♥ 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒚 ★ 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾

Caiman

★ 27 ♥ Nonbinary ✘ Bisexual ♡ Jungle Kings ★

Physical Description (coloring, build, features, attire, weapons, etc)
The most average features of Caiman are their dark brown eyes with slit pupils and their shoulder length dusty brown hair. Their skin is a muddy, brownish green and they generally wear basic clothes in shades to match, their very obviously designed for combat boots the only item of clothing that indicates their lifestyle. Because most of their fighting is done in hand-to-hand combat, a sturdy leather chestplate layered over their underclothes but under their shirt is a necessity. Severe radiation burns cover the entirety of the left side of their neck and shoulder, the left side of their ribcage, right thigh and calf, and both of their forearms and palms, and they usually don a brown leather jacket with the collar popped to cover most of these. These burns have healed in an unusual scale pattern, though they are all still a rather angry red due to having never had the opportunity to fully heal. The burn on their right thigh has somewhat stiffened their leg, causing a slight limp on that side. They have crocodile-esque teeth with a slight overbite which results in their upper teeth peeking out even when their mouth is closed. The biggest giveaway that these teeth didn’t form naturally is the fact that they’re made out of a noxious metallic element only found in areas of highly concentrated waste, giving them properties that Caiman is immune to but have permanently stained the inside of their mouth blue. Double rows of short, triangular spines of cartilage run down the outside of their wrists and biceps and over their elbows, curving around their shoulder blades and meeting at their spine at the base of their neck, thin white scars run along the base of these rows from where their skin was opened for the spines to be inserted. These spines serve no purpose other than aesthetics, and are simply a result of the implant testing done on them in the past. Caiman’s tears have a higher protein and electrolyte content than normal, so their eyes are well protected against toxic fumes and dust and they can go up to 5 hours without blinking, if in a relatively controlled environment. However the thick consistency means that the overproduction of these tears when their eyes are watering or they are crying results in highly blurred vision and a total loss of depth perception until the overproduction stops and the tears are wiped away. They are well built, standing at 6’4 with broad shoulders and defined muscle so is best suited to attacks of brute strength, so their main weapon is a pair of spiked brass knuckles made of the same toxic element as their teeth, which have left blue rings around each of their fingers due to consistent wear. Their secondary weapon is a simple revolver style pistol, the bullets of which change substance and effect randomly as Caiman runs out of ammo and has to buy more - they’re not picky. Though their size and strength does not sacrifice their stealth due to their reptilian way of moving, it does result in a loss of speed and any climbing ability, made worse by their limp. 

Personality / History
Caiman only trusts easily because they have the unwavering belief that they would see betrayal coming from a mile away, which is usually true. They are a sly, silent planner and aren’t inclined to share their thoughts unless asked. They hold themself with an air of dignity, which usually comes across as arrogance and intimidation as they physically look down on most people. For them, that is preferable to anyone thinking they may be weak, and they are not opposed to using intimidation to get their way. Surprisingly they are able to form close bonds with others fairly easily, and despite the somewhat dog-eat-dog world they live in they are usually more focused on the wellbeing of their fellow gang members, rather than their own.
Having grown up dirt poor in the Lunar Slums with a somewhat pacifist father and no mother, their father had to resort to allowing far more upper class intellectuals, usually students and professors from Zula, to study and experiment on both him and his child. Caiman had their teeth removed and replaced with their metallic counterparts, their body pumped with toxins to build their immunity, and their lacrimal glands operated on to see if the researchers could create “crocodile tears”. Due to the researchers interest in superficial surgeries used to cover up old wounds using man-made cartilage and bone implants, Caiman had the spines on their arms and back inserted and chemically bonded to the muscle and skin to test the longevity and success rate of such procedures on a larger scale. Their radiation burns were simply a result of their life in the slums, but the permanent state between healed and opened is a result of the researchers reducing Caiman’s vitamin intake by an unhealthy amount to cause symptoms of scurvy, both to see if their gums would still hold their false teeth and to study its effects on burn wounds specifically. The scale-like pattern of them is from a natural mutation affecting their collagen production.
They blame their father for the suffering they were put through by the researchers, but even as a child understood it was getting them the tiniest amount of money that they needed to survive, so they never expressed any anger at it while their father was alive. Now that he is deceased, they will openly express their bitterness to anyone that will listen, and as a revenge they entered a life that their father never would’ve wanted them to lead.

Kyper

★ 23 ♥ Male ✘ Homosexual ♡ Tin Soldiers ★

Physical Description (coloring, build, features, attire, weapons, etc)
Kyper has slightly translucent, pale grey skin and iridescent eyes, with pure white hair and eyebrows that somehow have not become stained from his years living in the Lunar Wastes. The lack of pigment in his eyes has resulted in increased photosensitivity that means direct sunlight can blind him, and even bright moonlight causes him to squint. Artificial lighting is even worse, so he keeps a pair of rounded goggles secured firmly to his head at all times, and keeps them around his neck when not in use so as to not lose them. However this sensitivity does give him an advantage in dim and dark spaces, and he can see longer distances than most. Kyper likes to wear dark clothing so it can absorb as much light as possible and make his environment easier on his eyes. He stands just under 6 foot when drawn to his full height, but his constant slight hunch makes him almost permanently shorter.
His right arm has been replaced with a highly advanced bionic limb that cannot feel pain and is incredibly strong, however if he hits something or someone that is too solid for his arm to handle or results in too much force for his shoulder to handle it will send a painful shockwave through his body. At worst he can shatter his collarbone and some ribs, which he had to learn the hard way. Dimly glowing purple wires from inside the arm have intertwined with almost any internal piece of him they can get ahold of over the right side of his face, neck, chest and back. They have also started progressing further, across his stomach to his left hip and down his right thigh. This includes wrapping around veins and arteries, meaning that if the base of it were to be ripped off only divine intervention could save him from bleeding out. In the way of weaponry, Kyper wears a simple leather harness stocked with enough blades to start a shop, and on most days carries a silvery rifle slung over his shoulder.

