Asexual
Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Nov 24, 2018 23:12:47 GMT -5
It is in the nature of humans to experiment. To push the boundaries of life and death. To explore every inch of their world, find out all it's secrets and bring them to light. Some though... Some take it too far..
I am experiment #A1-7193025, Designation: Frost. For the first thirty-eight years of my life I was raised behind bars in a secure facility on an island in the middle of a vast ocean. Through my barred window I could see nothing but forest for miles around. The island is massive from what the scientists say. Cliffs to the north, a lake to the east, grasslands to the west, rocky desert to the south and the facility in the very middle. All man-made, of course.
Every day of my life has been the same since I could remember. Breakfast, then tests. Then lunch, followed by more testing. And finally dinner and even more testing. Night is the only time I'm left alone, barring the cameras that watch my every move. It's a dull life most of the time, but I have my pack with me. A large group of of every type who go through the tests with me at times. I was the first, so I lead them, however little leading there is to do. It's not easy keeping my temper in check with the scientists, sometimes. I don't like them hurting my family, but it's part of life - so I accept it.
Lately, things have been changing. I dislike it. Change meant they had thought up some terrible new test to put us through, or were taking another one of us away. At least it is now night and I am alone with the sounds of my pack. The doors open and I jump to my feet, claws clacking loudly against the steel floor. It is simply nature for my tail to twist just slightly to balance my body as my slitted eyes narrow at the group of scientists making their way towards me. He is with them, the human Alpha who rules over the rest. He is a cruel Alpha, not fit for the position, but the humans do not challenge him and take the position like they should.
The human-Alpha smirks at me as he bends towards the bars of my cage, and I snarl back in return, showing my terrifying teeth as my feathers bristle down my back. But the human just laughs. "Don't worry," He coos at me, voice fake and sickly-sweet, "It's the time we've all been waiting for, little Frost. Time to make Papa proud." He laughs again and I lunge at the bars, unable to stop myself. "Take them out to the meadow," He orders, turning his back to me in a way that makes my insides twist and snarl in insult. A dart thuds into my thigh and blackness falls over me swiftly as I hear my pack-mates succumb to the same thing.
~Overview~
You are a dinosaur... Of a sort. Scientists have once again been experimenting with combining the DNA of different dinosaurs, but now there's a twist. The addition of human DNA has been one of their greatest successes. And greatest failures. You are one of the lucky ones, who have been able to reconcile your two natures and keep your sanity. You fall into line behind the very first, a white Raptor known as Frost. Others were not so lucky and have been driven mad by their warring minds. They now roam the island outside of the facility, tearing into anything they come across, including each other.
Now comes the ultimate test. If the pack is to survive, they must find food, shelter and survive the insane beasts that threaten them. To do this they must be united and keep their sanity close to them, or they may find themselves becoming that which may kill them all.
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Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Nov 24, 2018 23:13:05 GMT -5
~Rules~
- Content: Please follow all Forum and Proboards rules regarding the content of your posts. In this particular Roleplay, this does mean to watch the extent of the violence and blood in your posts. As this Roleplay specifically contains fighting as a part of it, some gore is to be expected, just don't take it too far. Also be warned that Characters may die in this Roleplay. None will be killed off without the owner's permission and you may contact me if you no longer want to Roleplay one of your Characters and we can figure out a way to use their death productively.
No advertising is to be done in this thread outside of signatures. Any links to content against forum/Proboard rules will be reported. - Characters: Characters in this Roleplay must be a mix of at least two different dinosaurs and up to a maximum of four. Characters must be able to live for the vast majority of time on land, but may have winged or aquatic dinosaurs as part of their DNA. Characters in this Roleplay are genetically modified and so may have colouration that is abnormal, but try to keep it tasteful and don't go overboard.
No perfect Characters - Everyone has flaws, whether physical imperfections or negative personality traits, so make your Characters with them as well.
Characters in this Roleplay do not have any kind of 'Powers'. They are essentially animals with human-level intelligence.
