C A G E D {{hybrid}} version 2.5 - accepting - OPEN

[alpenglw]

Domestic hybrid
Username
aaron burr, sir.
Name
Eva Helena Deichmann
Nickname
N/A
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Bisexual
Age
22
Birthday
April 20
Natural or Experimental
DNA mix
55% human, 45% Peary caribou
Appearance
Eva stands at 5'2" and weighs around 102 pounds. As you may have been able to tell from that information, she's quite a tiny little thing. She has long, platinum blonde hair, hazel eyes that hide behind thick-rimmed eyeglasses with a dark purple frame, and pale, sensitive skin that is covered with a thin layer of whitish fur, making her appear even paler than she already is. Also thanks to her caribou DNA, her legs have been almost completely transformed into caribou legs, being long, completely furred, and ending in round cloven hooves. They even click when she walks, which she finds terribly embarrassing. She also has silverish antlers which are pretty small, only reaching 10 inches above her head. Beneath these antlers are small, fluffy ears, which normally stick out almost horizontally from either side of her head in place of human ears. All these are pretty obvious mutations, although the least visible one has also made the largest impact on Eva: she has lost the ability to digest any meat, and eating anything besides plant matter causes her to become intensely sick. Because of this, she has become almost paranoid of what she eats, terrified it's been contaminated with meat.
Personality
Eva is a very kind, meek, mousy soul. She can be at times painfully shy, and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is also terribly apologetic, and will often say sorry for saying sorry. She hates causing others pain and is generally incapable of being assertive, so isn't exactly the best person to be a Domestic. She tends to spend most of her time helping the scientists in the Lab, and rarely ventures into the Dome. She actually quite enjoys helping the scientists in this way- she is intrigued by the science that goes into the experiments, and if not for her animal DNA one could easily mistake her for a scientist. Eva is very easily embarrassed, but has the ability to suck up her tears and brush things off to save herself from being embarrassed further. However, she does cry very easily, one of the reasons why she stays out of the Dome. It breaks her little heart to see the hybrids treated so poorly, and so she tries her best to not interact with them and basically pretend they aren't there, or that they are at least there willingly.
History
Eva was not born in the US, moving there from Germany a couple years ago. She fluently speaks English, and has a barely noticeable accent. Because she moved to America so recently, she has yet to become a citizen, and thus was an easy target for the Lab. She heard of an internship position available at a lab supposedly studying animal behavior, and instantly took up the opportunity, as the job didn't require citizenship to apply. Of course, she was unaware of what was really happening at the Lab and was aghast to find out, but by that point she was already bound to the scientists and the Dome, and had no choice but stay and assist in the cruel place. However, that isn't to say that she wouldn't hesitate to leave if given the chance. She's found that the work being done there is quite interesting, as long as she blocks out the actual people and animals involved in the experiments and focuses solely on the data and numbers behind the operation.
Theme song
"Like The Dawn" by The Oh Hellos

[saturn.suv]

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⟡17┊23% Lynx┊25% Hummingbird┊Bisexual┊Experimental┊Dome Hybrid⟡

You Strike Me ❖ As A Woman Who Has Never Been Satisfied

Phaedra blinked, using one slight arm to prop herself up as she used the other to rub her face, trying to clear the sleep from her eyes. She had stood up before she was fully away, and combated the dizziness by kneeling and touching the ground. In and out Phaedra thought as she drew a deep breath, then leaned forward and back in quick succession to gain the momentum needed to stand again. She tilted her narrow face toward the sun, scowling at the fierce rays. It was, Phaedra decided, far too hot. What bothered her more than the heat, however, was the fact that there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. Phaedra toyed with the idea of fiercely reprimanding the sky for such atrocious beams, then decided against it. She was quick, but it was never a good idea to call unwanted attention to oneself, least of all by shouting pointlessly at the sky. She stretched one last time, her limber muscles soaking in the light from the hated sun, before turning to do a mandatory check of her perimeter. The instinct was long ingrained, and it was second nature for Phaedra to turn slowly around, watching for any sign of movement in her peripheral vision. She saw nothing, but then a quick dart of movement had Phaedra bolting toward whatever may have move. It was just a lizard- Phaedra considered catching it, but the shook her head as she saw it scurry away, as if it had something to do. Somewhere to be. "That makes one of us," she muttered, glancing at the horizon in deference to the monotonous day that lay ahead of her. Although if she were being honest, which was rare, Phaedra would have to admit that she preferred it when days were boring. Excitement generally meant that it was her number, and she would do anything to avoid that.

