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[Silent Smile]

Username: Paledawn
Character's Name: Caroline Hutch
Gender: Female
Age: 16
DNA: Panther. Her hands and feet are larger, with rough, almost pad-like bottoms. Her pupils are slits, and she refuses to look into a mirror for seeing what has happened to them. Her muscles are hard and show much more than they did before, especially in her legs. There are large black claws where nails used to be, and black fuzz showing in random patches.
Appearance: She deems herself a monster, and refuses to leave her room without a large black cloak that covers everything on her. No one knows what her body looks like underneath, except her prey, for she only opens it to give her arms room to slash. When she pulls away her hood, yellow slitted eyes gleam under a mess of black hair. Her ears are round and covered in fuzz. There are multiple scars on her face from being beaten by her parents and bullied by her peers. She only removes her hood if she trusts the person who wants to see her face.
Personality: She acts shy to her peers, refusing to speak to them and always sitting by herself. In truth, she is hiding a very strong girl underneath. She was not simply picked to be a panther, she got her way by smuggling in a knife and holding it to the throat of an unarmed general. They agreed not because they were worried for his safety, but because tests had shown that she was perfect for the procedure and they couldn't risk losing her. After that, she allowed the scientists to do whatever they wished, and followed every command. She doesn't try to cause trouble, but always somehow manages to drag herself into tight situations. More than once she's heard some speaking of her "removal", but she ignores them. She is a fantasy nerd and carries a brown book around with her. No one except her knows what lies within.
History: Being born the thirteenth daughter of a thirteenth son never gives you great feelings. In her early life, she was happy, although the rest of her family wasn't. Her father was 57 when she was born, her mother 26. All off her siblings were half brothers and sisters, to herself and to each other. After the seventh child had been born, nobody could remember who their father was, so they just went along with whoever had helped their mom have the latest addition to the family. John, Caroline's dad, was a sweet old man. He loved his daughter dearly, but left the family when she was only three because he couldn't take the stress of it. After that, their mom fell ill, and soon every child was up for adoption. Caroline and two of her brothers were taken in by a family who already had seventeen adopted children, with a new one coming every year. All of the children guessed it was because the man and wife were always drunk, and beating on the poor kids. Caroline, the slowest runner, was usually left behind by her siblings. In the end, they were all sent to the military, but as far as Caroline knows, she was the only one to have survived.
Other:

[⚜ Estivel]

Cynder, Moondancer, and Paledawn have all been accepted ^^
Paledawn, your character is rather unique in the way they got in, and I had to stop myself from being the perfectionist I am |D I can't wait to see how you play her.

Oh yes, and this RP should be starting up around Thursday to Friday, though if everyone so far has finished editing their posts I might start it as early as Wednesday ^^ More people joined than I thought would |D

[riddlestyx]

(( Thanks! ^-^ ))

[galaxyglitch]

Username: Paledawn
Character's Name: Caroline Hutch
Gender: Female
Age: 16
DNA: Panther. Her hands and feet are larger, with rough, almost pad-like bottoms. Her pupils are slits, and she refuses to look into a mirror for seeing what has happened to them. Her muscles are hard and show much more than they did before, especially in her legs. There are large black claws where nails used to be, and black fuzz showing in random patches.
Appearance: She deems herself a monster, and refuses to leave her room without a large black cloak that covers everything on her. No one knows what her body looks like underneath, except her prey, for she only opens it to give her arms room to slash. When she pulls away her hood, yellow slitted eyes gleam under a mess of black hair. Her ears are round and covered in fuzz. There are multiple scars on her face from being beaten by her parents and bullied by her peers. She only removes her hood if she trusts the person who wants to see her face.
Personality: She acts shy to her peers, refusing to speak to them and always sitting by herself. In truth, she is hiding a very strong girl underneath. She was not simply picked to be a panther, she got her way by smuggling in a knife and holding it to the throat of an unarmed general. They agreed not because they were worried for his safety, but because tests had shown that she was perfect for the procedure and they couldn't risk losing her. After that, she allowed the scientists to do whatever they wished, and followed every command. She doesn't try to cause trouble, but always somehow manages to drag herself into tight situations. More than once she's heard some speaking of her "removal", but she ignores them. She is a fantasy nerd and carries a brown book around with her. No one except her knows what lies within.
History: Being born the thirteenth daughter of a thirteenth son never gives you great feelings. In her early life, she was happy, although the rest of her family wasn't. Her father was 57 when she was born, her mother 26. All off her siblings were half brothers and sisters, to herself and to each other. After the seventh child had been born, nobody could remember who their father was, so they just went along with whoever had helped their mom have the latest addition to the family. John, Caroline's dad, was a sweet old man. He loved his daughter dearly, but left the family when she was only three because he couldn't take the stress of it. After that, their mom fell ill, and soon every child was up for adoption. Caroline and two of her brothers were taken in by a family who already had seventeen adopted children, with a new one coming every year. All of the children guessed it was because the man and wife were always drunk, and beating on the poor kids. Caroline, the slowest runner, was usually left behind by her siblings. In the end, they were all sent to the military, but as far as Caroline knows, she was the only one to have survived.
Other:

Not accepted, sorry. Wrath accepted without my permission, which wasn't good. We are co-owners, so we must consult over everything. In light of that particular mistake, we have now discussed and have decided that you are now unfortunately out due to your character who isn't exactly what we're looking for. She might disrupt the escape and the plot in general. Sorry again.