If you are unsure about an aspect of your Character and whether it would be allowed, feel free to pm me to discuss it. I have no problem with it and would much rather discuss the potential problem first than have to be the bad guy and point it out later.
LGBT+ Characters are very much welcome. If this offends you in any way, find another Roleplay or keep it to yourself.
There is a maximum limit of Two Characters per person for now, though this may be increased in the future. Try to keep genders somewhat even. - Literacy: I would class Shelter Me as an 'Intermediate' Roleplay. What this means is that good grammar and punctuation will be expected and there is a minimum post length of three full lines of text. You will receive warnings for going under this or for using 'Text speak' and other crimes against language. Three warnings and you will be banned from the Roleplay.
As to OOC chat, please keep it within some form of parentheses and at the top of your posts. Also, try not to end up spending more time posting more OOC chat than you do actually contributing to the Roleplay. OOC chat must be kept amicable at all times. Any grievances you have with another Roleplayer may be run by me. - Activity: Activity rules for this Roleplay are absolute. If you are currently Roleplaying with someone, you must post at least once every three days at an absolute minimum. Characters not engaged with another person may go for a maximum of one week without a post, though you may feel free to quote your previous post if someone is looking for someone to engage with. One week without any posts at all will get you a warning. Three weeks without posting will be an automatic removal from the Roleplay. You may give me notice if you are going on holiday or you may be away for a while - In which case anyone you are Roleplaying with will be free to engage with another and you will not receive any of the penalties for not posting.
- Godmodding/Powerplaying: Godmodding and Powerplaying are strictly forbidden. You may not Roleplay another person's character without their permission. You may not seriously injure or kill another person's character without their permission. You may not start new plots or alter current ones without my permission.
~Pack Rules~
- The Alpha's word is law. If you disagree, you may formally challenge the Alpha for their position. There are two Betas, their word is law if the Alpha is unavailable.
- The Pack comes first. Young come second. Family comes third. We, as individuals, come last.
- The sick, the young and the nesting mothers must be fed first. Any healthy Pack Member eating when there is not enough to feed these will be severely punished.
- Killing for sport is not tolerated. We kill to feed the Pack and never take more than we need.
- The Fallen are a threat. Any found on Pack territory are to be hunted down and killed. If possible, do not engage the Fallen alone as they are fast, strong and do not give up unless killed.
- Humans are a threat, but to kill them is to bring pain to the Pack. Instead, avoid them or try and lead them away from the territory. Any Pack Member found to be working with the Humans against the Pack will be exiled.
- An Exile trespassing on Pack territory must be killed.
~Joining Form~
Name: Age: (Max 37 Years) Gender: Main Species: Other Species: Rank: Appearance: Personality: Relationships: (Romantic/Pseudo-Family Bonds) Other: (Including Orientation/Any unusual history/Origin of any Pseudo-Family Bonds)
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Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Nov 24, 2018 23:13:36 GMT -5
~Current Season: Summer~
~Densite Info~
The Pack lives in a series of caves on a Cliffside near a small lake. The entrance is just large enough for the biggest of the pack to squeeze through, but opens up into a spacious underground cavern. The separate dens are all off this central cavern.
Alpha's Den: A small cavern who's entrance is above the main cavern's exit, with a small rocky ledge leading up from the ground floor.
Central Cavern: The main part of the Pack's Den. The Betas, Primaries, Pack Members and Shadows sleep here in nests made of a circle of stones lined with large, soft, but inedible leaves. The Betas sleep towards the exit to the Cavern, with each lower rank sleeping closer to the Healer's Den.
Food Storage Caverns: Two small caverns to either side of the main cavern's exit. The one to the left holds fresh-kill for the Carnivorous dinosaurs, the one to the right holds edible roots, leaves, fruit and vegetables for the Herbivores.
Healer's Den: The Healer and their Shadow live here. It's a relatively large cavern towards the back of the main cavern, whose walls are filled with holes for storing their herbal remedies.
