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Just forget it, guys. It's not that big of a deal.
I got permission from Hazmat for this second character.
Name: Dylan Moore
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Animal: Feline, ram, reptile
Personality: It's hard to tell what Dylan is actually like. Being kept in a constant, drugged up state, he seems like a pretty laid back guy. He's easy going, unconcerned, happy all the time, and easily amused. Frankly, he doesn't seem too bright, either.
Appearance: Dylan is tall and lanky, standing at 6'3". He has olive tones skin with scales on the backs of his arms, fine orange fur on his legs, goat ears poking out of either side of his head, brown eyes, curved ram horns, an orange feline tail, sharp teeth, and claws. He, like Orren, can't shift between forms.
(Here's his general appearance. You'll have to add in all the animal parts in your head.)
Other: Dylan is prone to seizures, which he is medicated for. He has chronic muscle weakness, also medicated for it. He has a very limited diet due to his crappy digestive system. His metabolism is so fast that it could starve him to death in a matter of hours, which he is also medicated for. He suffers from brain damage, causing him to hallucinate, twitch, confuse easily, short-term memory loss, and, if not kept properly sedated, have violent episodes.
He's decided that Orren is his best friend, and can't be convinced otherwise.
History: One day, a scientist wondered what would happen if they mixed several animals with one human. Dylan was the eventual outcome. They tried several times to do this, but each experiment died. They found that, the younger the experiment was, the longer they lived. Finally, the doctors took one big stepped step further past the line and went in vitro.
Dylan wasn't born from a mother, but grown inside an artificial womb. If was a big step in modern day science. However, from the time he was a baby, it was clear he wasn't quite right. As a toddler, he seemed mostly normal, other than the occasional seizure. But his mental development was slow. Over the years, it just got worse. It came to a point that, if not medicated constantly, he couldn't survive. He's been kept so doped up, that he doesn't even know where he is anymore. Dylan is kept alive mostly so that the scientists can observe and continue testing on him. He's the only multi-splice experiment to survive, even since they began using the artificial womb. Although considered a failure, he's the best success they've got.
Name: Dylan Moore
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Animal: Feline, ram, reptile
Personality: It's hard to tell what Dylan is actually like. Being kept in a constant, drugged up state, he seems like a pretty laid back guy. He's easy going, unconcerned, happy all the time, and easily amused. Frankly, he doesn't seem too bright, either.
Appearance: Dylan is tall and lanky, standing at 6'3". He has olive tones skin with scales on the backs of his arms, fine orange fur on his legs, goat ears poking out of either side of his head, brown eyes, curved ram horns, an orange feline tail, sharp teeth, and claws. He, like Orren, can't shift between forms.
(Here's his general appearance. You'll have to add in all the animal parts in your head.)
Other: Dylan is prone to seizures, which he is medicated for. He has chronic muscle weakness, also medicated for it. He has a very limited diet due to his crappy digestive system. His metabolism is so fast that it could starve him to death in a matter of hours, which he is also medicated for. He suffers from brain damage, causing him to hallucinate, twitch, confuse easily, short-term memory loss, and, if not kept properly sedated, have violent episodes.
He's decided that Orren is his best friend, and can't be convinced otherwise.
History: One day, a scientist wondered what would happen if they mixed several animals with one human. Dylan was the eventual outcome. They tried several times to do this, but each experiment died. They found that, the younger the experiment was, the longer they lived. Finally, the doctors took one big stepped step further past the line and went in vitro.
Dylan wasn't born from a mother, but grown inside an artificial womb. If was a big step in modern day science. However, from the time he was a baby, it was clear he wasn't quite right. As a toddler, he seemed mostly normal, other than the occasional seizure. But his mental development was slow. Over the years, it just got worse. It came to a point that, if not medicated constantly, he couldn't survive. He's been kept so doped up, that he doesn't even know where he is anymore. Dylan is kept alive mostly so that the scientists can observe and continue testing on him. He's the only multi-splice experiment to survive, even since they began using the artificial womb. Although considered a failure, he's the best success they've got.
Name: Orren Lafrie
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Animal: Harpy Eagle
Personality: Orren is nitpicky, easily angered, loud mouthed, has the patience of a wet feline, and loves using a wide array of color, offensive language. He's a little spitfire of a man. Orren doesn't like being bossed around, and in fact, prefers being the boss. He likes things done a certain way, and gets aggravated when they aren't. He holds little faith in the competency of others, living by the phrase "If you want something done right, do it yourself". However, although he may seem unapproachable and brash, he's mostly all bark and no bite. Orren likes to pretend he's tough so that other people won't mess with him. Sometimes it works, but most of the time it gets him in more trouble. He's very self conscious; he'll verbally rebuke anything anyone says about him, but when it's said and done, it really gets to him. He doesn't like his height, he doesn't like his personality, he doesn't like the way he automatically pushes people away and assumes the worse of everyone. He doesn't like himself.
Other: Orren never gained the ability to shift between forms. What you see is what you get. Project A.