Phaedra had made a small fire, roasted her last piece of leftover food from the night before, and eaten it in quick succession. Before leaving her temporary site, Phaedra kicked sand of the smoldering ruins of the fire, muttering a sarcastic "Only I can prevent forest fires" as she did so. She wasn't even in a forest. Task accomplished, Phaedra began running away from the site, pushing the limits of her hybrid speed. Fires meant a smoke trail as tall as the sky, and Phaedra did not want to be found. She took comfort in the rhythmic slap of the callused pads of her feet hitting the ground. Running had always reminded Phaedra of when she was much younger, and she could almost imagine the rain through a blurry pane as seen through her four year old eyes. Shaking her head to clear the nostalgia, Phaedra kept running, matching the tempo of her steps to the steady rhythm in her head of away, away, away.

[ryuunosuke]

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ethan sato;
agender he/him, pansexual.
seventeen, experimental.
domestic.
1/2 human, 1/5 gray wolf,
1/3 great white shark.
tagged - bae andrews
feeling - playful
ooc: sorry for late reply!
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He grunted at the other's arrogant-like speech, getting onto the tips of his toes and snorting through his nostrils. Like the other, Ethan just couldn't stand still. He mused that it was perhaps his fun fun fun fun shark DNA; he couldn't stay still or his blood and heart would stop like that. Ethan raised an eyebrow at the mention of the hybrids, laughing in a doggish way. "Oh gawds!" He slapped his knee, slapping his tail on the ground excitedly. "I know you are... A new squiddo here, yeaaaah?" He drew out his words, trying his best to be intimidating as well. Natural things, stand your ground, grown, snarl, spit!

The shark-wolf hybrid boy began to circle around the other, sniffing and snapping. "Play, play, let's play. Let's see who's it!" He clapped his hands, eyes beginning to brighten up. "Yes, yes, if you're it and... We're playing tag, yes!" Ethan, trying to be friendly, snaked around the other, flashing his fangs in front of the other, running his tongue across them. "If we play tag, we have a cha-a-a-a-s-e!" For an example, he chased around his own tail, tackling it and actually biting the appendage. "We tag our new friends! The Group One squiddos!" He stood back, holding out his hand, ready for an intense match of rock-paper-scissors. "Yes, or no? Of course, if you're boring..."

[alpenglw]

Ashton Kyte
panromantic asexual | experimental | 30% grizzly, 10% crow | group five | open
Ash softly groaned as he came to, blinking his eyes against the intense brightness of the sun. After a few moments, he sat up, and was startled to see where he was. Flat land spread out in all directions around him, sparsely covered by scrawny scrub and occasional cacti quivering with sharp translucent spines. Above, the sun beat down mercilessly from a cloudless sky, and he could already feel himself getting burned.

He stood up and brushed off the gravelly grit and sand, then shaded his face with a paw and surveyed the land around him. Desert, desert, and more desert. How he got here, he had no idea; the last thing he remembered was being in the old Lab with a torn muscle in his leg. It seemed to have healed, as it didn't hurt when he put weight on it, but he decided to favor the limb just in case. To make matters worse, not a single drop of water nor a single strand of cloud was in sight, promising thirst for the days, months, or even years to come.

Sweat was already beginning to gather on his forehead and the back of his neck. He knew that he needed to find shade and hopefully water, and that he certainly wouldn't accomplish anything by standing around and simmering in the heat. With a sigh, Ash chose a random direction and started walking, hoping to come across something or someone soon.

Emily Roberts
bisexual | natural | 21% Steller's jay | group three | open
Emily's eyes snapped open and she immediately sprang up off the hot ground, running her fingers through her blue-grey crest to get the sand out of it. Despite her sudden awakening, she seemed to be a teensy bit groggy from whatever the scientists used to sedate her, and held a hand to her temple to calm her dizziness. Wait, dizziness; wasn't that a sign of dehydration? Yes, it most certainly was. To make sure if her light-headedness was really due to a lack of water or just an aftereffect of the sedative, Emily pinched the skin on the back of her hand and let go, taking note of how quickly it went back to its usual position. To her disappointment, it took a good three seconds for the skin to sink back down. That accompanied with the dizziness made it clear to her that she needed to get water soon.

Mumbling under her breath about how the scientists should've at least hydrated her before releasing her back into the Dome, Emily confidently set off in what seemed to be a random direction. She walked through the desert with hard-learned skill, slipping around cacti and avoiding brush where snakes could be lurking, and constantly scanning the horizon for familiar landmarks or even other hybrids. If she happened to spot another domie, which didn't often happen, she would approach them in a friendly manner and attempt to become their ally or at least leave a good impression, though she secretly hoped that she wouldn't come across anyone as she travelled.