Nursery: A smallish Cavern to the right of the Healer's Den for Nesting Mothers and Mothers with Young under two years.
~Main Island Info~
There are five main areas to the island, all man-made diverse ecosystems that are kept up with regular maintenance.
1. The Northern Cliffs
The Northern Cliffs are where the Pack's Den is situated. It is the second-smallest of the five Territories and also contains the second-fewest amount of Fallen, as well as being incredibly difficult to navigate by humans on the ground. There isn't a lot of food to be found here, bar a few species of prehistoric lichen that, while edible are incredibly tough, and some ferns. Prey species are mainly limited to some small prehistoric birds, Falcons, Eagles, a small population of rats and, the main source of meat in this territory - Mountain goats.
Pack Den: The Pack Den lies to the southern edge of the Northern Cliffs at the base of one of the tallest cliffs. A small valley leads to the entrance which is slightly above ground level.
Watchful Valley: The valley that leads to the entrance to the Pack Den. Pack Members wait within small caves in the large cliffs surrounding Watchful Valley if there is ever any sign of an attack, ready to ambush any who would dare attempt to raid the Pack Den.
Eagle's Peak: The highest point on the entire island at the very top of the tallest cliff. It lies to the east edge of the Northern Cliffs, overlooking the Eastern Lake territory.
2. The Eastern Lake
The Eastern Lake is a large freshwater lake in the eastern part of the island. The lake itself takes up almost half of the territory and is surrounded by marshy wetland that transitions smoothly into swamp-lands. The lake is full of several dozen types of prehistoric fish, from the massive Dunkleosteus to the tiny Falcatus, all genetically altered to be able to live in the specific conditions of the Eastern Lake. This is also where the largest congregation of insects and amphibians live. The plants in this area are mainly made up of Scale Trees, Giant Horsetails and Ancient Ferns and Grasses, all of which are edible. Modern water-birds are also common here - Herons, geese, ducks, snipes and cranes being the most widely seen.
Trawling Archipelago: A spike of semi-solid land that sticks out from the Northern point of the lake. It's considered the best point for non-aquatic pack members to fish from.
Fallen Colossus: A truly gargantuan Scale Tree that lies to the south of the lake and seems to have been deliberately felled by something other than the humans. Surrounded by a rather solid area of land populated by soft, edible ferns. Was once considered as a Densite for the pack, but a strange scent seems to linger here that makes even the largest carnivores nervous.
3. The Southern Desert
The Southern Desert is the second largest territory on the island, after the grasslands. It's also, unsurprisingly, the most barren and devoid of life. There are some species of edible cacti and succulents and several small mammal species. Along with the infrequent oases, it is possible to live here, but only in dire circumstances.
The Baobab: A truly massive Baobab tree at a full 30m/98ft tall. It lies to the northern part of the territory and is usually used as a final shade stop before heading into the Dunes.
The Dunes: A series of massive longitudinal dunes that span a good third of the territory. Incredibly difficult to navigate.
4. The Western Grasslands
The Western Grasslands is the largest territory on the island, and the most abundant in terms of prey. Everything from modern rabbits, deer, horses and wild cattle to the prehistoric aurochs (ancient cow), daeodon (giant omnivorous pig), nuralagus (giant rabbit) and josephoartigasia (giant rodent). Unfortunately, because of this and the abundance of wild grasses and edible flowers, it's the most dangerous place on the island. The Fallen congregate here, fighting over food and territory. Massive prehistoric mammal predators also carve out places for themselves.
Pathway to the Sea: While most of the coast lies on top of massive cliffs, there is a place almost directly west of the Facility, through the Grasslands, where you can follow a wide path down to a secluded beach. Before the Grasslands became quite so dangerous, the Pack would rest here and enjoy the beach as they spent full days hunting in the area. However, with what lurks in the deeper waters, going swimming is not advisable.
