Hello zhere!
 
I see you’ve made it to my lab! Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lunar, zhough you can call me Luna if you want,  
some do zhese days. I’m a 7 year old Yinglet (originally, I’ll explain zhat in a moment) and I spend my time in my lab always trying to invent newstuff.
 
I like to do all kinds of experiments pertaining to biology, robotics and astronomy. Some of zhem work out, ozhers turn into dangerous failures.  
Speaking of which, zhere was one a few years ago zhat did technically kill me. No, I’m not a ghost, or a hollogram (zhough I could probably become  
one), I’m really here, I’m real.  
Let me explain.
 
About a year ago, I was doing an experiment to see if I could remotely control my lab stuff wizh my mind. So here I was wizh my brain wired up to ze  
computer but when I started it immediately went wrong. My mind was drawn into ze computer instead of taking control of it, frying my brain in ze process.
 
By ze time I understood where I was and how to use my now virtual environment, it was too late to save my body. I wasn’t content wizh being  
ze new AI for my lab. I WANTED MY BODY BACK! So, wizh a lot of trial and error, made harder by ze awkward viewpoints (security cameras suck for seeing  
anyzhing), I eventually managed to take control of my labs little robots to take a sample of my DNA before my body started decomposing and begun  
ze process of cloning myself.
 
I used nanobots to help speed up ze process, taking only monzhs instead of years to reach maturity. Even so, it was a long and boring wait. At least  
exploring ze possibilities of being ze computer kept me entertained for a while. And it gave me time to figure out a very important question : how was  
I going to get back IN my body? Unstimulated during ze growzh, ze clone wouldn’t be able to do much more zhan keep breazhing and ze heart  
beating so zhere was no possibility of it becoming anozher ‘me’.
 
Ze solution I came up wizh was an implant. Based on a cochlear implant, it would look very similar in appearance but it would be wire to ze brain  
instead of stopping at ze auditory nerves. I made it so zhat ze module my mind would be contained in was removable, zhat way, if I wanted to  
continue working while my body rested, I could be plugged back into ze computer. It’s an automated process, just ze press of a button and a robotic  
arm will take my module from one to ze ozher.
 
During my time in ze computer, I had an idea, born out of boredom and random zhoughts. I had always been curious about what life would be like as  
a female. So I repurposed ze nanobots originally used to grow. Now, while in my body I can choose to activate my nanobots and they will customize  
my body’s gender in a just a few moments. I zhink Im gonna enjoy exploring ze differences between male and female.
 
At zis point your probably wondering why I’m sometimes refered to as ‘Scorpion’, t’s all to do wizh a mutation I have. I can partially digest iron and  
copper, not all of it, it just comes out smoozher zhan it went in. I pity zhose who try it and have to feel ze sharp edges of ze mineral on it’s way out.  
Anyway, my body deals wizh ze excess by fixing it in my hair, making it reactive to magnetic fields. Zhaese ornaments on my ears and tail are in fact  
magnets zhat allow me to disciplin and stylize my hair. When under ze influence of magnets, my hair becomes more rigid as ze field gets stronger.  
I used zhis to defend myself from a wild dog, turning my tailpoof into a cluster of zhousands of long sharp needles. Someone saw ze pose I took to  
use zis effectively and ze nickname stuck ever since.
 
One more zhing, please keep ze solid magnets away from me, zhey’re worse zhan chewing gum! Wizh gum, once you’ve got it out of your hair,  
it’s out. Wizh magnets, zhey actively attract my hair to it. Removing it while your hair is clumping around it is a fekkin pain in ze ass! So don’t you  
DARE zhink of pranking me wizh zhose! Ozherwise you’ll get ze same zhing as zhat wild dog.
 
Now, follow me and I’ll show you around and some of ze experiments I’m running…
 
Lunar OC belongs to me.
 
He, er… She… Whatever, that’s a Yinglet and their species is brought to you by Valsalia