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Started April 09, 2023 by @Nyx- health_and_safety brightness_7

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Ok- character sheet??

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Alright, Nyx said I could post a character sheet

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(Sorry it's a lil long)

Name: Bane Malice

Age: Chronological age: 20-21, Physical age: 19

Gender: Male

Species: Hellhound

Appearance: He is 6’5. He had tousled ebony hair with short bangs that slightly cover his right eye. It’s ear length and short in the back. His hair is always described as fluffy. It’s like a trap for water. Bane has upturned eyes with sweeping eyelashes. His eyebrows are arched. His nose is a bulb and has a kink in it from a fight. He has a cupid's bow. His face is a diamond shape. He has long, slender ears. They are a mix of demons and wolves. He has sharp dog-like canines. His eyes are a reddish-brown onyx with amber specks. Has sectoral heterochromia in his right eye. Part of it is a light blue. Eyes turn red when extremely mad and on the verge of going fully feral. They also turn red when zeroed on targets. He has a mocha skin tone and his body is sturdy, and he’s fit. He is defined as lightly muscled meaning in regions like his arms, muscles will be slightly defined. He has broad shoulders. His hands are large but delicate. Bane’s father had scorn-claw marks across his face. It was to serve as a reminder: he was an oddity, and he'd become soft. He doesn’t like the scars, but he embraces them as a reminder he's strong. They show up as darkish pink. He has a small scar on his neck. It shows up as darkish pink. He has a black right triangle-like mark under his left eye with four circles, two below and two above it. It's a hellhound mark and serves no initial purpose than to recognize a hellhound.

Personality: Bane has a fearless demeanor with strong convictions and speaks out when questioned. He’s willing to put himself through any level of danger or agony to protect the people he's attached to. As a logical person, he wants to express himself greatly but can be largely concerned with practical application than theory.
However, Bane can be blunt, it being part of his direct thinking and forthright communication. He is a born leader who tries to remain calm in high-pressure situations. His antagonism may irritate, but his attempts to be kind are not in vain. Bane is passionately affectionate to his loved ones and incredibly compassionate, especially with little animals and small children. Putting others' feelings and emotions last makes him seem inconsiderate. Being impatient makes him work at his own speed, hindering his ability to slow down if someone is struggling. He must exert effort to concentrate for a long time.

He is protective of friends and family, which makes it difficult for him to see different points of view. He always chooses loyalty when fighting and protecting people from threats. Being overprotective forces him to protect friends and family from things he perceives as threats, leading to injury. He isn’t afraid to tread into new, dangerous territory without considering the implications. He might break a few rules and receive a lecture. This leads to his stubbornness, which makes him appear to be difficult.

Being as stubborn as Bane is, he presents a brief apology or sensitivity, then goes on his way. If influence is presented through habits, lifestyles, or views, he becomes irritated and abrupt. He’s bored easily. When something is finished or understood, his interest is lost. He goes to find something better. Bane’s fury makes him aggressive or will control him. If provoked, he’ll become enraged and enter a feral state. This state leads to major injury or even death to those who may not be able to control him.

Background: In the beginning, his past is a bit enigmatic, as he tries to escape from it, but he may reveal things over time. Let’s just say, his father gave him away in a deal to the "agency" once he realized his son was too soft for hellhound life. His species was something the "agency" could never catch, but now they had one. He's been there for 4-5 years, desperately wanting out.

Other: He does have abilities as a hellhound. Here's a document. There are a lot, but I’m not 100% sure they’ll all be used: https://www.notebook.ai/documents/144537

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Omg cute- im almost done with mine-

Name: 374b3/Kin
Age: 18 (but acts like a 27 year old most of the time)
Gender: nonbinary (he/they)
Sexuality: Demi sexual (only has sexual attraction to a select few people aka people he forms a close relationship with)
Species: unknown. Thats why he was being experimented on.
Appearance: a whopping 7ft tall. Kin has a cat like tail and can turn into a cat and other animals at will. Though he prefers a cat. He also has very sharp nails and is incredibly strong. Which is shocking for his slim stature.

Personality: he is very sweet and kind, but has also been severely traumatized by the people who experimented on him. He come off as obedient and shy because of his trauma and has long forgotten his sarcastic attitude.
Background: kin was apart of two families, one was sweet and kind to him, while the other, the exact opposite. His kind were always involved in two or more families. One was the biological parents, and the parents given to them by the gods. Kim, was granted wonderful parents by the gods. But his biological parents, hated him. He often has to limp, or even crawl to his god given parents to seek shelter and healing. His biological parent’s decided that they would send Kim away to a testing facility. Letting him be tortured and almost killed. Now, he’s almost completely broken from the amount of trauma he’s received. (You’ll learn more later-)
Other: Kim has so many mental, and physical problems, that he himself has never even tried to keep track of. (You’ll learn later. Hehe- it’s all undiagnosed.)

