible, praising odd details, mannerisms, styles and quirks that render one positively unique. An excellent spelling ability is nigh a requirement in this day and age and place too. She is a fan of casuals in the extraordinary, candid and assertive behavior - but she shuns away from low self-esteem, transform-me, self-depressing and wink-wink-nudge-nudge personalities.

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We'll get this out of the way: Turei's existence cannot be accurately described with any language of a combination thereof. The sheer complexity of being an elemental plane of oneself is something that consists of a fair portion of "you just got to be there" for one to have any true understanding of all the implications that are involved. Her quantum state of being renders her capable of self-contradictory feats.

Take a game of cards as an example. While she will embody and actively control all the players in the game, she at the same time is made incapable of knowing what is in the other players' hands. This allows her to genuinely play a game with and against herself, and this does not stop non-game-critical information from circulating amongst herselves.

Now take this elsewhere. Take this into life, the world and everything. She can make love with herself without being able to predict what she'll do. It is commonplace for her to vary the intellect and experience of one of herself in order to get a fresh perspective on something. She can disconnect one from herselves and have her act as a completely independent person outside of her control and consciousness - only to reintegrate that person just as easily later on.
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Unlike the majority of those who wander about, Turei is a self-made omnipotence, with humble beginnings. Her ascended status is the fruit of research, effort and experimentation - although being a paranormal entity to begin with did help in having a kickstart both in manpower and understanding. For someone who can do anything and everything without limitation, she is rather down-to-earth, and she has nothing to prove. A random passerby would simply interpret her as a set of identical sisters, if more than one of her show up anyway. Being asked to do parlor tricks makes her roll her eyes, and seeing people feel debilitated and intimidated by her presence makes her sigh in exasperation.

At the natural conclusion of this omnipotence is an ultimately desensitized being who often acts like she has just dis-inhibited herself with the help of a stiff drink, resulting in a person who is (mentally speaking) a lot looser and more frank than the canon submissive and robotic Rei Ayanami that most would know - her personality is most often abrasive to a point where she will be markedly flippant towards those who don't tickle her fancy. This demeanor often gets her mistaken for a domme, but it's not the case: in relationships she aims to please and impress, not intimidate - it's somewhat of a problem since it appears her simple presence is downright emasculating to some, no matter how much she shrugs or downplays herself. It appears she just has to deal with that, and give increasingly firm reminder of what sort of person she really is.

While she can take any shape she wishes at all, she usually sticks to the blue-hair-red-eyes color scheme to begin with so as to be easily recognizable - though past that, most anything's fair game: proportions, size, species and the like. It's common to find her wearing outfits with a color scheme and pattern clearly inspired from plugsuits. Like all women of course, she's got her wardrobe of dresses, swimsuits, underwear and all other garments that a self-respecting person should have.
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[i]<Phen> Et tu, Rei.[/i]