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[Whale_Shark]

Alisa blushed it smiled " Ha. Very funny wolf." She punched his chest lightly face red as she looked down hiding " I'm serious. In igloos your supposed to sleep naked, makes it easier to share body heat. Science." Her long ears flicked back as she got more and more fluster " But honestly I've always been too emberrased. Also I'm at marrying age, so it's considered bad to sleep nude with a man who I'm not promised too." She snuggled into his chest hiding her face " No. I like you better as a human, you don't scare me." She murmured quietly hoping he wouldn't hear her

[Metronome]

He did. "Do I scare you as a wolf? And here I thought I looked like a...big shaggy dog." He couldn't say anything to her mentions of promises and celibacy. Isam wasn't exactly chaste. He decided saying nothing was probably better. "Well," He said cheekily as he pulled a piece of hair from her face. "I'll try not to keep you up with the sound of my dying."

[Whale_Shark]

Alisa grumbled puffing out her cheeks in anger " No. It's my stupid DNA, the elk in me immediately panics and wants to run or protect anyone I care for. So it will probably be better if you stay human. Besides, I like you better this way." Alisa smiled pacing one ear on his chest listening to the stready constant rhythm ( although a bit weak) heart beat. She smiled " There. Now I know your not dying, don't worry about it. I'll be fine, I'm protecting you. Remember."

[superirl202]

Head Scientist
Username:
superirl202
Name:
Fiona D'Arcy
Gender:
Female
Age:
60s(ish)
Natural or Experimental:
Natural
DNA mix:
93% Human, 7% Orca Whale
Appearance:
Fiona’s glossy black hair had given way to silver long ago, and she now wears it in a tight bun on the nape of her neck. She has sharp black eyes, and she has never been seen wearing glasses. She is surprisingly lithe for her age, which is clouded in veil of mystery, much like most of her life. She appears to be in her 60s though, if you go off of the tint of her hair and the lines of her face. Her teeth are slightly sharper than a normal person’s, although this is mostly undetectable. She has excellent hearing and lung capacity. One of the advantages she’s gained from her Orca DNA is her brain- she has enhanced spatial reasoning skills, and she has gained slightly more surface area for her brain, a result of sharing DNA with an animal who has the second largest brain of the marine-mammalian world. However, this enhanced surface area manifests itself as much more folds in the brain-matter, and does not appeared enlarged at first glance. Even though it is only slightly larger than average, this gives her a tremendous advantage in her ability to store and process information.
Personality:
Dr. D’Arcy is as cunning as she is brilliant. She will stop at nothing to get what she wants, and she is a firm believer in “the ends justify the means”. She holds no regret or guilt for the treatment of the dome hybrids. The fate of the free world relies on them being the best soldiers this world has ever seen- and she will see to it that that happens, by any means necessary. And if that means painful experiments, so be it. Fiona herself is a hybrid, and she’s always known she was different. She grew up in a time when hybrids were even more ostracized by society than they are now, and when the threat of war loomed, Fiona saw hope to build hybrids in the eyes of the world. But what was once a noble ambition became tainted and twisted as Fiona grew in power and ambition. Her quest for knowledge, and to make the ultimate life-form, the perfect soldier, has erased all of her good intentions.
History: {optional}
She prefers to keep this to herself, and no one quite knows her whole story.
Theme song: (optional)
Other:
Dr. D'Arcy is the director of the hybrid dome project. She is the head honcho the "highest up", the boss-(wo)man

[Heavenly.Howl]

(Reposts???)

[purpledirewolf2019]

Blake Collins /\ Male /\ 17 years old /\ 50% Human, 40% vampire bat, 10% kinkajou /\ Domestic /\ Tags: Serena, Alex

Laying on his stomach, Blake decided to rest his eyes. After the events of the past two days, he was actually really tired. This was actually a great place to recharge, since no one really knew he was in here but a few guards, so no one could given him any jobs at the moment. He did, however, hear Alex and Serena respond to his offer. "It's no big deal really. I can make it seem like I have an actually interest in what's going to happen to you as punishment. Like I want to see you punished, instead of acting like I want the information to warn you. Easy peasy." he answered with a shrug of his shoulders. "Dr. Von W. is a senior scientist here, but he is not the head of the lab. Still, he should know. I'll find out what I can when I'm good to go."

Rose Waters /\ Female /\ 15 years old /\ 50% Human, 25% chameleon, 25% cuttlefish /\ Number 2 /\ Marc

After Marc charged after his deer, everything seemed to slow down for Rose. As the deer started to flee, her target separated since it couldn't run as fast as the rest of the herd. That was when Rose made her move. She ran after the deer and when she was close enough, she darted in front of it, but there was still a good distance between them. At the sight of her, the buck stop, rearing slightly before tossing it's head and charging at her, despite it's bad leg. Just like she was afraid she would, Rose froze, not sure of what to do. She put out her hands and closed her eyes, waiting to be hit, but it didn't come. Slowly she opened one eye, than another to see the buck had stopped moving. In fact it was staring at her. Curious, she looked at herself and almost gasped in shock. Her skin was mimicking a cuttlefish hunting technique used to put crabs into a trance. Her skin was pure white and black striped of color were moving quickly towards her face continuously. The deer seemed completely under her spell, so she slowly started to move towards it. The buck was skittish at first, but didn't run away. When Rose was close enough, she actually reached out with one hand and stroked it's nose. "I'm sorry." she whispered to the buck just before driving the dagger into it's neck. Of course, that didn't immediately kill the poor deer, so Rose quickly created space between the dying deer and herself. She almost couldn't watch as the deer struggled for breath and eventually collapsed. She must have severed it's wind pipe, so it quickly suffocated.

