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Kyu, the snow leopard, experiment number: SL0968K.


Icy blue eyes, doesn't mean I'm friendly...it means I'm cold and dangerous... Come closer child... and let me taste your blood, then send you to where the other children play... Don't be afraid, I'm only going to see you free
It almost seemed to easy to lose the hunter that fast, but she wasn't complaining. This made life much more easier for her and much more easier to get a nice meal. Climbing down from the roofs and back into another alleyway, she waited for someone stupid enough to enter her territory keeping a sharp ear out as well for the hunters in-case they were planning something such as an ambush to capture the chimera. (( bad post is bad. >.< sadly, I might be calling it a night soon. ))
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Kyu, the snow leopard, experiment number: SL0968K.


Icy blue eyes, doesn't mean I'm friendly...it means I'm cold and dangerous...




Screams filled the air in the western area of the city as more victims fell prey to the snow leopard's tricks. Her trademark grin clearly showing though her bloody muzzle. " Thank you thank you this has been lunch with the wild life, tune in tomorrow at the same time, when we have a special lunch! " She laughed as she ran off after having a more fitting meal than her little snack from before. And what's better... no hunters where there to stop her, already having a total of 7 people killed.

" Some people say, 7 and 13 are unlucky numbers, but I do believe they are lucky to me!" back on the rooftops she yelled out, " Run run as fast as you can, you will never stop me, I'll always be on step ahead of you, hunters!" A mad laugh as she took off once more heading off into the shadows and a nice place to rest.
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~*Crystan Ann Clovers*~
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Dr. Clovers was looking up at the dingy ceiling, very aware that the expements that were around her were doing the same. She kept staring at the cracks wondering if they held some insight on the world. She wondered what the sky looked like, and what the grass felt like. Of course, she would never return to the surface world. No, her life was here. Creating life.....

"My darling patents," Crystans singsong and alluring voice could be heard allthroughout the catacombs. "Be thinkful for your lives i have given you. Be thankful for the purpose you now have! Give thanks and praise to me. Your new God." With a smart chuckle, Crystan begain clacking away. Her heels hitting the concrete in an innocent manner. As if she was nothing more than some woman wearing high fashon.

Dr. Clovers would contune down her path of self righteousness all day, for she was in such a godly mood. Perhaps it was time to tamper with her pets.....To see how they were adjusting.
Crystan picked a random cell and peered into it. On the wall next to the door was a clipboard that explained how this particular patent hated being looked at, but Crystan did so anyhow. She loved pushing her boundries.....being met with a snarl or a snap was normal. The mad scientist wasnt afraid of anything anymore.

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Kyu, the snow leopard, experiment number: SL0968K.


Icy blue eyes, doesn't mean I'm friendly...it means I'm cold and dangerous...




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@ Holy Ghost: If you want, I can bring out another rpc I made last night to keep ya company till others start showing up. 3nodding ))
((Alright! ^_^ sounds like fun.))
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Axel, the Jackal. Crazy, psycho, and above all.. Random!


In his cell, he sat all hunched up and slowly rocking back and fourth as his long canine ears twitched softly. " momma... momma... I'm a good boy. See momma? Axel never meant to hurt anyone." Whispering under his breath, slowly his voice rose higher and higher until his random words and actions began to come into play. " Hail the salad that has taken the name of that old Greek guy! How did someone make up a salad with his name?....Why can't I have a salad named after me?"


" Behold! The Axel salad!!!....no that sounds to ridiculous..."
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"I may be different from how I once was..."

Laurent blinks open his eyes at the sound of a female voice, noting the tone and recognizing it. "Why does it have to be that the first thing I hear when I wake up is a scientist up on her high horse?" He mutters to himself as he sits up, scratching one of his ears and yawning. "I have no God here..."

After a moment he stands up and stretches, stretching his wings as well before folding them neatly on his back. He still wasn't fully used to them, but he was getting there. With a glance around his cell at the ones around his, he notices all the other experiments; one in particular catching his eye. She looks kinda cute. He thinks as he watches her for a moment, remembering her name was Roxy. Right..the one that was a doctor then turned into one of us. He sighs slightly and glances around again, wondering if he could get any food, his stomach was growling in hunger.

He notices the scientist woman that had woken him up a few cells away, checking up on an experiment. Oh great... He turns his back on her, walking towards the back of his cell to wait, hoping he could get some food and not have to talk to her; he didn't care for her god complex.

"...But that just means new ways to protect and fight."
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Roxanne sat on one of the few chairs she had been given in her time here in this cell. Her thoughts all that were around to occupy her. She really didn’t pay too much attention to the other experiments as most of them had gone insane or were just not there enough. Wallowing in their own self pity to do anything about their particular situation. Stretching her wings as best she could to keep them from getting cramped she tilted her head to the side and cracked her neck.

Opening her eyes as she heard a familiar clacking coming down to their level she lifted her head and looked out of her cell. A loud voice cried down the hallway calling them all her darling patients. Telling them all that she was now their god. Shaking her head Roxanne stayed still but didn’t take her eyes from the figure. It was Dr. Clovers. She had always been around and Roxanne had heard of her even when she herself was a Doctor. Yet this particular one she had never met until she had become what she is today. She had to admit the woman on an intellectual basis was brilliant. However, on a personal level Roxanne would rather do without her.