 

Personality / History
Kyper isn’t a fan of chatterboxes. Not out of disliking people that talk too much, just the fact he hates being stuck in a conversation that he never wanted to be a part of and feeling obligated to wait for a gap in the conversation to make a run for it, when the gap never comes. He’ll talk plenty once you get him going, and often will go off on a tangent in the middle of an unrelated sentence, but once he finishes he seems to run out of talking energy for the rest of the day and will be relatively quiet unless someone sets him off. Though his polite nature may make it seem like he hasn’t a malicious bone in his body, Kyper is easy to anger and incredibly impatient, and tends to be snappy with strangers. Once he knows someone well enough to gauge their habits and sense of humor he’s less likely to be outwardly rude to them, but the impatience and dislike for incompetence never fade.
Kyper is unsure if he was born or made, but either way he has never had a naturally formed right arm larger than a stump. His false limb progressed from crude twine, stick and bone creations crafted by who he assumes were his foster parents - though they never gave more than a vague answer as to where he came from - to some of the highest quality bionics the black market could provide. As the quality of the arm progressed, the metal eventually melded with his flesh and bone and blurred the lines of where his body ends and the arm begins. Because he cannot feel pain in his bionic arm it often resulted in him pushing himself too far in combat and resulting in his body taking the damage instead, so to prevent this he started trading his more combat suited components for those suited better for dexterity. His right arm is now even more suited to delicate tasks than his left, but this also means he well prefers ranged attacks to close combat. The one saving grace in a close combat situation is his ability to use his arm to both send and receive bolts of electricity, like a double purpose lightning rod. When this occurs, the wires through his body glow a much brighter purple, and the transparent properties of his skin result in the light illuminating his internal organs, muscle and bone and about 75% of his body to emanate the purple light. This quickly goes away once the electricity is expelled, and he then cannot use that attack for a while unless he receives the electricity from someone else. Causing this glow too often also hurts his sensitive eyes, so unless he’s in desperate need or trying to show off he absolutely does not use it.

Hyena

★ 19 ♥ Male ✘ Bisexual ♡ Jungle Kings★

Physical Description (coloring, build, features, attire, weapons, etc)
Hyena has rather plain tan skin with darker dapples covering his back and arms and fading away at his palms and neck. His unusual orangey amber eyes match his bright yellow hair, which has been shaved at the sides and trimmed into a shortened deathhawk style. Out of his own free will he has filed his teeth into points, though he has yet to have a situation where he tests the efficiency of them in battle. Both Hyena’s legs end at the hip, and have been replaced with shiny black prosthetics that make him 7 feet tall, that end in what can only be described as talons. These are terrible for balance when standing in place, so he has to always keep moving and can never stand still for too long. However these have been designed to give him extra power for running and leaping that balances out his lack of brute strength, and his ineptitude with long-range weapons. Beyond compressing and extending at the knee, Hyena finds his legs to be rather stiff where they join the rest of his body, so tends to only stand or lie down to avoid needing to bend at the hips, and leans back to be almost horizontal whenever he sits. He can control the claws at the end of his legs by opening and closing them, though he only really uses it to freak people out. He sports a black jacket and pants with various different - but equally ratty - shirts, and tends to avoid shoes as they don’t match the shape of his prosthetics very well.
Because his natural reaction time still doesn’t quite match his body’s speed, he had to have a pair of glasses specially made to alter his visual processing speed, with matching chips inserted behind each ear for audio processing. The glasses are tinted purely for the aesthetic and attached to his neck by a golden chain to prevent him from losing them, which happens far too often when they aren’t attached to him. He has found that a simple pair of double edged, curved knives that he can tuck into his belt serve him just fine as weapons, as although his hearing is excellent, his long distance vision is less than optimal for using any ranged weapons.

Personality / History
He has become used to the need for constant motion due to his legs, so likes to fidget when sitting or laying still, especially when he gets phantom pains. Hyena also bores easily, though this is just his nature and not a result of having to train himself to be constantly moving. Naturally easygoing, when he likes someone he cares deeply about what they think of him and is easily stressed by the thought of rejection or judgement, though he couldn’t care less about the opinions of people he isn’t fond of and in fact will go out of his way to vex them just to see a reaction. When he gets over excited, embarrassed, or bloodthirsty, his sentences tend to be broken by bouts of laughter - usually in the form of hysterical giggles. Hyena is unsure why he does this and is convinced there’s something loose in his brain that is triggered alongside his fight or flight response, but has eventually learned to live with it.
Hyena himself can’t remember what resulted in the loss of his legs, but whatever it was he is certain it was traumatic if his brain had blocked it out like that. Part of him is glad he can’t remember, as he doesn’t have to deal with the memories, but he will always be curious about it.