[Whale_Shark]

(( Marc left. Sorry.
Also let's say they got to the ground. Night time passed and it's now late afternoon))
Cya >< 17 >< 50% Raven >< x >< Hopeful, cold, tired >< Cody
Cya grinned in her sleep sitting up drowsily. She stretched her and and wings out, one brushing the top of Cody's head. The Raven girl jumped at the feeling and looked down, the snake boy still asleep

[superirl202]

((Aiie, I was going to try and read all the replies, but there are too many. I'll catch up later))

(For Wolves:)

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Marc Bera~19~50% Human, 45% Tiger, 5% Pheonix~Number 4 ~Tags: Aurora

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Marc raised an eyebrow at Aurora's words. So, there were a lot of people like him here. Mark mused on that for a few moments, trying to figure out what it meant, and out of the corner of his eye, he watched the girl. She seemed as if she were...well, wilting. And it occurred to him that he might have been the cause. He was used to that- people growing uncomfortable, distant, and even hostile when they first met him. Marc supposed that he should put a bit more effort into making her feel better, but what if he did something wrong? This was completely new territory for him, he had never, in his life, actively tried to comfort someone. Hey, there's a first for everything... So, now overly conscious of his actions, he relaxed his posture, and tried to give her a small, closed lip smile. He didn't want to scare her with his teeth- that would be the exact opposite of comforting. "So, Aurora, would you happen to know where we are exactly?" Marc attempted to use a gentler tone than before, but he wasn't sure if it had the desired effect.

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Marc Bera~19~50% Human, 45% Tiger, 5% Pheonix~Number 4 ~Tags:None

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It seemed to Marc that the girl was wrapped up in her thoughts. The sun had set long ago, and the chill made Marc wish that he hadn't shaven- a good fur pelt would be useful right about now. But, as it was, he had managed to shave his excess fur just before coming here, leaving his skin looking somewhat human-like...and bald...and cold. He glanced one more time at Aurora, the poor shivering girl, and nodded farewell to her. It seemed she did not have, or would not give, the answers he sought, and so it was time for him to leave. He walked out of the clearing, and back into the safety of the woods. And once he hit the tree line, he ran. He ran as fast as he could, silently breezing through the forest. The air was cold, chilling his bare skin, but soon, the exercise warmed him up. The young man, still full of energy despite the late hour, ran through the silent forest, and was at this point in time, very akin to the animal he shared his genes with. The tiger who stalked in the night. Not only would the run keep him warm through the chilly night, but it should also serve to give him a better idea of his surroundings. And so, he ran.

[♥Princess of Lions♥]

~Serena~

"Come and see," she invited, immersed in her drawing and not up to moving. She wouldn't mind if Alex had changed his positioning because she already glanced up enough to have a good image in her mind of what she wanted to draw. Blake looked more tough guy, masculine, and muscular while Alex was thinner, cute, and boyish. Tall dark and handsome with cute short and blonde. Serena took special care to draw out each hair atop their heads. She often started from the top and made her way to the bottom, starting with a small detail and spiraling out to drawing a full picture.

Serena nodded in response to Blake's words. "Okay, well then thank you very much. Are you tired? You should get some rest," she told him, keeping her eyes on her sketch. "Or I can try to find you a spot to hang upside down if you want?"

[superirl202]

(I'm did a fade to black kinda thing for Marc's kill- he finishes it off like a tiger, but I didn't want to write it out in case it was too graphic for Chicken Smoothie. Better safe than sorry. If you guys are curious, just look up how a tiger attacks its prey. )

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Marc Bera~19~50% Human, 45% Tiger, 5% Pheonix~Number 4 ~Tags: Rose

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Marc glanced down at the deer, and ran an arm across his mouth, wiping off remnants of the kill. The adrenaline of the hunt was wearing off, and his mind was slowly returning to a human state. He leaned over, wrapped his arms around the doe's body, and hauled her up over his shoulder. His raggedy shirt was now sticking to his body with sweat, but for some reason, the cold didn't seem to touch him. Despite his attempt to wipe it away, his prey's blood was still speckled against the skin of his chin, and had seeped into the neckline of his shirt. He ignored it for now, blood had never minded him much, it was just with a passing though of Rose that Marc had wiped it from his mouth.
Marc started to make his way back to their starting point, where he had parted ways with Rose. When he arrived, he set the deer down next to their bush, before perking his ears and searching for Rose. He caught her scent soon enough, and followed it through the woods, but paused when he saw Rose. She was approaching the deer, but her skin was...mesmerizing. Marc could feel his human mind start to slip away, and something more...primal take its place. More wild that the tiger's instincts that he had become used to. He started to feel warmer, and then became uncomfortably hot. He couldn't see it, but his skin was heating up, almost to the point of glowing, and the tips of his hair had started flickering, becoming fire. But then, as she stabbed the deer, the hypnotizing patterns halted, and Marc broke away from her spell.
He was flustered... no doubt about that, the experience brought on by watching her hypnotizing spell was completely new to him. He watched, still in a state of shock, as she backed away, letting the deer die. It was only until after a large gust of cold wind shook him out of his state of shock that he slowly approached her, standing silently next to her. He didn't know how she would handle this... but he would offer as much support for her as he was able.