A thought struck Roxanne. Dr. Clovers rarely came down without a purpose so why was she here? This thought brought Roxanne to her feet and had her walking towards the front of her cage to pay more attention to what was going on. Dr. Clovers seemed to be making it a point to look into the cells. What was she searching for? Noticing a few of the other experiments taking note of the Dr. too Roxanne figured she would speak up. They didn’t seem to want to bother with the Dr. and if she could keep the lady from them then she would. ”Evening Dr. Clover! What brings you down to see us this fine night? Come to make sure your children are well? A Mother Goddess always takes care of her children.” Roxanne chuckled mentally and leaned against the bars, her arms threaded through and hands clasped on the other side of them.


"It's a little thing I like to call.... Honor."
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She wasnt met with a snarl. Not a snap, nor even spittle aimed for her face. Today as Crystan peered into Axel's cell he was ranting about salad. She took down his clipboard and noted the time, and his behavior. "Axel hunny!" The mad scientist tapped the celldoor with the metal clipboard and smiled in a sadistic yet almost sweet manner. "Would you like some breakfast? Im sure you're hungry." With that same happy smile, Crystan turned on her heels and tapped her bluetooth. A few muttered words later, a skittish little intern met her. One who was practally shaking in his boots. "Good. You're here." All her happiness was drained from her voice and was replaced with the all to firmillar malace within a matter of seconds which only made the small thing shake even more. "Go fetch the breakfast meal for this experement and feed him. I want him to be good and ready by the time i come back. You hear me?" With a nod, the little intern ran off, and left the scientist with her subjects. Turning back to Axels cage, Crystan hung up the clipboard and spoke to him. "Dr. Cryssy will be back in a little while. She has to go deal with a winged creature first. Be a good boy for your new mommy Axel. She loves you very much." Crystan grinned in a sadistic manner that had reflected her voice. She loved this power. This control......

With that, Crystan moved on to laurent. He had just undergone a gene splicing treatment that had left him with wings which were in terrible need of being clipped. The scientist clacked her way over to his cage and flipped on the light switch so she could better see him. "Laurent. Good your awake. We have an appointment." Her happy and wicked attitude was once again replaced by the godly one. She held herself high, knowing she created this beast. She created his life. She gave him a purpose. Meaning. Yes life was sweet. "Today you will be groomed and tested on the strength of your wings. After our appointment, you can have your breakfast and get some recreitional time if you behaved." Waiting for him to get up, Crystan pulled down the clipboard and began to study it seeing if there were any new changes. But the scientsts were all idoits. They didnt know about her creations. They didnt know how to respond and care for them, so she was merely looking at the clipboard and giving laurent time to compose himself and surrender his hands to her for the shackles. Crystan was lost in her own world, so it wasnt until a guard nudged her that she realized she had been adressed. "Hm?" Crystan nodded to the guard who had the shackles in his hands. He would get her patent ready.
Turning away from him, Crystan smiled when she noticed Roxy adressing her. Her favorite patent! "Roxy! Well hello there! Is it evening? i hadnt realized the sun had even set!" With a small chuckle, Crystan clacked her way over to Roxy happily. "Im here to test out my newest changes with Laurent actually. But im glad to see your active. Perhaps i could use your assistance? you see im trying to solve the issue of flight. Perhaps i could use your skills." Crystan had a tendancy to treat Roxy with a bit more respect giving her history. The other scientists around this place werent even up to Roxys standards. what was just pathetic.
Pulling her charts from the wall Crystan frowned. Roxy was already taken out that day. Usually, the subjcets were taken out just that one time, and anymore resulted in paperwork. Still, Crystan kept the clipboard with her and looked it over. Crystan stood in the middle of the hallway now, waiting for her subjects to get all shackled up and ready for transport.

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Vincent Onna

Vincent sat in a corner of his cell, holding a heater up to his face. Ice had been forming on the walls, the door was covered in frost, and a snoman he named Steve was sitting in the corner. Still, his little heater was providing a small amout of warmth for him. That was enough for now. He had finished shedding his tears for the day, and was now humming to himself, waiting for someone to let him out of the cell or at least visit. When that happened, he would request another heater. Maybe a bigger one. Not that he wanted to bother the masters too much with his problems. He was sure they would cure him sooner or later. The thought made him smile. "What wonderful masters. I know they're doing all they can to fix me. I just need to be patient!" The tune he hummed to himself became slightly more pleasant.
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Laurent turns back towards Crystan as she addresses him. Course he was awake..her talking so loud about being on her high horse kinda made it hard to sleep with his sensitive ears. He listens to her quietly, one ear twitching and tail swaying ever so slightly while he stands with his arms crossed. Right..that was today wasn't it? He thinks with a slight sigh. Well maybe it'll be good for me, get my wings all stretched out and whatnot.

He silently walks over to the front of his cell, a little wisp of fire flaring up on his right shoulder for merely half a second before it's gone again. He did have most of the control over fire, he'd been working on that for a while; but every once in a while something really tiny like that would happen on it's own..totally manageable though.