Name: ember luciano
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: pansexual
Species: wear wolf
Personality: Ember is shy girl mostly spending her time with a good book. she's not much of a talker she usually listens to what people have to say rather than give her own opinion on the subject. She doesn't like it when people raise their voice around her, it scares her and usually her eyes will dim so you can tell.
Appearance: https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/8fc741d0-5fac-43eb-b82e-2d63932285cb.png?167790840 she has a very distinctive jawbone, her face is overall skinny it's almost an oval shape. Her eyebrows are expressive and neatly plucked, and they square off towards the start of her nose, she has almond shaped eyes that are the most beautiful shade of amber you'll ever lay your eyes on, and they glow like the sun when she's feeling strong emotions, like happiness, or anger. And go dump when she's scared or sad.
Ember's hair is long black and wavy it's healthy to the point where it shines in the sun and she has no split ends.
She weighs 146 lbs, standing at 5'3". Her skin tone is a medium taupe, having a natural tan to her skin. she's fit and energetic. Her waist is slimmer in shape, being an hourglass figure," she usually wears black ripped jeans, and a hoodie or clothing the the facility has given to her, a blue sweater that nearly consumes her arms it fits her torso but the sleeves are huge, and just a simple pair of black leggings with gray socks
Other: she hads the ability to change into a wearwolf.
Backstory: ember lived with her mother for a year after she was born her father had been killed months before her birth so her mother was faced with the dangers of being a pregnant female all alone, when ember turned a year old people had come to their home and killed her mother simply so they could take ember for themselves. She's been raised in captivity for her entire life ever since.

Every day had been the same. In and out. In and out. Study, push, and overexert the hound. Test its abilities. See if it could be useful in aiding the human population. See how the human population could contain the inhumans they didn’t understand. No good ever came from it. If humans were trying to understand their evolving perspective of the world, why couldn’t they do it from afar? Bane groaned. The questions fluttering around his head did not help him escape. He needed to pull it together. Look for opportunities and options. However, the guards kept a close eye on his containment unit, knowing the damage he could do. Was he dangerous? Bane shrugged, playing with a blanket he balled up. Throwing up into the air, a strange noise caught his attention, throwing him off guard. The fuzzy blanket fell right on his face.

Drawing himself up, the blanket fell into his lap. Bane closed his eyes, listening to the conversation between the guards and heads of the science division. This agency was crazy. They mention him. This was a chance to escape. This was his chance to help the others trapped here, too. Bane shoved the blanket aside, focusing on the harsh footsteps approaching him. What did they have planned for him? Probably the same tests. Maybe something new. He didn’t desire to stick around to find out. A small group reached his containment unit. Two guards with stun batons and a researcher. The guards were mean brutes, but the researcher seemed sweet. The twinkle in her eyes unnevered him.

“Get up, hound.” A guard growled. “You’re needed.” The guard reached down to his hip, gripping a ring of keys. He unlooped it from his belt and searched for a black key. Once he had the key in hand, he stuck it into the padlock, turning the key. The padlock clicked open, and the guard opened the door. Bane stared at the guards until one slammed their baton against the unit. Bane huffed, standing up to follow the guards and the researcher. This was his chance. While in his own mind, the researcher had denied the guards further interaction and restraint of the hound. Perfect.

Bane led the guards into a false sense of security, following their every word. However, after being out for a moment, he shifted into his wolf form. It was a shaggy, tall animal with angled ears. Creeping up to a guard, he bit his leg, causing the guard to scream in pain. The other one frowned. “I told you to keep that thing on a leash!” The able-bodied guard pushed a button on the wall, an alarm sounding. Shit. Bane ran for his life, searching for others he could rescue. Others to break out. Others to give freedom too.

(Thid will probably be short)

Ember had already been tested on and observed a few times that day, she was in her 'room' sitting in a corner with her knees up to her chest. She heard the alarms sounding and stood up racing to the glass door of her confined little space and pressed her hands and face against it trying to look to see if she could see anyone a few guards rank past the glass but that was it, she was in a different area than the others since she was there longer she was one of a handful of inhumans that didn't see the bigger picture on why they were there, they were clothed fed and safe, they had no reason to want to escape.