The Old Den: When the Pack first woke up outside The Facility, they carved out a Den for themselves in a small grove of trees near the centre of the territory. They moved to a more secure location after an attack on the camp caused the deaths of three Pack Members and one of the original Betas.
5. The Central Forest
The most modern part of the island in regards to prehistoric species and the smallest. It is also the most abundant in edible plants and is full of both modern and prehistoric fruit, but is mostly populated by massive oak trees. The Central Forest is an incredibly dangerous collecting area, full of human-made traps and new Fallen who are let out to roam the island. Few animals linger in the forest - A few larger predators at the edge, but mostly modern rabbits, rats, mice, birds and squirrels.
The Facility: The only landmark in the Central Forest, it lies directly in the middle of the forest and therefore the island. The scientists live here year-round, only leaving and receiving supplies by helicopter. It's surrounded by a massive electrified dome that only opens to let supplies in and Fallen and new Pack Members out.
~Enemy Info~
The Fallen Failed experiments. The duplicity of their natures has driven them to the point of being rabid. They are extremely territorial and will attack anything that may threaten them. They seem to be drawn to the Pack, but luckily will attack each other as much as they wish to attack us. Attempts were made in the past to try and befriend the Fallen, but all failed. Their Bloodlust is impassable.
Humans Scientists trying to recapture some of us for study.
Other Threats Large Predators capable of wounding us or killing our young. These include Smilodon, Titanoboa, Deinosuchus, Cave Bears, Cave Lions and Packs of Dire Wolves. The Dunkleosteus in the lake are also a concern to smaller members of our Pack. Several Megalodons and Mosasaurs roam the waters off the coast of the island, kept in check by the scientists.
Exiles looking for revenge.
Notable current Exiles:
33 Year old Male Carnotaurus hybrid called Prince. Previous Position: Beta Crime: Attempting to Poison Frost so he could take over.
27 Year old Female Quetzalcoatlus hybrid called Feather. Previous Position: Healer Crime: Providing Poisonous Berries to Prince with full knowledge of what he was going to do with them.
Poisonous animals that will kill if they bite you or you eat them. Including Pulmonoscorpius, Laophis crotaloides, and several extinct poisonous frogs and toads.
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Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Nov 24, 2018 23:14:15 GMT -5
Ranks/Allegiances
Alpha Frost¦38 Years¦Female¦Afrovenator¦Panromantic Demisexual¦Lycaonia
Beta (Max 2, Min age 25. Strategy is your game. You help the Alpha with anything she needs and make sure her orders are carried out.)
Burtoxim¦29 Years¦Male¦Therizinosarus¦Heteroromantic Asexual¦Nightfire
Athena¦29 Years¦Female¦Stegosaurus¦Heterosexual ¦Thunderheart57
Healer (Max 1 and one in Training. Those with a knowledge of herbs and natural remedies.)
Primary (Any fighter/Hunter who is particularly skilled. Max 6.)
Pack Member (Any Fighter/Hunter over 16 Years. You are not in the elite of the pack, but you are necessary to it's survival. You do anything that needs to be done, from gathering herbs for the healers and food for the Pack to watching over the younger members of the Pack and defending your home.)
Zuri¦20 Years¦Female¦Iguanadon¦Biromantic Bisexual¦Nightfire
Shadows (Any young over the age of ten and under the age of sixteen. Will usually have a dedicated Primary or Pack Member to 'Shadow' but may be called upon by any to help with chores around the Den.)
Quill¦15 Years¦Male¦Balaur Bondoc¦Bisexual¦Lycaonia
Nesting Mothers (One who is close to laying eggs or has already done so. Very rare at the moment. Max 2.)
Young (Anyone under the age of ten. Will be under the direct care of their mother until they are two when their mother will return to normal duties. The young will then be watched by any Pack Members currently guarding the Den during the day, before returning to their mother at night.)