He holds his hands out for the guard, "Well, guess I can't say no to either of those things." He mutters, thinking about how he could probably use a grooming. He glances over at Crystan and Roxy as they talk, curious about what would be happening if Roxy did join her to help him, seeing as she also had wings and probably knew how to use them like an expert.

"...But that just means new ways to protect and fight."
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Roxanne smiled faintly as Dr. Clovers came over to her cell and left the others alone for the time being. Watching her carefully she could tell that the woman at least respected her knowledge. If only she hadn’t had a hand in doing these things to Roxanne they may have at least been on friendly terms. Listening to what Dr. Clover was saying about her helping Laurent with his flying Roxanne looked at the boy. She could tell he wasn’t caring for his wings as he should. They were cramping more then likely. Turning her attention back to Dr. Clover she saw the woman looking over her clip board and seeming concerned about something. ”They took me up today to test hand to hand combat skills while my wings were restrained. The straps they use are ineffective and the idiots don’t know how to fight properly. You should look into feeding them to the dogs, and I don’t mean us.” She shrugged and looked at the guard point blank. ”And yes, I mean you Fluffy.” The man wasn’t horribly overweight but he did have a few pounds he didn’t need. Especially since he was looking after genetically enhanced or spliced creatures.

Looking back to Dr. Clovers she tilted her head. ”I do have a suggestion. For flight it is easier when you have actual wind currents or heat to help lift you. Think of us as birds. Whether it be taking him outside or getting a large indoor fan to help bolster his wings until the muscle volume fills out and he can lift himself.” She spread her hands open with the palms up in a gesture that it was just a suggestion for the boy to learn. She remembered that when she had first started learning she had to get running starts before her wings became powerful enough to lift her on their own.

"It's a little thing I like to call.... Honor."
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Crystan smiled happily at Roxy. "Thank you miss Roxy. Fluffy will escort you to my labs when the time is right. I think that Laurent would benefit from your experence and skills." The crazed scientist was itching to get things moving. Seeing that Laurent had surrendered his hands, Crystan crossed the hallway and opened the cage door. She watched as the guard finished his shackling and made sure the fire extingusher was nearby.

Crystan made a follow me motion with her hand and began clacking down the hallway and to her labs where she was much more at home. It was rare to see the scientist with the older experements such as Laurent, but the place was lacking in new subjects, So Crystan had to take out her intelect on someone.

As they walked quietly towards her labs, Crystan was aware of the fact that she still had Roxys clipboard. With an abrupt stop, Dr. clovers looked to the guard and handed him the metallic board. "Go put this back. Now." It was obvious that the burly man didnt want to leave the creature unattended, but Crystans voice was much scarier than a vengeful beast. "Come now Laurent. To the groomers." With a chuckle, Crystan took the chain and started towards the door at the end of the hall. "Tell me, what have you done today? Any progress with the new wings? Have you set anything on fire recently?" Crystan was aware of the bare chain in her hands. Any fire weilder could heat up the chain and make it hard to hold if the person didnt have gloves on just the Crystan didnt. However, Crystan knew the beast coudnt get far. He now had a chip installed that would give him a hell of a shock......They wouldnt have the prototype disaster happen again.

Arriving at her labdoor, Crystan used an eletrical chip embedded in her hand, and gain acess immeadtly. Leading laurent through the door, Crystan closed it behind him. The lab she brought him into today looked like the inside of a pet groomers. A large tub, equipped with several hoses and an array of conditioners next to it. Also inside the room was a large steel table with what looked to be a cross like extension jutting from it. steel wires and cables were everywhere designed to hold the subject down if need be. Normally this was the job of the Doctors, but today it was Crystans duty. What a pain. Crystan stood next to Laurent still awating an answer to her last question.


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Dr. Leonard Menes


Leonard sat at his desk in his office, going over pychological profiles of the subjects. He let out a yawn and looked at the clock. "Still a little time before the next scheduled session with the patients..." He frowned and laid his head down on the desk. "Individual sessions won't help forever. They should socialize to keep sane. Maybe I could deal with a group at once if there's no physical damage with any of them at the time... Yeah... that might work."
He sighed and leaned back, feeling slightly bored with his paperwork done. "Not much to do now. I'll just have to wait until one my assistance is requested." He pulled a sketchbook out of his desk and started making sketches of the various experiments and scientists. Luckily, he had a lot of time to improve his artistic skill with this job. Plus, with the unusual physical appearances of most subjects in the facility, he had a good variety to draw.
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Axel, The Jackal.


Perking his head up, hearing a female's voice, " Oh! it's the happy lady in the white coat!" he grinned slightly, as if he were happy she was there. " Did you know that gravity works? I tried to fly, but gravity said no." He chuckled a little of course in his mind he flew but in reality, it was not so easy. " Oh! Happy lady in the white coat, why was there a salad named after a Greek guy? Why can't I have my own salad?" From a rant on salad names, to whatever floated his boat in his mind, he would speak up. " Bob Price check on the bed, price check please!"

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