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The Neon Tigresses


A two-woman rock band of the future, Seh’Ahna and Tara Watt are well known for their vividly suggestive music and for the riots they tend to leave behind.

Feet pad across the velvet night,
Chasing shadows through moonlight.
Yeah, smell my desi-ire,
let it light you afi-ire,

Cause I’m stalking you now,
and I always catch my prey,
Cause I’m stalking you now,
I’ll catch you with ecstacy

You can run, but you can’t hide,
Your trail, I always find,
Feel the shiver down your spine,
And know that you are mine.

Cause I’m stalking you now,
and I always catch my prey,
Cause I’m stalking you now,
I’ll catch you with ecstacy

Feel my claws against your skin,
Slake my thirst with primal sin,
Yeah, and as you die,
know that you are mine.

Cause I’m stalking you now,
and I always catch my prey,
Cause I’m stalking you now,
I’ll catch you with ecstacy.


Seh’Ahna(Stalking Feline), the Kel’Regar of the two, is tall, yet surprisingly soft in appearance for a Kel’Regar female, her dark, cocoa-brown limbs lacking in the definition that many Kel’Regar women possess, while the huge shock of permed blue hair has gone beyond exotic.

Her partner in crimes against good taste, Tara Watt, is a voluptuous human girl, sharing nearly the same dark coloration as her partner, save that her mass of permed hair has been bleached to a silver blonde, dark roots peeking through frequently.

For their stage appearances, they have adopted a uniform of black, skin-tight synth-leathers, augmented by seemingly random silver-appearing jewelery, all of it large, sparkly, and foremost, the distilled essence of glam rock. 


Sel’kel’Satha was often teased in her youth on Regar, derided as soft and boyish, with a marked appreciation for the arts and music, and little taste for conflict. Often, the jeer came that she should burn off her budding breasts and go join a male’s commune. But she never could quite take that step, as there was a missing edge to the men.

It was as a young woman that she finally had the opportunity to leave Regar, and entering human space, she found that edge that was missing in the music of the Kel’Regar males. She found it in what the humans called "rock and roll."

Encountering a struggling young musician by the name of Tara Alderman, it was not long before the two girls had come to respect each other’s talents, Sel’kel’Satha’s as a vocalist, trained by simply singing along to human music, and Tara’s ability with the electric guitar. And together, they plotted their arc of concerts, eventually reconstructing at least the appearance of that ancient style, restoring the hair band to its proper place on the stage, and choosing their stage names to fit.

Special Equipment
Besides their normal musical equipment, the Neon Tigresses pack a complex autonomous unit to handle their bass and drum lines during concerts. Sel’Ahna is typically on keyboard and vocals, while Tara Watt is usually on the lead guitar.

Roleplaying Notes

With a hard, driving guitar line, and compelling vocals bordering on the erotic, the Neon Tigresses tend to attract rough and tumble local fans, more than a few, both male and female, hoping to ‘score’ with the ladies of the band. Unfortunately, they also prefer to play in smaller, rougher venues, usually local bars. The combination of alcohol and their presence has touched off a multitude of small riots, which rather excites them.

While intended more for color than for plot points, the girls could be seeking extraction from some place they’ve made trouble in, be in the process of making trouble around the PCs, or even need insertion to some place where the cops are aware of what they can do. Alternatively, they may need help dissuading the local roughs from playing with them… or persuading them to play. It’s hard to tell with these two.

"Got a mark for us, sis?"
"Him, over there."
"Hmm, plenty of money, but he looks kinda.. pudgy."
"I’m tired of stringy meat. It’ll soften him up, make the flavor more savory."
Out where there’s no elder Kel’Regar to keep her in check and poorly organized human policing at best, Sel’Ahna may have fallen into her distant ancestors habit of having their lovers for breakfast, quite literally, and may have dragged Tara into it as well. The PCs may be asked to investigate the disappearance of a local, or be marked for the full course himself.

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Comments ( 9 )
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April 21, 2008, 21:03
Neat, though it falls a little flat for me.

I think what would do it for me would be to have a snippet of conversation between these two to get a feel for their personalities.
Siren no Orakio
April 21, 2008, 21:44
Updated: Edited to add the song.

Also, added a potential exercise in bad taste for the two.
Voted Strolen
April 21, 2008, 22:05
-1 right off the bat for being SFish and then we can get to the meat. :)

The difficulty in comment/rating is that they just are a girl band. Nothing that sticks out, they need a spectacular gimmick.

I like the song. :)
April 28, 2008, 21:45
I really like this one, she;d make a perfect adversary for any cyberpunk campaign (especially shadowrun.) The intro lyrics are an excellent touch.
Voted Silveressa
May 2, 2008, 16:27
Only voted
Voted valadaar
May 2, 2008, 20:36
K, the song gotcha a bump!
Siren no Orakio
July 1, 2008, 21:25
A more lighthearted song, to the Tune of the Fraggle Rock Song:

~Drink yer cares away,
living's for another day,
let the demons play,
It's time for Ragnarok!

Slay yer cares away,
peace is for another day,
let the demons play,
we're Fjalar, Garmr, Surtr, Loki!

Drink yer cares away,
living's for another day,
let the demons play,
it's time for Ragnarok!
It's time for Ragnarok!
It's time for Ragnarok!
Voted Scrasamax
May 3, 2012, 8:08

I like.

Voted Kassy
May 22, 2012, 18:56
'tis a good sub. I liked it.


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