She redesigned her settings

She was created from skudders seed
A pirate race of alien being
Described as pleasure machine
Undoubtedly a sultry young thing
That appealed to the perverse cosmic dream
Stuff of which other aliens need
To peak their wild and diverse curiosity
In her skin tight leather clothes that clung tightly to her body
Her iridescent eyes and tinted mohawk hair
Her tattooed story leading here and there
To sensual erogenous zones
Brings who tried her had their minds blown
Both male and female she’d oblige
But one by one they all soon died
She was a femme fatale
A cosmic black widow
Who could like a chameleon change as she needs
And she had an absolute ability to please
A real shape shifting beauty
Created to be a pleasure machine
But instead changed her ways
And became an assassin par excellence
And the dark stsr Queen
That would one day go on to bring the multiverse to its trembling knees.

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