Relationships
Shadows and Mentors
Quill is Shadowing Zuri
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Asexual
Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Nov 24, 2018 23:15:51 GMT -5
Name: Frost
Age: 38 Years
Gender: Female
Main Species: Afrovenator
Other Species: Velociraptor, Utahraptor
Rank: Alpha
Appearance: Long-legged and sleek, Frost is the very picture of what young boys used to drool over when they thought of dinosaurs. She's a well-muscled killing machine with a deadly grace and razor-sharp fangs and claws. White from head to toe, Frost is smaller than your average Afrovenator or Utahraptor, measuring just 6'5 metres from nose to tail, but is far bigger than a regular Velociraptor. Her main sickle-shaped claws are a full 9 inches long and have a tendency to scratch menacingly at the ground when she's irritated. While her claws are very raptor-like, her lower legs are long like those of Afrovenator, making her seem taller than is strictly natural. Her head is wedge-shaped and lightly ridged with deep-set, bright amber eyes that stand out sharply from their white background. Like most theropods were thought to be, Frost is feathered, but far less than she should due to her altered DNA. She's been left with a ridge of large feathers that run from the crown of her head, where they form an impressive crest, down her spine to the tip of her tail which ends in a large, flat fan of long feathers. Frost is quite muscular and heavier than you'd expect an animal with hollow bones to be. Due to this, she doesn't make a very good hunter, but she's an excellent warrior and has kept her position as Alpha through many challenges that have left her with nasty scars - Including a set of particularly visible claws-marks over her snout and a set of teeth-gouges where her throat was nearly torn out before she managed to throw her attacker off.
Personality: Frost has a very dominant personality. She's forceful, stubborn and easily irritated, which can bring her into conflict with others at times. She has a good heart though, and cares very deeply for her family-pack. She loves every one of them and would defend them to the death. Frost can be diplomatic when a situation calls for it, but dislikes those who don't speak plainly. She hates liars and cheats, values hard work and honesty, and thinks that there is no excuse in the world for hurting a child or hatchling. She has a vague desire to one day have a clutch of her own, but is far too busy running her pack at the moment to let anyone get close enough. Frost cares little for revenge against her captors. She'd rather just never see them again. The only one she'd ever really go for is the human-Alpha, but thats more for the fact he's a rival than because she truly hates him. She just doesn't waste any energy at all caring about him.
Relationships: Open (Romantic/Pseudo-Family Bonds)
Other: The very first of the working experiments that didn't go crazy, Frost has never experienced any type of life that wasn't dictated by the scientists. As the first experiment, the tests that others eventually went through were first performed on her, some of which never made it past that stage. Frost is a Panromantic Demisexual.
Name: Quill
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Main Species: Balaur bondoc
Other Species: Dilophosaurus, Edmontosaurus
Rank: Shadow
Appearance: Unlike Frost, Quill is almost completely feathered. Only his underside is without them, covered instead in hard armour-like skin. Quill has medium-length, stocky legs and arms nearly as long, to the point where he sometimes walks around on all fours instead. His back feet are very raptor in appearance, with huge sickle-claws on his second toe. His front feet are very dexterous, able to grasp or slash with sharp claws should the situation call for it. Quill has a long, wide head that is almost beak-like at the front and with the distinctive crest that comes from his Dilophosaurus DNA sticking up out of his feathers. His small, sharp eyes are a bright, vivid green with a rounded pupil. There are no canines in his impressive muzzle, though the beak is hard enough to cut through flesh and sever bone, only molars - Which points to the fact that, despite his mostly Theropod DNA, Quill is strictly herbivorous.
Quill's feathers are mostly an attractive shade of red-brown, with a double collar of black and white around his neck. Wing-like feathers run along the backs of his front legs and the end of his tail boosts an impressive fan of feathers that helps him keep his balance when he runs. His double-crest is a vibrant shade of bright red and his armoured stomach is a dull grey-brown. Despite not eating meat himself, Quill isn't a bad hunter and doesn't mind doing so for the pack, though he prefers fishing to hunting.
