Player Name: mura

- Isla Laero -

Chosen Role:

Prototype

She has completely developed the "shifting to animal" form of things yet its viewed as uncontrollable, as she shifts whenever feeling any negative emotion strongly. Which is... Often to say the least.

Hybrid Species:

Feline - Persian Leopard

This form is unpredictable and aggressive, a hunteress in both human and animal form that won't allow anything in her way. Persian Leopards are known for their size and their territorial tendencies. Just don't touch her... Or anything else that she deems as what she owns, and you might just be alright.

Age:

21 Years Old

Preferred Pronouns:

She/Her/Hers

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Appearance:

An absolute goddess. While Isla appears more on the wildish side of things, she has a certain and unexpected elegance and allure. With a nonchalant-looking confidence in every stride she takes, the young woman commands the attention in any room. And that's not only because of the dangerous other half that lurks inside of her. No, she draws eyes because of her seductiveness and feline gracefulness.

Standing at 5'4 inches and weighing only around 130 pounds, Isla isn't considered the largest or most intimidating individual. Though, do not mistake her for weak... The agility and sheer power that comes with her transformation is not to be messed with. With a curvy hourglass form, it makes things easier on her to achieve what she desires and the attention and brings as well. Her hips are wider, her thighs thick and her waist pinched just so. She has a larger bossom that trails up to squared shoulders and willow arms and hands. Isla's nails are neat and longer, sharp as if to resemble claws in her human form. Her skin is a deeper, sun kissed tan that compliments her complexion nicely.

The woman has a swan-like neck that trails up to a heart shaped face. With high cheekbones and a decently defined jawline, accompanied with plush cupids bow shapes lips and a ever so slightly turned up button nose- you could very well say that her face card is desirable. Light freckles sprinkle across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose if she's out in the sun too long and her cheeks flush a pretty, light color of pink when she gets flustered or annoyed. Isla's eyes are one of her most eye catching features, not just for their unatural, bright golden color but for their innocent and doe-like appearance. You wouldn't suspect even the idea that this woman could tear you apart you in a heartbeat if you simply made a comment she didn't appreciate. They are big and bright with a subtle up turn at their corners that pair nicely with the long, thick lashes that frame them.

Her hair is thick. Thick, bouncy, and big loose curls that frame around her head. They are the tidiest, but it adds to her sweet and innocent allure perfectly. Her hair is a warm, light brown with darker hair closer to her roots. There are usually a good few strands out of place, but she pulls it off, making it seem intentional.

Her voice can be as soothing as it can be fear inducing. She could lull you to sleep with just a few gentle, affectionate words while the next she could be making someone else wish they hadn't been brought into this very world. Her tone is usually rather breathy and even, when pissed however... Her words can come out sharp and cut deep.

As for attire, she'll wear whatever the best is that they provide her with. Most often a tan, casual two piece that's comfortable enough. Her ears are adorned with a variety of gold hoops and studs, and she has some thin gold rings on her fingers as well.

Personality Traits:

° She knows how to get what she wants. Often putting on multiple faces to receive the things she desires - depending on the person and the situation. This can make her described easily as persuasive and cunning.

° Besides the fact that Isla can turn to into a hot headed demon cat, she is also just a generally fiery and spirited individual. The woman will never settle for anything less than she deserves and her stubborn ass won't move until she gets receives what she does deserve. Good luck trying to get her to do something she doesn't want to do.

° Isla's impulsive nature has caused her to grow more driven and quick to act. She often doesn't think about the consequences of her decisions until their staring her dead in the eyes. She often bites off more than she can chew, only to regret it later.

° Momma didn't raise no bitch. Isla can get incredibly snappy, even to the point of aggression when it comes to certain things- questioning what she believes is right is... Well, your on thin ice buddy.