Eva Deichmann
bisexual | experimental | 45% Peary caribou | domestic | open
Eva sighed as she sat in her quarters and sorted through a stack of papers, separating them into two neat piles. Of course, the papers weren't anything too important; despite staying in the Lab and helping the scientists nearly all the time, she was still but a lowly domestic and wasn't trusted with important, classified papers. The documents she was sorting were really more scrap paper than anything: they were merely old records of the times and dates hybrids were submitted and discharged from the medical ward. Her soft ears were drooping from the boredom caused by the tedious task, but she knew it had to be done if she wanted to stay in the Lab instead of be sent out into that wretched Dome. If she wasn't busy in here, she'd be put to work out there.

Once she was over halfway done with the task, she closed her eyes and stretched, raising her arms up over her head and then bringing them back down to pop her back. She reached for a carrot she had been nibbling on earlier and again started to slowly eat it, trying to enjoy the hard, dry vegetable that was as insipid as the work she had to complete. With the carrot sticking out of her mouth as she nibbled it, she continued on with the dull task.

((Not quite sure what to do with her, as there aren't any scientists in the RP for her to interact with. We need some scientists.))

Nakai Taya
demi-pansexual | experimental | 30% cougar | domestic | Bae & Ethan
Nakai skulked through the halls of the Lab and out to the tunnel leading into the Dome, his head down and his hands in his pockets in such a way that seemed to scream "leave me alone." As he approached the guards at the gate, he didn't even hesitate as he went by them, and they quickly opened the gate for him. He had one thing to do, and one thing only: locate and bring in Alexander Hale, with luck by the end of the day and without too much difficulty. If he did so, he would hopefully not have much to do or worry about until the next number rolled around.

As he went into the sweltering hot Dome, however, his ears swiveled towards the sound of excited- no, hysterical- chatter to the left of him. He turned his head to see who it was and immediately hissed with annoyance when he saw the other two domestics, Bae and Ethan. To be quite frank, he considered them both to be obnoxious and immature morons, and the last thing he wanted right now was to be held up by their madness. He watched them for a moment, his eyes narrowed as he scrutinized them. Then, with his ears flat against his head and his gaze averted, he quickened his pace, silently pleading that they wouldn't notice him.

[aura-]

a l e x a n d e r h a l e
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"kiss me on the mouth and set me free,
but please don't bite"

Alex could feel himself just melting in the sun, his pace had slowed greatly and at this point he was just dragging himself across the hot ground. He was panting and his ears were pinned to his head. The shark in him was just begging for a drop of water, but there seemed to be no water here. How do they expect domies with fish in them to survive out here, he wont last long. He brought his left hand up to his forehead and wiped away the sweat. he stopped walking and plopped down on the ground. What is he suppose to do. Without a water source he's dead.

Maybe finding shade is where he needs to start. After a few moments he stood up and looked around for anything that could provide shade. There was mothing, except the small shade that the bushes on the ground provided. Looking off further he spotted many mountains around him. They seemed to be pretty close together, maybe at certain times of day the mountains casted shadows in the little valleys thy have between them. So that's where he will go.

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"this necklace that you've got wrapped around my neck
will choke me slowly to my death"

"first day, first day!" Bae sorta hunched down when the other noticed he was a newbie at this. He nodded softly "yeah" he said quietly and looked at the ground, away form the other domestic. Bae perked back up once he began to circle around him and repeat the words 'play' he nodded happily in agreement. Tag, Tag was the game, and Bae was excited. "The group one? yeah, we need to find them!" he agreed happily and hopped up and down in place . "Let's go, Let's go! I'm ready!" He cheered happily as he began a small pace, walking fast back in forth as in preparation for the running that was to come.

HE looked over to his right and saw another domestic leaving the lab, if he could remember his name was Nakai. It was such a unique name that he couldn't forget it. HE hopped out of his pace and practically skipped over to the other "We're playing tag~" he cooed to the other as e began to skip around him "Do you want to join us?" he questioned as he stopped in front of the hybrid, preventing him from walking any further.