[Clowesia]

Username:
Et tu, Brute?

Character's Name:
Sophie Hare.

Gender:
Female.

Age:
19.

DNA:
White Rhino & Golden Dart Frog.

Appearance:
Sophie stands at 5'7'' which does little to stretch out her stocky and well built frame; she's got more than just a little baby fat. But don't let her chubby cherub appearance fool you, she's a moving brick house. she's got enough strength in her body to classify her as a juggernaut. She has standard brunette hair filled with volume, the bottom of her hair ending in a slight natural bounce and wave as it curls off the bottom of her neck. She has mid blue hued orbs hidden behind a pair of black, square frame glasses; her Rhino DNA making her eye-sight weak. She makes up for her bad eye-sight by having exceedingly keen hearing and sense of smell.

From her forehead sprouts a long Rhinos horn, but unlike the Rhino its colouring is a muted gold.She is covered in more of this muted gold, the skin which it has coloured has developed into a thick hide. This thick hide covers most of her body, starting at the tops of her upper arms to stretch across her shoulders, both sides and the back of her neck as well as her collarbone and the top of her chest. It drops to cover her shoulder blades, deep rivets separating the blades from her spine. The thick hide covers that too, stretching down the expanse of her spine to end at her tail bone.

The rough hide sweeps from her shoulder blades to under her arm, leaving her armpits exposed as they instead cover her ribs. The heavy skin continues forwards to flank her ribs, swooping under her heavy bosom. A few inches of human skin between them, stopping the two sides from meeting. The only other place on her body covered in the golden hide was the tops of her thighs, though she does have slightly discoloured cheeks, yellow beginning to form a few layers under the freckles; scientists believe that the area may develop a thick hide and start secreting posion. Sophie has an exceedingly long tongue that stretches several feet, though she can retract it easily at anytime into her throat to make it appear normal size.

Personality:
Even with the capability to run straight through a wall (and then continue on through a couple more walls) if necessary, Sophie is still has low-risk classification when it comes to her demeanor. She is rather docile and quiet, leading many to wonder at her intelligence at times though that is quickly snuffed out when she is engaged in conversation with some of the civil scientists. Naturally intelligent, she picks up on things easily and always approaches a problem logically, her gentle and kind personality always tells her to try and work things out without violence.

But even she agrees that some things, some people, need to have a lesson beat into them. That is where her darker demeanor comes into play. If she concludes it is necessary, she is more than willing and capable to throw her weight around, literally.The situation has simply never occurred where she needed to take that step. She enjoys the little things in life, mainly food; it has become a luxury in her life.

She thinks of herself as a Mama Bear, lord forbid you get between her and something she cares for.


History:

Sophie had not had a pleasant up-bringing in her earlier years, a verbally abusive father had damaged her mentally by the time he finally passed in her twelfth year. It was two more years that she finally ran out of steam, her mind breaking. She dropped from school to slip into seclusion, refusing to leave even her own room for hear of human interaction. It was after two years of this self imprisonment that her mother got fed up. Wanting the best for her daughter, she contacted government family help centers. Sophie was quickly slipped into a youth group meant to make her come out of her shell.

Her mother was right thinking this would be the making of her. It would just be making her into a monstrous weapon.

It was one after noon that she was approached by a man with an proposition. In return for her, her family would be supported indefinitely. Sophie, knowing that her mother was struggling through hard times, being a single mother supporting three teenage girls, she didn't even blink as she accepted. With a quick signature from her mother, thinking it was only a two year, over-seas youth experience given to only a few teenagers in hopes of making them better, Sophie was whisked off to her new life of imprisonment. She became one of the first experiments in the facility, and in fact the first experiment to be given a second DNA type. Being one of the originals, she has the wisdom of years with her, but she also still has large medical problems that can range from coughing fits to full blown seizures and coma's. But even with all of this stacked up, ss soon as she turned eighteen, she signed her own life away again.

She paved her way to hell with good-intentions.

Other:
Sophie's skin continually secretes poison, though the amount can sky rocket exponentially when in high states of emotion. Because of this she must go through several bathing's a day, mostly consisting of being sprayed down with a pressure hose. She also has to have her hide covered at all times in several layers of bandaging and specially designed cloth to stop the leaking of toxins; least she brush up against someone and inadvertently kill them.

Her frog capabilities are heavily muted due to her Rhino sized weight. Such things like high jumping and wall climbing are used infrequently and sparingly.



((Long profile is long. ;A; <Edits 5 million times as she keeps coming up with new stuff.>))

[Zwei]

Username: _Angel_

Character's Name:
Penny Dralea (She hates her name, so just call her Rollo.)

