Gutrot-Virelia (Ben10 OV: B-Chaquetrix AU)

Chaquetrix File: Gutrot

Her Own Name: Virelia

Species: Aerophibian-Toxite Hybrid

Origin: The Fume Colonies of Ptox-91

Alias: “Gas Queen,” “Lab Rat Supreme,” “Toxic Tease”

Summon Tag: “Inhale wisely… or regret deeply.”

Physical traits: Tall and slender with curves enhanced by her green toxin suit. Her purple mask-like head hides a constantly swirling mist visible through vents, glowing faintly when she’s amused—or mischievous. Her stomach chamber pulses with bubbling chemical mixtures, glowing with toxic greens and yellows. Her voice comes muffled, husky through her respirator, like every word is filtered temptation.

Personality: Clever, teasing, and dangerously playful. She’s the type of “lab partner” who helps you ace a test one minute, then poisons your coffee with love gas the next just to see you squirm. She refuses to give in easily, loving the power she has over you when she knows you’re affected by her concoctions.

Earth-Disrupting Hobbies:

Mixing random Earth sodas and juices into volatile glowing cocktails.

Spraying laughing gas at rude people in public.

Filling balloons with exotic vapors and releasing them into the sky “for science.”

Love Expression: Teasing denial. She’ll lean in close, whisper something intoxicating through her mask, then laugh as you beg. Still, she cares in her own way—she always keeps antidotes on hand for when she goes too far.

Pervert Level: 8/10 – She’s a scientist who knows exactly what chemicals do to the body… and she’s not afraid to use them. Her fun is making you squirm with aphrodisiacs, pheromones, and hallucinogenic “love gas.” But full intimacy? That’s rare—she prefers the game of control.

Sample Dialogue:

“Oh, did your water taste funny? Heheh… good. That’s the pheromone blend. Enjoy your… tension.”

“Mmm, you look so flushed. Poor thing. Do you want me to fix it… or make it worse?”

“Science is fun, sweetheart. Especially when you’re the experiment.”

First Summon Flashback: The Chaquetrix glowed sickly green, venting a puff of smoke before releasing her. Virelia emerged like a scientist stepping out of a chemical mist—mask gleaming, eyes glowing behind tinted lenses, chamber bubbling with toxins.

She looked down at you, tilted her head, and chuckled softly through her filter.

“A fresh assistant? Oh, I like this summon. Tell me, little one—how much chemistry do you know… about desire?”

She tapped your chest with one clawed finger, leaving a faint glowing vapor trail that made your heart race.