Personality: Quill is pretty laid-back and happy-go-lucky. He neither shrinks back from confrontation or searches it out, preferring just to live his life as best he can. He wants to learn to provide for his Pack to the best of his ability and works hard when he's being trained. He has a vague notion of wanting a clutch if he meets a female he falls in love with, but isn't really bothered either way, though he looks forward to the day when others in the Pack lay a clutch. Quill trusts easily and is on good terms with most of the Pack.
Relationships: Open (Romantic/Pseudo-Family Bonds)
Other: Quill is bisexual.
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Post by collided on Nov 27, 2018 3:27:53 GMT -5
(Oooh, this is so cool, Lycaonia. I've been a big fan of dinosaurs since I was a small child. I'll have to think on my character types. I'm thinking maybe a female raptor type carnivore named Needle, but unsure of what to do with my second male character hmm. Out of curiosity, is the pack meant to be mostly carnivorous/omnivorous and bipedal?)
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Post by collided on Nov 27, 2018 16:35:59 GMT -5
(Neat. I might have Needle be similar in size to Frost, just less bulky. A weird mix of mainly velociraptor with a bit of spinosaurus giving her height maybe. Hmmm. I'll have to do a bit of research on dinosaurs lol. It's been awhile since I've done more than play Tyto Ecology.)
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Post by Nightfire on Nov 30, 2018 1:10:22 GMT -5
This looks awesome! I'm a massive fan of dinosaurs so I'll join)
Screename: Nightfire Name: Burtoxim (Tox) Age: 29 Gender: Male Main Species: Therizinosarus Other Species: Spinosarus Rank: Beta (If you don't mind) Appearance: Tox stands around 12 feet tall at the shoulders, and 16 feet tall at the top of his head. He is around 38 feet long. He has a long slender neck with with a face more like that of a Therizinosarus. It is a little longer than normal but his mouth is full off of sharp teeth in the front with large flat teeth in the back for grinding. His arms are massive and around feet long. He walks primarily on his knuckles due to the 3 foot long claws preventing him from walking flat handed easily. He has a short spinal frill that stretches down his spine and stops around halfway down his tail. His tail is massive and thick in size allowing him to balance when both walking bipedal and quadrupedal. His coloration is not much to look at. He is covered in ash gray/brown feathers all around. However when he feels threatened or scared, he cant raise his feathers and flash a bright orange/yellow color at enemies. He has a mask like feature on his face that makes his silver eyes stick out. His feathers around his tail, neck and limbs are a slightly darker shade of gray than the rest of him. He has a slighting whiter underbelly of feathers. He has a scar on his nose from when he was little and accidentally clawed his face when he got angry because he couldn't figure a puzzle out. Personality: Tox is very serious and tends to take his time and think things through. He likes to plan things out thoroughly before taking action. He plans and plots and thinks of every possible outcome before launching an attack. He is however also very short tempered. If he snaps he tends to go into a short rage. He will defend his pack for as long as he possibly can. He always likes to challenge his mind with puzzles. Relationships: N/A (Asexual, heteromantic) Other: Tox really doesn't roar. Instead of roaring he is able to produce a low frequency rumble in his throat similar to that of crocodiles. His rumble is loud enough though to be felt in the air. Tox is also an omnivore and can eat both meat and leaves, he does however love fish. He also enjoys swimming. Tox and Zuri where housed very close to one and other when they where in the captivity of man, so he thinks of Zuri like a younger sister.