Gender:
Female

Age:
17

DNA:
Black Bear

Appearance:
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Rollo has short black hair, reaching only to the tip of her shoulders. She has a medium build, most of which consists of pure muscle. Her eyes are a misty blue, and her skin is always has a smooth, silky tone to it. Her hands are large compared to most others, and her finger nails are black. She has, round, black ears, but they are unseen under her hood. Her voice is rough and croaky, and she always sounds like she has a terrible cold. If you could touch her skin, you would find that it is rather warm, like she was sick with fever. She is not exactly a fast runner, but people wouldn't call her slow, either. Standing at a 5'6", she is tall and intimidating.

Her new DNA gives her that rough, croaky voice. She is also tons stronger than before, and has put on some weight since. Because of her bulky size, she is rather clumsy at times. She isn't hurt easily, but she isn't invulnerable. She now has a short, stubby tail that is appropriately the color black, and to pair with that she has round, black ears. Her canine teeth and molars have grown a bit sharper, and Rollo's old vegetarian diet has changed to all meat and protein.

She likes to wear a baggy old t-shirt, the color of navy-blue. She always has her black jacket on, which is lined with so-called 'authentic' moose and deer fur. You will almost always see her with her hood on, which, strangely enough, has bear ears attached to the top. She wears jean shorts, cuffed at around her knees. With her jeans she wears a thick belt, a skull attached to the front. She likes combat boots, and wears black and white striped socks.

Personality:
Rollo thinks as herself as a tomboy. She isn't afraid to get her hands dirty, and she usually takes over if a job wasn't done right the first time. Headstrong, she usually acts before thinking. This has lead her to have a more aggressive behavior, making her think that in some - okay, most - situations violence is indeed the answer. Her mind is set on escaping, and she thinks she can do it alone. All the same, she loves to make friends and she gets along quite easily with the other teenagers - as long as they don't catch her on her mad side.

History:
Unlike most of the other teenagers at the facility, she had loving and protecting family. But in Rollo's mind, they were over-protective and pushy, always trying to get into her space. They always barged into Rollo's room, watching over everything she did, even when Rollo was just talking with friends on the phone. They always searched her computer, checked her email, and reviewed all of Rollo's messages on her phone. They even decorated her bedroom while she was away at a friends house for a week, but her parents lack of knowledge of 'whats in' made them change the room to pink and purple. Coming home to the girly-girl room of disaster, Rollo had a huge fight with her parents about how they did everything with out her permission, and how she was a teenager, not a kid, not anymore. She ran away that night, living in the streets and stealing from grocery stores for food. She finally got caught by the police, but instead of jail, they took Rollo to the facility. Ever since, she has wanted out.

(That turned out a lot longer than I meant it to be, but oh well. ^^ I spent all last night thinking of Rollo, she'll be lots of fun to use in this RP. ;3)

[galaxyglitch]

@Et Tu Brute? : Accepted ^-^ It's a mutual decision from Wrath & me :3

[Clowesia]

((I should think you would accept your own child. B|
Are we going to start tomorrow? c:))

[galaxyglitch]

((I should think you would accept your own child. B|
Are we going to start tomorrow? c:))

Probably. ^-^ Once I get MY form in, youngin'. Patience, patience, young grasshopper. Patience is a virtue, you know. ;3

[lycr]

Username: Whitedawn
Character's Name: Asha Aikin
Gender: Female
Age: 15 yo, 2 months
DNA: The red fox in Asha had caused her to have pointy, red ears and a red bushy tail with a white tip. She has become alot more sly, and had better vision and smell, maybe even just a little bit, sharper teeth.
Appearance: Asha has short, straight, and sort of generally messy, bright red hair. She has a lean build of only 102 lbs, and a height of 5'3, and is very skinny and gaunt, to the point of looking anorexic. She has deep brown eyes with long lashes, and a turned-up button nose and freckles. She is petite, but is pretty swift and agile. However, strength is not her biggest point. Sharp, furry red ears stick up from her head, along with a long, bushy tail. Asha wears causual clothes whenever she could, usually a green T-shirt, dark yoga pants, and white sneakers with layers of grime and dirt.

Personality: Asha is a generally sort of a tomboy, enjoying all kinds of sports rather than shopping. As a child, she had participated in several soccer competitions. She is gentle towards friends, and will always be loyal to them if she trusts them. She had a dark temper that is easily broken, however often tries to keep that contained. She usually acts before thinking. She is loyal and affectionate, a people-person.
History: Asha grew up with a rather rich couple, but her parents have never wanted a child, anyways. She was taken care of by nannies and maids, and only sees her father for a few days before he goes on his business meetings for months at a time. Asha could just leave home and stay in the nearby woods for days at a time and not get noticed. Her spite and personality came from the not-cared for state as a child, and her parents leapt at the first oppertunity to 'donate' Asha to the Island, not really caring for her well-being. They had a talk with Asha, who agreed, thinking it was just a simple trip to an island where she would be doing many fun activities. At first, Asha was confused by the sudden change of plan, but then, as she got used to it, Asha liked her new fox body. She was more sly, more agile, and had better sight and hearing.