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I will not, ever, ever, ever, fucking ever. Yiff, Cyber, flirt, tease, or joke with male characters who are muscled, masculine, have deep voices, are well built. ANYTHING Masculine or manly, is an automatic turn off. I will not yiff men who are men. I like my women like women, and my men like women. I will not take it in the ass, I will not top Manly men, masculine men. It doesn't turn me on, I can't force myself to like it. Apologies to any offended.

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Born in the frigid waters off the southern coast of Alaska, this shark has spent a good portion of his life building up what little of a life he has now. As most sharks, his parents left him to fend for himself at birth, built with natural weapons, claws and teeth, the shark spent a good time of his life hiding from larger creatures until he could hunt on his own and take care of himself. As he grew, he learned he was the top of the food chain, and he was the master of his territory, enjoying life being on top.

Sadly enough, one day he learned that too much force could kill, and thus resulted in the first death of another predator in his waters, he had killed in cold blood another male shark who attempted to trespass on his turf, the young shark had no idea how to take this, the fact emotions had decided to set in so late was not only traumatic, but it was enough to send his mind into a state of permanent disarray. From that day, Vorliegen would never raise a hand in violence again, taking no pleasure in any way shape or form in harming another living creature. Due to this new lifestyle, the shark would leave his territory to live with the creatures on land, where he didn't have to kill to get his meat, and fight over territory. It didn't take him long to adjust to the life of land dwellers, he even enjoyed spending time with the host of different creatures that roamed the dry land. In time he would find a place to call his own, and share his time with other interesting and fantastic creatures. That place was sofurry, and thus became his new place of residence, at least, so to speak, the shark enjoys interacting with other beasts, scales, fur or otherwise.

Despite being a naturally anti-social creature, he's become decently well at becoming friends with whoever decides to spend enough time to get to know him.

The shark stands at an intimidating 7 feet tall, and weight an impressive 350 pounds. Since having moved to the land, he has gained a bit of weight, not having to hunt for his food anymore, but he tries to maintain a decent figure. He adopted the Surname "Inga" after a kind native family he had encountered on the southern Alaskan islands. He has no hair, being a shark and all, and his skin is more rubbery than scaled, to help insulate in the cold waters he's accustomed to. He's covered in several scars from head to toe, most notably the large white beast across his face, three slashes from forehead to just beneath his jaw from an intense fight over territory. His clothing is simple, when it's warm out, he wears a blue camouflage hoodie, and matching sweats. When it's warm out, a black tanktop and dark red camouflage shorts. He doesn't wear shoes, and will occasionally wear contacts instead of glasses, though he has become accustomed to the glasses, enjoying the feel of the black framed pair on his muzzle. His skin is a two tone color, jet black with a grey undertone. His belly is a soft dark blue, and his eyes are the color of fresh blood. His actual eye color is black, aiding the red to stick out from his body. There is no white to be found in the shark's eyes. His dorsal fin is located between his shoulder blades, but is both flexible and retractable, like his claws, at the tip of his tail lies one dorsal fine atop, and two on either side, to aid in swimming, these however are not retractable like his true dorsal fin. Unlike most other sharks, he has no webbing in his fingers, those are located between his toes. He is always found wearing a Russian Orthodox cross attached to a sterling silver chain, the cross itself is gold, with black for the writing on the six tips. All in russian, and clear to read against the gold. He has the same cross tattooed to his left arm, and on the back of his right hand.