Kin yelps and jumps as the alarms went off. Someone was escaping. He looks around, fear in his eyes. What if the guards tried to hurt him while all this was going on? What if something happened? Kin was too afraid to even move now, staring at the cell doors. He whimpers softly, pressing himself in a corner. His breathing started to pick up, and his tail lashed. Even if he was in pain, his tail had a mind of its own, and didn’t seem to care that his reaction showed discomfort as his tail moved.

Kin whimpers, covering his ears. His ears had always been way more sensitive than any of his kind. And his kind was known for having amazing hearing. Tears began rolling down Kin’s face, the sirens becoming almost painful now. All he wanted was for it to stop, for all of the pain to go away. Suddenly, his attention snaps back to the cell door.

He heard someone approaching…

Bane ran for his life, guards blocking exits and keeping security around the containment units tight. It didn’t stop the scrappy hound. It was, however, laughable. Angling his ears, he listened for indicators of other “residents”. The alarm infiltrated his brain, but with deliberate focus, he could hear the swish of air and slight whimpers. Sniffing the air, he caught the scent of another creature. What a strange scent. Bane turned his head, guards chasing after the rogue hellhound. How fun! The hound darted, running down a dark corridor. His claws scraped against the tiled floor, simulating the sound of nails on a chalkboard. The guards cringed at such noise, stopping in their tracks. Perfect. Such a strange distraction, but at least it worked. The scent got closer, meaning the hound was close to his target.

Once he reached the containment, he stared at the metal door with the padlock. Two guards looked down at him, pointing their stun batons at him. As if those would stop him. He looked up at the brutes dressed in heavy black clothing, tilting his head. A guard sneered, lifting his baton to swing it at the hound. Mistake number one. Bane leaped at the guard, biting into the arm with the weapon. The guard yelped, dropping the baton. Bane’s claws scraped along the guard’s abdomen, leaving deep gashed. Blood dripped from the wounds, and the hound brought the guard to the ground. Easy win. Shaking his pelt, Bane stared at the second guard. They backed away, their body trembling. The guard was a coward, and Bane didn’t waste his time on cowards.

Walking up to the door, Bane bit the padlock. His bit snapped the metal lock in two, the door creaking open. He nudged it to open wider with his nose, entering the unit. Looking around, he spotted Kin. Bane padded over to the strange inhuman, sniffing him. Bane made a faint whine. He nodded his head to the door, signaling for Kin to follow him. The hound picked up another scent. One of a werewolf. Bane glanced at kin, making sure he was following him as he trotted to the door.

Kin stared in shock at what seemed like some sort of dog. It easily took down a guard, and scared off the second. Kin shook in fear as the creature came closer. Then it whined. Kin blinks slowly, tilting his head. Soon, he gets up, seeing how the creature wanted him to follow it. Kin bites his lip, unsure for a moment, then decides to follow. Looking around to make sure he wasn’t going to get shot.

Kin looked back at the creature, then spoke in a very strange sounding language. It seemed like a mix of Japanese, and something else. “⏁⊑⟟⌇ ⌖⏃⊬! 別の人がいます.” He rushes to another ‘room’, but stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw two guards. He yelps and ducks back.

(Translation to what he said: “This way! There is another person.”)

Bane nodded his head, giving Kin a small lick before exiting Kin’s unit. His wolf-like tail wagging heavily, nose stuck in the air. He was catching the scent of the werewolf. Bane’s ears were drawn back, but sprang forward. A guard rushed after the hound and his accomplice, but Bane turned tail. The guard held a gun, pointing it at the hound’s head. His hands shook, and Bane growled. By the scent mingling in the air, it was loaded with silver bullets. The hound got low to the ground, sitting on his hunches. It was like a spring loaded mechanism. Bane leaped, knocking the guard to the ground, and bit into the guard’s arm. The guard dropped the gun, tears gathering in his eyes. Bane did his job, leaving the guard behind.

Bane watched Kin, noting the stranger’s intricate language. The hound didn’t understand the speech, but understood the body language. Bane followed Kin to the werewolf’s unit, licking the blood off his fangs.

Ember creeped back into the corner of her room when nobody from the facility came to get her, she as worried now, people would try to escape on the regular and she would always be moved to a different location, but this time something was off she didn't understand, she was scared. She'd seen no guards run back through but there were two guards in front of her cell block door, she curled in on herself and looked at the class wall that kept her contained her room was dark the lights had been turned out because of the time of day. So it was hard to really see her inside the cell, unless you saw the faint glow of her eyes. She grabbed her blanket that was sitting on her bed and wrapped herself in her before letting the dark corner consume her, she let out a faint whine was she watched the guards holding those electric sticks.