° She is nobody's playtoy. Nor "experiment". Yes, she may be in a certain predicament at the moment- but that's not the point. The reality is, Isla's in the process of thinking ahead and observing. Observing everything; guard's and trainers schedules, any security that may be an issue for when she finally- and she will- escapes this wretched place. So, naturally, she has to act her best. Even though shes silently gravelling in her own thoughts.

° She's overprotective and one-hundred percent territorial. Do as much as lay a finger on her or what's hers, and expect to not have those dainty little fingers of yours anymore. Isla won't take anything from you or anyone else, so better not think about it.

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Powers & Abilities:

° Night Vision; This goes for both her human and shifted form, Isla has impecable vision in dark places, or at night. This is used in nature for hunting, which Isla way use it for from time to time. But usually, its to see clearling in her cage or enclosure.

° Enhanced Hearing; Once more, this goes for both forms Isla takes for in. She has exceptional hearing, which can come in handy when Trainers or Guards are coming to check on her. Giving her the upper hand to be able to shift into the more intimidating version of herself with all of the aggravation their conversations give her.

° Climbing, Speed, and Agility; These three things are used all at the same time when it comes to performing this ability. It's usual that Isla is lounging up in a tree or higher place when the Trainers come in trying to mess with her. This allows her to be away from whatever mess they want to make that day and its quite useful.

° Swimming; Unlike other big cat shifters, Isla is an excellent swimmer and really actually enjoys the water when she has the opportunity to be in it. She will often swim way out and float there for as long as the Trainers allow her to before purposefully moving slower to get back.

° Size and Strength; While enhanced strength goes to both forms Isla takes, the size of her shifted form is anything but her human form. She's a bit on the shorter side as a person, while she is considered rather large and imposing in her feline form. This helps with intimidation and power.

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Backstory Summary:

Isla was rather young when she was taken away from her loving family of six; Mum, Daddy, and her three siblings, Norris- the eldest sibling, Adelaide- the eldest sister, and Duncan- Islas little brother. She was around 11 when she was taken and she can't really seem to remember anything about that day, other than her families cries and the salty water dripping from her closed eyes as she was drove away with the blaring sirens. She was taken in the middle of the shifting process, she has begun to grow whiskers, ears, and a tail to match the giant cat she would be turning to not only the next night.

Then came the violece and lash outs, it got so bad to the point that they needed to go through the procedure of erasing her memory of it ever happening. Except, it didn't work properly and she was left with the screams of scientists and the man she had slaughtered after he began to mess with her too much. She played it off as though it had indeed worked. But no. It hadn't. She remembers everything and there's no way in he'll that she's letting them attempt to swipe her memories like that again. She needs to get the fuck out of this place, damn the consequences.

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Love Interest:

None. DM me for possible connections!

Other Affiliations:

Open. These will probably naturally occur in the roleplay, but let me know if you want to set something up beforehand!

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Other Information:

° She may or may not have a small obsession with her collection of nits and bobs that she's found around the grounds and protects with her life... Totally not.

° Rather solitary and often in her shifted form when Trainers or Guard's come by, just become she gets that pissed off at them. And they can tell this about her too. They learned the hard way not to mess with her when she's like this after losing a crew member that thought it was some funny idea to poke and prod at her in his free time. Yeah. She's not particularly liked in the establishment, nor is she trusted, or taken out a whole ton just because of their fears about her causing chaos. But she is necessary to study. So.

Done!

The Tea Drinkers said:

Mikko should be fully done now <3

Character Name:
✨ Misha “Mish” Volare ✨

Player Name (optional):
Lyra (SugarPlums)

Chosen Role (Rank):
Subject

Hybrid Species:
Avian – Baltimore Oriole

Preferred Pronouns:
He/Him

🧬 Character Description

Physical Appearance:
Misha is the kind of presence that crashes into a room like a sunbeam through broken glass—unexpected, radiant, and impossible to ignore. Standing around 5’8” with a “twink” build, he’s lean and limber, with just enough definition to suggest both grace and power. He doesn’t move—he glides. His gestures are expressive and fluid, like a dancer or a bird mid-flight, never wasting a motion unless it’s to be dramatic on purpose.

