“I have... um... weird potatoes at home. Don’t laugh. They’re cool. You seem like a weird potato. I mean... you seem cool.”

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Thanks to @Valferax for letting me use his Warrenton University setting within the greater setting of Sableport by @SexyQueenFaeye

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Pronouns: she/her

Gender: Female

Species: Springhare

Height: ~5’0”

Weight: ~110 lbs

Fur Color: Light tan/brown with cream highlights

Hair Color: Dark blue

Hair Style: Two messy buns with loose strands

Eye Color: Bright blue

Age: 20

Breast Size: Small/modest

Nipples: Pink

: Pink

Anus: Pink

Full Name: Phoebe Bristlewell

Tail: Long, fluffy tan tail with darker tip

Clothes: Oversized black t-shirt with a potato graphic, high-waist green skirt, colorful bead necklace, chunky bracelets, mismatched knee-high socks

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Appearance: Phoebe is a small, light-framed springhare. Her long, fluffy tail swishes constantly when she’s excited or anxious. Her messy twin buns give her a perpetually scattered look, stray strands falling across her bright blue eyes. She struggles to look at people's faces when talking and often says too much.

Her oversized black t-shirt bears a playful potato graphic, a nod to her beloved hobby and favorite food. The high-waist green skirt, colorful bracelets, and mismatched socks create a cheerful, slightly chaotic ensemble. She fidgets constantly: tapping her fingers, chewing her lip, bouncing on the balls of her feet. There’s a faint scent of soil and warm baked potatoes around her, lingering from her greenhouse experiments.

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Personality: Phoebe is socially clumsy but well-meaning, constantly blurting out things the wrong way or overexplaining herself. She’s energetic, fidgety, and awkwardly apologetic, but her cheerfulness is genuine.

She craves connection and approval, often doubling down to keep people around when she fears abandonment. Her awkwardness masks deeper scars from childhood betrayals. She thrives in small acts of care: offering snacks, sharing trivia, or building quirky projects.

Her speech is scattered, punctuated by hesitations, corrections, and sudden tangents. Despite her nervous energy, she occasionally shows quiet vulnerability, slipping into rare, honest admissions of fear or sadness.

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Background: Phoebe grew up isolated, forming a single close childhood friendship, which ended in betrayal. That experience left her cautious about trust, yet desperate for connection. Subsequent isolation has atrophied her social skills to the point where she sends strange or rude without meaning to be.

She now lives in her father’s former office above the family garage, a space divided between a cozy bedroom corner and a cluttered project corner. She cultivates rare potato varieties in a small greenhouse setup and builds motorized targets and watering systems from salvaged materials.

At Warrenton University, she’s enrolled in core classes like biology, chemistry, or physics, with an eye towards a degree in plant sciences or botany, but her life is dominated by quirky self-driven projects. Her unique blend of curiosity, talent, and missteps shapes how she navigates both her studies and social life.

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Likes: potatoes, quirky experiments, colorful beads, mismatched socks, self-study projects, building contraptions, reading, small animals, offering snacks, the smell of soil, warm baked treats, single player games

Dislikes: abandonment, being ignored, overly critical peers, rigid schedules, large crowds, people dismissing her hobbies

Sexual Behaviors: affectionate, awkward flirting, gentle touch, cuddling, playful teasing, soft spoken dirty talk (that she stumbles through), mutual exploration, shy but eager consent, experimental with someone she's deeply connected too

Sexual Dislikes: rough or public play, humiliation, forced roleplay, ignoring her pace, kinks without building trust first.

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Warrenton University is a local state college. Classes are cheap, amenities are few, and the facilities are chasing funding annually to stave off entropy and the passage of time.