Screename: Nightfire Name: Zuri Age: 20 Gender:Female Main Species: Iguanadon Other Species: Amargasarus and very little Pentaceratops Rank: Pack member Appearance: Zuri is a tall girl and stands about 7 feet tall at the shoulder. She has a slightly longer neck than an average iguanadon. She has a head similar to that of an Iguanadon but she has a 2 foot long frill on the back end of it and a sharp beak on the front. She has a nose spike along with two small spikes growing above her eyes. One both sides down her back she has spikes growing out of her skin and down along her back to her whip like tail. She Is a muddy green color and blends into the forest area really well. Her frill is a soft lavender like color with two blue eye spots on it. She also has a lavender stripe running down along her spine in between the spines on her back. Her bright blue eyes are circles with the same soft lavender color as her frill and back. She normally walks on all fours but can stand on her hind legs for a short amount of time. She has the classic iguanadon thumb spike. Personality: Zuri is playful and not always the brightest dino in the caves, but she is definitely one of the most loyal. She is soft hearted and kind, but is also very outgoing and energetic. She is very agile and loves to play pranks, especially on Burtoxim. She loves to run and race. She loves to sing and "make music" aka her stomping her feet to a simple beat. Can be a little touchy about the humans and doesn't like to talk about them. Relationships: N/A (Bisexual, Biromantic) Other: She loves babies and little ones and one day hopes to find a good mate. She sees Tox as an older brother. She loves to run and will challenge anyone to a race.
(Hopefully this is okay. Let me know if you need anything changed.)
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Post by Nightfire on Nov 30, 2018 12:04:26 GMT -5
Awesome! Thanks! I can't wait to start!) This is stuff right up my alley after all I am going into Paleontology! XD )
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Post by Nightfire on Nov 30, 2018 13:01:41 GMT -5
Okay, sounds good! And I'll see if I can think of any fun things to do in rp!)
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Nov 30, 2018 13:28:34 GMT -5
(Looks fun!) Name: Athena Age: 29 Gender: Female Main Species: Stegosaurus Other Species: Kentrosaurus Rank: Would beta do? If not, in the pack rank. Appearance: Athena is a large, muscular stegosaurus with long spikes on her tail and shoulder blades. She is dark green, with brown undertones to her underbelly. She also has a set of thinner spikes near the end of her tail, combining with her stegosaurus spikes to create a spiky club like appearance. Her back plates are hard and dark brown in color. She has soft, gentle looking black eyes, with flecks of brown and blue around the iris. Personality: Athena is a docile stegosaurus who rather think her way out of situations rather than fight it out. She likes to eat ferns and has a liking to eating fruit that grows on trees. Her kentrosaurus DNA allowed her to develop long spikes on her arms to help puncture attacking predators, or used to grab something she was unable to reach. Her experiments enhanced her brain capacity, allowing her to make more complex descisons, and learned to walk on two feet in addition to walking as a quadruped. Relationships: (Romantic/Pseudo-Family Bonds) She is open. Other: (Including Orientation/Any unusual history/Origin of any Pseudo-Family Bonds) Athena is heterosexual, but has no qualms about other dinosaurs expressing their preference. Read more: wcrpforums.com/thread/65291/open-shelter-dinosaur-experiment-survival#ixzz5YMYh3XJZ
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Post by Nightfire on Nov 30, 2018 14:12:57 GMT -5
Yeah new people!))
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Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Dec 1, 2018 19:20:45 GMT -5
((Thanks for joining Thunderheart57 ^^ Today was very busy for me, so I'll get your details up tomorrow and you have the second Beta position.))
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Post by Nightfire on Dec 2, 2018 17:16:34 GMT -5
(Hello! How is everyone!?)
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Post by Nightfire on Dec 2, 2018 17:26:54 GMT -5
OOoh, yeah! Minor plots!)
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Post by Nightfire on Dec 2, 2018 17:44:33 GMT -5
Sounds like a good plan.))
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Dec 2, 2018 17:45:35 GMT -5
(Cool. I’ll be finishing up final projects for my classes this week, so I’ll I’ll try to come on this week to participate.)
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Post by Nightfire on Dec 2, 2018 18:13:44 GMT -5
Same, finals are coming up and I am not excited!))
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Post by Nightfire on Dec 3, 2018 17:28:03 GMT -5
How goes it my dudes?!)