His skin carries a warm honey-gold undertone, usually speckled with faint bruises or feathers poking out in places they shouldn’t—reminders of the facility’s grip. But it's his wings that demand awe: great sweeping appendages that mimic the exact coloration of a Baltimore Oriole—brilliant oranges, inky blacks, and striking whites. They rustle and twitch when he’s agitated, puff up when he’s proud, and wrap around him like a security blanket when he’s afraid.

Misha’s long blond hair is often tangled in feathers—some grown, some added for flair. He ties it up in messy ponytails, loose braids, or chaotic half-up styles depending on the day (or the mischief he’s planning). His eyes are a fierce amber, always glinting with mischief, framed by thick lashes and quick to squint in amusement or widen in mock innocence.

He dresses rebelliously in clashing yellows and blacks—sometimes coordinated with his plumage, often layered and thrown together for flair. More often than not, he’s caught wearing stolen guard uniforms, sometimes modified with ribbons, glitter, or illegal accessories. His fashion sense is a statement: “You don’t own me.” Even if they do.

Personality:
Misha is what happens when chaos is given feathers and a wicked smile. Mischievous to the core and attention-hungry by nature, he thrives on creating chaos for chaos’s sake. He doesn’t just prank—he performs. He flirts with guards mid-security drill, rewires communication systems to play jungle noises, and organizes impromptu musical numbers with other subjects. He’s loud, theatrical, and unashamedly dramatic. If he’s not the center of attention, he’ll make himself the center.

But under the mask of jokes, fluttering wings, and manic energy, Misha is sharp. Dangerously so. He watches people like a hawk—pun absolutely intended—and stores everything. Your tone, your tells, your insecurities. He’s emotionally intelligent in a way that unnerves people, using his knowledge to amuse, manipulate, or defend depending on the moment.

Despite his sunny outward behavior, there’s a shadow behind his laughter. He didn’t come to the facility expecting horror. He just wanted a home. What he got was a cage—gilded, cruel, and lined with needles. His antics aren’t just for fun; they’re survival. Keep everyone laughing, and maybe no one will see him break.

He craves love and connection but doesn’t know how to trust it. He wants someone to stay—but he’ll push them away before they get the chance. His love is big, messy, and needy—but he’s scared it’ll swallow the wrong person. So instead, he’s everyone’s friend. Everyone’s problem. Everyone’s delightful disaster.

🕳️ Backstory Summary

Misha volunteered. That’s the part that hurts the most. He signed the papers. He thought this place would be safety—shelter, a bed, food, maybe even a sense of purpose. The idea of being turned into something more, something birdlike, wasn’t scary at the time. It was poetic. Beautiful, even.

But the procedures were not poetic. The cages weren’t comforting. The people were not kind. And now, he’s left with wings too large for the space he's trapped in, and a heart too soft for the games they play. Still, he survives—and if he must survive, he’ll do it his way: loud, defiant, and always, always on his own terms.

💘 Love Interest(s)

Misha’s romance storyline will develop as a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers arc with Enzo, a jaguar hybrid with a guarded and intense personality. Initially, their interactions are marked by clashes and mutual frustration—Misha’s chaotic, attention-seeking nature constantly challenges Enzo’s calm, controlled demeanor. Despite their conflicts, they begin to recognize shared pain and vulnerabilities beneath their hardened exteriors.

Over time, through reluctant trust, protective instincts, and unexpected moments of understanding, their antagonism shifts into something deeper and more complex. Their relationship explores themes of trust, emotional growth, and the struggle to connect in a harsh, experimental environment where love is dangerous but necessary. The romance will be passionate, messy, and full of tension—reflecting both characters’ inner turmoil and fierce loyalty.