[Valeska]

Scientist
Username: .minty
Name: Dr. Izzy McCarter
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Appearance: Izzy has shoulder length brunette hair that she often has up in a pony tail to keep hair out of her face. Her eyes are an icy blue and her skin tone is slightly tanned (not that she ever sees sunlight very often). Izzy stands at 5' 10" when not wearing heels. When wearing high heels she stands at 6 feet. If she were any shorter she would hate her job because there were numerous hybrids who were taller than 6 feet. Izzy has a well toned, hour glass figure for a scientist. She likes to keep fit in the lab gym that is often used for testing the hybrids.
Personality: Izzy has a very unique personality due to dealing with many different temperaments in her line of work. One minute she can be sweet and encouraging, then you turn your back for one moment and she is firm and pushy. She defiantly knows how to hold her own against the hybrids and her ever verbal father. Izzy is very intelligent in the world of science but not so much the outside world. Having lived in the scientist quarters for most of her life she only has outdated books to learn from. Internet is not allowed in the lab or nearby quarters so Izzy just makes do with what is available. Generally speaking Izzy is a very determined person when it comes to her work but at the same time really laid back when urgent matters haven't come to her attention. She isn't really one big on humor but occasionally she has a good laugh.

Scientist
Username: .minty
Name: Dr. Ernest McCarter
Gender: Male
Age: 47
Appearance: Dr. Ernest has a mixture of white, grey, and black hair on his head. He maintains a full beard with sideburns. Dr. Ernest has dark brown eyes that often appear to be black, accompanied by tan skin. Dr. Ernest constantly is wearing a white lab coat wherever he goes. He doesn't have time to really worry about his appearance but he does try to intimidate the hybrids.
[b]Personality:[/b] Ernest is a kind of man who must gets results and quickly or he becomes unsatisfied, irritated, brash, and unpredictable. He lives and breaths his work. Ernest isn't afraid to go to extremes to get what he wants, when he wants it, even if it endangers himself or others. Dr. Ernest is quick to anger and frustration, where he sometimes goes into one of his rages that usually is directed towards the hybrids, unless his daughter steps in. His relationship with his daughter is strained. He sees her more as an asset than a daughter, which he often shows when he makes Dr. Izzy take part in some of the actual experimentation.

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⟡17┊23% Lynx┊25% Hummingbird┊Bisexual┊Experimental┊Dome Hybrid⟡

You Strike Me ❖ As A Woman Who Has Never Been Satisfied

Phaedra skidded to a stop, panting. She hadn't been running for long, but the heat made the physical activity much more strenuous. She turned around slowly, sharp eyes scanning the horizon in every direction. She saw no one, but it never hurt to be too careful. She was jumpier than usual today, and had to force herself to calm down. She was an 8. Today was 1. She had time.
Phaedra couldn't help but snort at the idea of time. It seemed pointless here, a sentence and an escape. Time was what stretched between testing, and what filled the reprieve. And Phaedra had no idea what to do with it.
Shaking her head to clear heavy thoughts, Phaedra sank slowly to the ground, kneeling on the rough sand. Her hair, normally mussed and wild, hung lankly on her sweaty neck. Running had been stupid- she hadn't known where she was trying to go, and now she was just hot and exhausted. And very, very thirsty. She blinked, looking for water. She knew it was a dumb idea- this was the desert. She wasn't likely to see a handy water bottle or drinking fountain. Heck, she'd settle for a muddy puddle. But no such luck; the land was dry and barren in all directions. Phaedra sighed, then pulled herself back up again, leaning on a cactus for support.
"Ow!" she yelled, turning her palm so she could assess the damage. Not much, but the needles had left a series of shallow pinpricks, which bled profusely onto the dry ground. She lifted her hand up to her face and gave it a quick lick, reminiscent of her lynx DNA. She licked it twice more, draging the raspy surface of her tongue against the scarlett drops, then dropped her hand back to her side, glaring at the cactus. Although, she reasoned, the blood had at least temporarily slightly ebbed her thirst.
How disgusting, Phaedra thought, then turned away, walking toward the blurry outline of what might have been mountains in the distance. Or a series of cliffs; Phaedra couldn't tell. She just hoped that a large enough landmark might provide a bit of shade for the hottest part of the day, which, Phaedra thought with a groan, was still to come. Gritting her teeth and lifting a hand to shield her eyes from the harsh sunlight, Phaedra began walking, a slight smear of blood the only sign that she had ever been there.

[alpenglw]

Ashton Kyte
panromantic asexual | experimental | 30% grizzly, 10% crow | group five | Alex
As Ash walked through the desert, sweating buckets from the heat, he began to feel the hot ground burning the sensitive pads of his paws. Not knowing what to do about it, he forced himself to suck up the pain and carry on, though he started picking up his feet quicker to minimize their contact with the sand. However, this mode of walking soon became uncomfortable in itself as it hurt his messed up joints, which had shifted to be fit for walking on all fours courtesy of his new bear DNA. He didn't want to drop to all fours, however, as then all his paws would be burnt. So, he carried on as is, trying to ignore the pain.