Appearance: Orren is a lean and short man, standing at a whole 5'5". He only weighs 110 pounds, his bones light and hollow to allow for flight. This also makes him fairly fragile. He did, fortunately, gain the ability to heal from bone injuries quickly. Orren's hair is dark grey and feathery. His eyes are a light, steel grey. His skin is pale, his arms and legs covered with light little feathers rather than body hair. Each finger and toe sports a small but sharp talon, akin to those of the animal he was spliced with. On his back he carries two large, feathered wings. The outside feathers are dark grey, while the underside plumage and down is white with grey speckles.
History: Orren was raised by a mother who had him at the grand age of 16. She didn't really want to keep him, but did on account of her friends giving her flack about abortion and giving him up for adoption. Orren was often set aside in favor of parties and late nights out on the town. He was either left in the hands of the girl's parents or her boyfriend at the time. Orren never really knew his father.
When he reached 17, he got fed up with his bird brained mother and moved out. Unable to afford college and barely getting by on his own, Orren's life was an uphill battle. He lived in the crappiest, cheapest apartments the city had to offer, had few friends who could get past his sharp personality, and spent most of his time working. He had two jobs: one at a coffee shop (customer service was NOT his strong point), and one as a cashier at a Walmart. He hated them both with a passion.
The night he was taken, Orren was on his way home from his Walmart job, about to change, take a shower, guzzle a Red Bull, and go off to his coffee shop job. A large, nondescript van pulled over and he was hauled inside. This happened a couple months ago, and he's been unhappily living at the facility since.
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Animal: Harpy Eagle
Personality: Orren is nitpicky, easily angered, loud mouthed, has the patience of a wet feline, and loves using a wide array of color, offensive language. He's a little spitfire of a man. Orren doesn't like being bossed around, and in fact, prefers being the boss. He likes things done a certain way, and gets aggravated when they aren't. He holds little faith in the competency of others, living by the phrase "If you want something done right, do it yourself". However, although he may seem unapproachable and brash, he's mostly all bark and no bite. Orren likes to pretend he's tough so that other people won't mess with him. Sometimes it works, but most of the time it gets him in more trouble. He's very self conscious; he'll verbally rebuke anything anyone says about him, but when it's said and done, it really gets to him. He doesn't like his height, he doesn't like his personality, he doesn't like the way he automatically pushes people away and assumes the worse of everyone. He doesn't like himself.
Other: Orren never gained the ability to shift between forms. What you see is what you get. Project A.
Appearance: Orren is a lean and short man, standing at a whole 5'5". He only weighs 110 pounds, his bones light and hollow to allow for flight. This also makes him fairly fragile. He did, fortunately, gain the ability to heal from bone injuries quickly. Orren's hair is dark grey and feathery. His eyes are a light, steel grey. His skin is pale, his arms and legs covered with light little feathers rather than body hair. Each finger and toe sports a small but sharp talon, akin to those of the animal he was spliced with. On his back he carries two large, feathered wings. The outside feathers are dark grey, while the underside plumage and down is white with grey speckles.
History: Orren was raised by a mother who had him at the grand age of 16. She didn't really want to keep him, but did on account of her friends giving her flack about abortion and giving him up for adoption. Orren was often set aside in favor of parties and late nights out on the town. He was either left in the hands of the girl's parents or her boyfriend at the time. Orren never really knew his father.
When he reached 17, he got fed up with his bird brained mother and moved out. Unable to afford college and barely getting by on his own, Orren's life was an uphill battle. He lived in the crappiest, cheapest apartments the city had to offer, had few friends who could get past his sharp personality, and spent most of his time working. He had two jobs: one at a coffee shop (customer service was NOT his strong point), and one as a cashier at a Walmart. He hated them both with a passion.
The night he was taken, Orren was on his way home from his Walmart job, about to change, take a shower, guzzle a Red Bull, and go off to his coffee shop job. A large, nondescript van pulled over and he was hauled inside. This happened a couple months ago, and he's been unhappily living at the facility since.
Did you read my post?...
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Zinzie slowly stood to follow them. He held onto the table as he pulled himself up, his leg wobbling underneath him. He felt as though his body weighed a thousand pounds. The strength it took to pick his legs up and move was immense. Still, he was having a bit of a stubborn streak; he had to show them that he would be just fine. He took another step, still holding onto the table. Zinzie clung to it until it ran out, and he was forced to grab something else.
He went for Kayetan's shoulder. A bony hand held onto the thick coat the man was wearing. He wandered just how far this bathhouse was. Perhaps he would rather just stay dirty.
He went for Kayetan's shoulder. A bony hand held onto the thick coat the man was wearing. He wandered just how far this bathhouse was. Perhaps he would rather just stay dirty.
I'll just wait until someone is free.
A paladin could find him.
They wouldn't know if he was a mage. Would make it more interesting when they find out.
They wouldn't know if he was a mage. Would make it more interesting when they find out.
On a side note, would anyone be interested in finding Zinzie for me?
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