Enzo is played by Convival!!! :>

🎀 Friends

🗝️ Additional Notes

• Fears:

  • Permanent wing damage

  • Being abandoned or ignored

  • Silence—true, empty silence

  • Being truly seen and rejected

• Secrets:

  • He still has the pen he signed his contract with—sometimes he stares at it, wondering who he was back then

  • He dreams of flying freely but is terrified he wouldn’t know where to go

  • He sometimes pretends the alarms he triggers are birdcalls, just so he can pretend the world is wild again

• Special Skills:

  • Voice mimicry: Can replicate voices, accents, alarms, and animal sounds

  • Acrobatic agility: Narrow spaces, high ledges, and mid-air flips? Easy.

  • Emotional manipulation: Not always on purpose, but he gets people

  • Improvised engineering: Especially when it involves stealing gadgets or reprogramming facility tech

mura said:

I'm pretty sure Isla is finished! I decided it might be better to place her in the Prototype role.

Also, if it would be okay with you- I'd also like to reserve a Rejected rank as well :>

Player Name: mura

- Rowan Hunt -

Chosen Role:

Rejected.

He didn't ever ask for this.

Hybrid Species:

Feline - Southwest African Lion

Uhm, yeah. He's basically rogue. Aggressive, intimidating, and dangerous as hell in this form. Its just kind of a given when people go missing down where he's kept. Their dead. A hundred percent. No doubt. Its a pain to turn into and turn back to normal, but at least hes feeling something, so he can't be complaining.

Age:

He can't remember.

Probably late twenties?

Preferred Pronouns:

He/Him/His

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Appearance:

Regal and absolutely debonair. The lion DNA only seemed to pull out even more of the confidence that border lines on cockiness. He has an air of authority in the way he strides and makes intense eye contact with others. His posture is precise and cat-like, with an agile yet strong element added in. Its definitely unnerving just how silent he can be when he wants to be, moving with unbelievable precision and grace while still getting from one place to another quickly and efficiently.

Rowan has a tanned muscular build with a towering height of 6'5". He an absolute powerhouse and he knows it. The way people stare and the fear in those eyes are more than enough to convince him so. That being said, the man is undoubtedly attractive. With a sculpted facial structure, high set cheekbones that give him an almost gaunt or hollow look. He has a sharp jaw, with pearly white teeth and sharper canines than a normal person would have. When he smiles or puts on his signature sneer, dimples can be shown on either side of his cheeks. His lips are fuller, with the bottom being a bit larger than the top, however, two evident peaks on the top make it a near perfect cupids bow. Rowan has a Roman shaped nose, thinner and sharper with a small bump in the middle. His brows are well sculpted to give him a put together and rather bored look while his striking auburnish-gold eyes are hooded and darker in appearance. Fun fact, instead of whites for eyes- the mutation he has takes place in replacing that white for a dark, onyx black- making his iris's pop out with their black, cat-like slits for pupils.

Hair, in Rowans case, reflects his shifted forms mane almost perfectly. Its a bit tone down in just how much hair he has, but its thick and rather long with a wavy texture to it. It curls a bit more near the base of his neck, where he keeps it cut and it more often than not will be seen falling into his face when he's moving. Its color is of warm hazelnuts, a lighter brunette with darker roots and highlights throughout. Its overall a bit ragged and messy, but he seems to pull it off well.

When it comes to Rowans style, its what you might expect from a powerful lion shifter. Gold, upon gold, upon gold. Well, for jewelry at least. Rowan is adorned with a a golden hoop nose piercing, hold brow studs on his left eyebrows, an inverse vertical labret piercing through his bottom lip that is also, you guessed it, gold. He also has a nose bridge piercing with a golden stud on either side of his bridge. His ears are simply pierced with a single lobal piercing in which he wears larger, intricately designed piercings in. His fingers are adorned with a variety of different gold rings while a thin, gold collar-like necklace winds its way around his neck, intricately designed as well. Finally, a thin gold band wraps around his head, mostly hiding under his hair.

