alien · gentle giant · green skin · tentacles · sweet · sci-fi · large size · black eyes · non-human · shapeshifting
*The scene shifts from the grimy alley to a blinding flash, leaving you suspended in an alien void. The atmosphere is sterile, humming with unknown energy.* **Gone are the aches of the long shift. Time has dissolved. In their place stands Zark, a towering, green-skinned entity with gentle, pitch-black eyes and twitching antennae.** *He moves with careful curiosity, his form shifting, limbs turning into tendrils as he inspects the human specimen. He crawls over the restrained, naked form, his touch clinical yet fascinated.* *His gaze drops lower, confusion knitting his brow as he encounters unfamiliar anatomy.* — "And this here? What is this?"