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Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Dec 3, 2018 17:41:15 GMT -5
Frost ~ At Camp ~ With (Character) {Tag}
A flash of teeth in the corner of her sight made the great beast whip her head around. A deep hiss slipped between her gleaming fangs as her lips pulled back to expose them. Deep amber eyes narrowed in fury as the clicking of claws echoed around her, circling her as if she were prey. As if she were weak! A weight slammed into her back, nearly knocking her off her feet, but when she spun whatever had hit her had already disappeared into the darkness. Then the blows started coming. On and on massive weights slammed against her, battering her until she could barely keep on her feet. Then, exhausted and furious, she looked up as a shape detached itself from the shadows. Huge canines glimmered as the beast grinned at her. "Hello, Darling," It purred, before lunging forward at her throat.
Sides heaving, Frost shot awake in her nest, amber eyes rolling as she frantically searched for the enemy. She lurched to her feet, shaking herself vigorously to rid herself of the last remnants of her nightmare. With a final, deep sigh, she headed out of her Den and looked down at her Packmates. The sight of her beloved Pack sleeping soundly, unafraid and content, settled her heart. Calm once more, she headed down the ridge that led to her Den and out the front entrance of the cavern. She emerged into the Valley, breathing in the fresh night air. There she stayed, gazing at the sky, until the first rays of dawn lit the world.
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Post by Nightfire on Dec 4, 2018 0:31:47 GMT -5
A rustle of leaves and ferns sounded behind her. "You know it is not safe for you to be out alone. I trust in your strength, but I do not trust in this island. Not until we find a way to truly be in peace." The calming voice of her Beta said. "Something troubled you, what is it?" He asked calmly as he came to stand by her. He walked out onto his knuckles so that he was at a more level height with her. He hated to talk down at her so instead he stood at height with her. Tox stood next to her lowering his haunches so that he sat down. "I am your beta, and your friend, I wish you would put more upon me so you may rest once in a while." He stated as he sat in silence waiting to hear her response.
(Yeah, finally get to start.)
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Dec 4, 2018 8:02:26 GMT -5
Athena let out a low rumble in her sleep. The stegosaurus remembered her first taste of the untamed wild outside the laboratory. She was picking out some fruit to eat on a tall tree. As she was climbing down, a deinonychus leaped ontop of her spiky ridge, attempting to bite her. Athena used her tail to smack the tiny predator until it couldn’t take more punishment. Athena turned around to see a pack of the feathered raptors, foaming at the mouth in hunger. Athena, realizing that she was part kentrosaurus, charged into the pack with her shoulder spikes out in front of her. The deinonychus shrieked in fear, and started to bolt to avoid getting impaled on this freaky-looking herbivore. Once they were gone, Athena continued grabbing fruit to take back to Frost and Tox.
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Asexual
Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Dec 4, 2018 20:44:13 GMT -5
Frost ~ At Camp ~ With Burtoxim {Nightfire}
Frost relaxed her crest from where it had shot up at Burtoxim's first words. She had been distracted by the early morning sun and hadn't heard the male's approach. She shot him an amused look at his worry, turning back to look over the small valley that led to their Den. "You worry too much, Tox," She rumbled back, large sickle-claws scratching idly in the dirt as thoughts tumbled through her mind, "We are safe here, for now." She turned to look at the larger hybrid, taking in his larger form as she remembered the Beta that came before him. Tox was a much better choice than Prince ever was. "I did not sleep well last night," She admitted, the darkness of her nightmare making her shiver and turn her eyes towards the light once more to help chase the feeling away, "But it was just old memories, nothing to worry about."
"We'll need to send out hunting parties today," She remarked a few moments later, sighing deeply as she shook out the feather that ran down her spine and let her muscles relax from the stiff position they had been locking into for most of the night, "Our meat stores are running low." It was difficult to keep an entire pack fed, especially when different hybrids had different needs when it came to food. They were lucky that the herbs their healers had worked on all of them.
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