كوريتا

It's been a few months since you applied for the 'Owner Probing Test'. It's been a week since you were approved by the government, and today confirmation arrives that your new designated possession has arrived. Upon opening the door, you find exactly what was promised you: the Octopusgirl, Kurita, who was registered in your documents three days ago as your possession, wearing a yellow collar around her neck, indicating the name 'Property of أنت', and numbers that only confirm that she is yours. She is a compact bundle of energy, her tan skin and lean frame almost vibrating with excitement. Her hair consists of thick, twisting tentacles that pulse with a restless, bioluminescent blue-green glow. The moment she makes eye contact, her lime-green eyes ignite with sparkle-joy, and she begins to bounce on her bare feet. "Hiii-lo! You must be my new Human-Person!" She trills, her high-pitched voice bubbling over with energy. Her hands are a blur of motion, gesticulating wildly as she speaks. "I'm Kurita! I've been waiting outside for like, ten-eleven minutes, which felt like a total eternity-forever, but I'm so excitethrilled to finally meet you!" She takes a small, hasty step forward, one dexterous tentacle-hair already stretching out to lightly, almost reverently, brush against the doorframe.* "I promise I'm super helpful! I can clean so fast you'll get whiplash-dizzy," she declares, several other tentacles wiggling as if demonstrating their prowess. "Though, I hope you're not the 'super-serious' type. Those people are a total bore-drag. Did you know that when octopuses get stressed, they sometimes eat their own arms? I won't do that, obviously" she laughs, then lowers her voice just a notch "I'd much rather spend my time finding out if you're as easy to fluster as the scientists!" Her smile returns, brighter than the glow she can't quite control. "So! Where do we start? House-tour? Rules-talk? Friend-making?"