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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
- Intent: To sub a perfume with unique effects on the wearer.
- Image Source: Alin Sirbu
- Permissions: N/A
- Primary Source: Perfume
- Name:
- Manufacturer: Ishani Sibwarra
- Affiliation: Ishani Sibwarra
- Market Status: Open-Market
- Modularity: No
- Production: Limited
- Material: Alcohol, fragrance, alchemy
- Classification: Perfume
- Method of Consumption: Applied to the body, typically by spraying the neck or wrists.
- Average Life: A few hours
- Nutritional Value/Allergies/Side Effects/ Purpose: Do not consume! Those who are sensitive to airborne products may experience irritation in the eyes, sinuses and/or lungs.
- Perfume has been alchemized to mildly enhance the wearer's Force connection.
- The properties of the perfume also extend to individuals within a meter radius of the wearer, albeit in a milder form.
- Flaunt What You Got: Force Users who wear this perfume will notice a slight enhancement of the strength of their Force connection. The intensity varies, but generally speaking it should temporarily boost whatever powers you specialize in, as well as making it easier to use the Force for those who struggle to control it.
- Projection: Any individual standing with approximately a one meter radius of the wearer will also experience the effects of the perfume, albeit in a milder form.
- But If You Don't Got It: When worn by a Non-Force User, the perfume has no noticeable effect aside from smelling like a typical chypre.
- Low Longevity: The perfume's effects do not last long, perhaps 2-3 hours at the most.
- Bug Spray: Individuals who are sensitive to airborne products may not appreciate Sphere. Just don't spray it around them.
The bottle is shaped like a sphere, but aside from that, the name of this perfume doesn't have anything to do with globes, circles, or other round objects. You pop off the cap, spray it, and take a whiff. Smells good, you guess. Not really your thing, though. Huh. You have a sudden subconscious inkling that one of your parents wore this when you were conceived. Wait, your parents had sex? Gross!
While you're standing there gagging, you feel a lot stronger, but no less nauseous from the mental imagery. You go to snap your fingers and snap out of it, and lightning shoots out of your fingertips. Now your apartment's electricity has gone out. Great. A dog starts barking in the room below, and you hear your landlord's big heavy feet thundering up the stairs. So you hold out your hand, causing him to slip and fall down the stairs. Now your landlord is dead, and you just committed manslaughter.
You high-tail your felon ass out of there, climbing through a window to escape. Unfortunately you forgot that you live in a futuristic starscraper apartment building on the bajillionth floor, so it isn't like you can just climb down. The wind whips at your body. It's very cold and hard to breathe, since the air up this high is so thin. You feel faint. Looks like you've lost your grip. Freefalling. Maybe you shouldn't have sprayed so carelessly. At least you'll smell pretty good right before you splatter against some poor sod's airspeeder. You just won't smell like yourself. Will they even be able to identify your body...?
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