Some time later, he saw a figure appear a ways away, but the heat was causing such strong waves to simmer over the hot ground that Ash wasn't able to make out who it was. He cautiously carried on towards the figure, and once he got close enough he realized who it was. "...Alex?" He called to him over the barren ground, holding a forepaw above his face to shield his eyes from the sun.

Emily Roberts
bisexual | natural | 21% Steller's jay | group three | Phaedra
Emily continued on at a steady pace, taking her time and making sure to not overexert herself lest she become even more dehydrated than she already was. It was clear she knew where she was going, but just where that was is another question entirely. The only thing for miles around was, well... Nothing. Nothing but brush and cacti. As she passed by creosote after creosote, cholla after cholla, she counted her footsteps under her breath, as this was her only way to tell distance out here in the desert. "1207, 1208, 1209, 1210..." She did this every time she was dropped off somewhere in the Dome, and by using the amount of steps she'd traveled as well as the position of the sun, she was able to put together a rough map of the Dome made of thin leather and charcoal that she kept rolled up in the pouch hanging at her side.

As she continued her trek, she thought she heard a yelp of pain nearby and quickened her pace to investigate. After a few more minutes of walking, she came across a cactus with blood already drying on its spines. "That must've hurt..." She muttered, looking around in an attempt to find whomever the blood belonged to. Her eyes landed on a short figure a bit away who looked to be heading for the distant mountains. Emily quickly made up her mind to follow the stranger, hoping they weren't too aggressive. She wasn't worried if they were a domestic; it wasn't her number, so what harm would come to her if they were? Walking as silently as possible just for the fun of acting stealthy, she began to follow the girl.

Nakai Taya
demi-pansexual | experimental | 30% cougar | domestic | Bae & Ethan
Nakai let out a tiny groan as Bae skipped over to him, and mentally prepared himself for interacting with the annoying hybrid. He stood still as Bae hopped around him, trying not to punch him into stopping. When the energetic boy stopped in front of him and asked Nakai if he'd like to play tag with them, Nakai stared at him like he was insane for a moment before letting out a gruff "No." With that said, he continued to stare up at the boy, not even trying to hide his dislike for him from his gaze.

Honestly, what was wrong with those two? Here they were, in the middle of the desert and supposed to be bringing in hybrids, and what were they doing? Playing tag. Tag. What would they do next, play ring-around-a-rosie with the domies? Trying to keep the frustration out of his voice, he said, "I really need to go bring in the Group One hybrid. So if you could just get out of my way, it'd be great."

[ryuunosuke]

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ethan sato;
agender he/him, pansexual.
seventeen, experimental.
domestic.
1/2 human, 1/5 gray wolf,
1/3 great white shark.
tagged - bae andrews, nakai taya
feeling - you wanna gO
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He laughed and chirruped at Bae's acceptance, slapping his tail on the ground. "Fun! Very good! Let's do JAN-KEN-POON!" Ethan excitedly did all 3 gestures of rock, paper, and scissors, shaking his head and allowing his tongue to loll out. "Ready, ready, steady!" However, he cut his excitement short at Nakai's sudden entrance. "Ah." he squeaked, but in a way of... Like when a kid is playing, but their mom or dad tells them to go home and they just can't argue. He flattened his ears, beginning to growl and get into a defensive stance.

"No fun, no fun, no goood at all! And that's baaad." He snapped his jaws at the taller and older male, stamping his feet on the ground. "Tag, you're it. But what fu-u-u-n is it if you don't even have a chase? A hustle?" He growled, but made sure it could be heard by the other. "Hunt, hunt, preadator and prey. If ya think yer so good," he snarled, accent kicking in, "then we'll play hide-and-go-sneak--! Seek, I mean. Hybrid hides, we seek." He kept his eye on Nakai, but began to pad his way towards the more open area.

[alpenglw]

Nakai Taya
demi-pansexual | experimental | 30% cougar | domestic | Bae & Ethan
Once Ethan came over as well, Nakai knew he was doomed. Glancing at the shark-wolf hybrid but directing his voice at both of them, he hissed, "Look, I know this is probably difficult for you two to understand, but this is not a game. We are essentially slaves to a top secret government facility. You can't just go around playing hide-and-seek with all the kids we torture. We weren't brought here to play games, we're here to obey the scientists and do our jobs." A faint growl could be heard in his voice as he ranted. With his tail flicking in annoyance, he continued, "Since you two seem incapable of doing that, I have to do it myself. So please, just let me do my job in peace. Please." He just gave them a cold, silent glare after that, hoping his rude speech would be enough to make them leave him alone.