I'd like you all to meet Fat Bear and Pegleg Bambi.

[hider=Virginia][b]Virginia[/b]

[indent]Species: Alaskan Grizzly Bear [/indent]

 [indent]Age: 11[/indent]

[indent]Gender: Female [/indent]

[indent]Physical Description: Weighing in at about 1100 pounds, Virginia is massive, even for a species known for its enormity. Much of her bulk is a thick layer of muscle beneath an even thicker layer of fat, and wherever she moves the ground shivers. Her teeth, most of her skull and her lower jaw has been replaced with incredibly resilient spacecraft material, impervious to heat, acid, and immense amounts of pressure. Her claws are a good few inches long, and she has a plethora of surgical scars on her abdominal area beneath her fur. She is powerful, as most bears are, but very heavy and very, very slow, even when running. Her fur is darkish tan. [/indent]

[indent]Genetic Attribute: Her stomach, digestive system and mouth have been altered to have the capacity to digest, draw nutrition from and turn into waste metal, radioactive material, trash, wood, plastic, stone, poisonous or toxic material, chemicals, and any other manner of nonorganic food source. (Except lava or something of that nature. Seriously.) In addition, her major muscles associated with biting and chewing have been upped to allow her to simply bite into solid rock or tear off hunks of glass and metal should she grow hungry. [/indent]

[indent]Genetic Defect: She is incapable of digesting typical organic material, fed off of heaping pounds of the lab’s garbage or scrap material instead. Were she to be released into the wild, she’d likely have a very difficult time of finding proper food other than logs and rocks, and would likely die. [/indent]

[indent]History: Part of a more unorthodox cell devoted to evolving large marine and land animals to be used in captivity as natural remedies to the issue of overfull landfills, Virginia was born among several other hyperintelligent Kodiak bears for initial testing. Being the last of her “batch”, she was given alternate augmentation after her previous siblings died or were deemed failures. She grew normally, save for the fact that she drank gasoline (her favorite) instead of milk, began chewing on metal and old needles once her teeth came in and the scientists replaced them to fit her diet, and regularly snacked on whatever waste her captors decided to toss into her meals. By comparison to many of the other subjects, she was spoiled, as the scientists were never short on garbage.
She was kept in a large cell engineered to specifically hold her, with not much to do in the way of stimulation between tests. Bored animals, regardless of their human metal capacity, are dangerous, and the scientists learned the hard way that even the more compliant of the test subjects could, say, shred off half of a scientist’s clothing and eat it. After a failed attempt at stimulating her with a painting kit placed in her cell (The crew in charge of cleaning up her waste every week had quite a bit of fun scooping every color of the rainbow), they opted for simply playing movies through an ultra-reinforced pane of glass that even she couldn’t bite through. She learned much of human society from the movies she was allowed to watch, eventually emulating the characters in them and even avoiding mindlessly eating every ounce of her meals to make little sculptures out of spare bits of metal.
Like many females, Virginia grew into an age in which she began to yearn for a cub to take care of. Her feelings might have been alien to the generally parentless subjects in other sects, but from her knowledge of humanity she knew she desired a child. The scientists eventually noticed her urges, finally relenting after quite a bit of begging to grant a cub of similar augmentation to be taken care of. She could not produce milk, so the scientists still fed him for the first few months, but by the time he was weaned they spent much time socializing, playing and laying together, watching movies.
A botched surgery stole her cub away, and with it her relaxed demeanor. She chewed at her cell with more fervor than ever before, moaning and roaring, even refusing to eat. The scientists were forced to keep her sedated almost constantly, feeding her through a tube. When she was released, she did not so much run as stroll about the hallways in a drug-induced daze, only lazily batting over any attempting to stop her should they be so suicidal. [/indent] [/hider]

[hider=Jumper][b]Jumper[/b]

[indent]Species: White-Tailed Deer [/indent]

 [indent]Age: 4 months [/indent]

[indent]Gender: Male [/indent]

[indent]Physical Description: Jumper is a small, knobby fawn of typical markings for his age. He sweeps his tail very often, as a nervous habit, and all four of his legs have been replaced with augmented pseudo-biological prosthesis that stretch from each hoof to his shoulders or haunches. He wobbles uncertainly on them when walking, but runs with little trouble. They are mostly silver, but have been accented with a little bit of cheap red paint. [/indent]

[indent]Bionic Attribute: His metal-ceramic legs have been attached to his spine and much of his bone structure, made to be resistant to shock when landing or falling without damaging the unprotected sections of his skeleton. If his bones were to break, the bionics would, after a period of time proportionate to the damage caused, replace or encourage healing of that particular bone with either a supportive internal cast or simply absorbing debris and filling in any breaks or fractures. Due to the nature of the experiment they were implemented for, they can grow with him using advanced self-replicating nanotechnology, increasing in size to adjust to his growth. His legs also make him unusually agile and fast even in comparison to adult deer, capable of sprinting up to 50 miles per hour, leaping vertically about 25 feet and launching horizontally across gaps of 40 feet in a single bound. [/indent]

[indent]Bionic Side Effect: His legs can adjust to his body no matter how much he grows, but it is a double-edged sword. His legs run the risk of, if presented with too much trauma to unprotected bones, completely overtaking his bone structure, killing or paralyzing him. In addition, any replicated bone runs not only the risk of being rejected, but also causes him great pain for a long while, until his body can heal fully and become used to it. [/indent]

[indent]History: Jumper was born in a tube a botched experiment, his legs severely deformed and weak. Instead of wasting a specimen, the scientists of his sect opted to replace them, along with much of his skeleton, with biotechnology that was engineered to grow alongside him, say, to be used in studies later on into lifelong prosthesis for humans. He was too young to remember the surgery, but day after day of his young life was spent under mild or no anesthetic, his legs or body put into a machine specifically designed to stress or break his bones and legs, if only to allow the nanotechnology to fix them. His solace was in a young doe he’d been assigned to, treating her as a mother, always by her side or beneath her, hiding. 
His young mind only had the capacity of a five-year-old by the time he was a few months old, and after witnessing and being victim to the horrors of the lab and its scientists, he grew to fear them immensely, too terrified even to leave his cell without being dragged out. Upon release, he merely followed blindly along with his “mother”. Her augmentation, however, ultimately proved her downfall. Years of brutal surgery had weakened her, and she was not built for running and leaping, as Jumper was. To his horror, she was crushed under the trample of escaping animals, too selfish to stop and let her to her feet as they were. [/indent] [/hider]