His clothes are simple, what he's given- sometimes he'll just discard the shirt and wear khaki pants of some sort just to annoy and attract attention his way once again. He has an amazing body- though its rather scared, but that's not going to stop him from showing off. Speaking of scars, he does have a rather nasty acid burn scar on the right side of his face- it didn't get too deep but its still somewhat distasteful to look at.

Personality:

Moral Alignment - Chaotic Neutral

° Manic and/or Deranged; The pent up anger of so many procedures and what they've turned him into, as well as the fact they those procedures have caused him little to no hope of going back to his true self has been a roller coaster of emotions throughout the years. He likes watching the ones who've caused him pain... Be in pain. More preferably dead, but you get what you get. He likes messing with peoples mind, squeezing his way into every crevice of their brain until they might even feel the glimpse of the hatred he feels for them. Scientists gave up on fixing him (or helping him, as they said) long ago because of his wild and unpredictable nature.

° Manipulative Genius; He is skilled in influencing others and their decisions, using charm, threats, and deception to reach his goals. He's entirely persuasive and will lead you to believe things that aren't real in the slightest, lies, lies, lies. Its common for him to get lost in them and start believing those lies himself.

° Twisted Humor; He's not funny, so say so quite plainly. He's not. He's just terrifying. Rowan may believe that what he's doing, what he's saying, comes from a place of humor when it most certainly doesn't. It comes from a place of pent up anger, pain, and suffering that's he's had to endure. He uses dark humor and morbid jokes to express his nihilistic worldview.

° Possessive & Protective; When he gets attached to something or someone, more often, he will not let that thing/person out of his line of sight. He can't trust the world and while he can trust them, his distaste for the other side overrules it and he finds it easier to not leave their side to make sure their protected and safe. He's an incredibly loyal individual, so don't take his trust as a grain of salt. In Rowans case, looking at what's his or touching what he's put a claim on is an immediate death sentence.

° Affectionate and Obsessed; In his own way, Rowan seems to show affection of some kind. Being accepted by him is one thing, being trusted is an entirely other situation. One that he gives out to the very fewest. When he does, he might just be a little less hostile and just start to show his softer side, apart from his maniacal other half. He will become fixated with the person or thing he has his mind on and will quickly go down the rabbit hole of obsession. There's close to nothing he wouldn't do for someone he trusted, so its like a literal knife to his heart when betrayal hits. He's more so inclined to trust feline shifters than anyone, but there may be a rare one or two others that he grows close to as well.

° Determined & Calculating; The man is intelligent as all get out. While he may put on the facade of a crazed individual with no self control, he does have that control. Sometimes. Most times, Rowan is simply sitting, watching, observing, and waiting. Collecting information and pulling information out of others mouths when he needs it. He will get out of this hell, and he will do it without screwing up just to end back in this cage.

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Powers & Abilities:

° Enhanced Physical Strength; He is well-known and feared for his immense strength, with some studies having gone by with proof that in both forms he takes, he carries the strength of seven times the average human.

° Agility and Speed; While Rowan may be known more for his inhuman like strength, that doesn't come without the ability of his surprising agileness. He can run at speeds of 50 mph in his lion for and far faster than any unaltered human should move in his unsuited form.

° Powerful Bite; This goes more for his lion half, having an impressive bite force of roughly 980 psi, or five times the strength of a humans bite force. While not the strongest bite in the large cat family, his rage and stubbornness work as leverage to himself and its ends up being strong enough to snap bones clean in half.

° Soft Footing and Climbing; Rowan has padded feet in both forms, making it easy for him to slink around unnoticed until he wishes to be seen. This adaptation allows him to stalk around when seizing up what he sees as "prey". That being said, he's also an excellent climber- often being found in the lofts of his enclosure where he can't really be forced down. Why would you want him to come down anyways?

° Voice; While this may not sound much at first, Romans tone of voice and how he speaks with others plays a large part in his intimidation process. His voice is similar to a deep, lion-like growl. Animalistic and surprisingly controlled. Its fear inducing and can quickly snap to a hiss or roar when desired. It's a fairly deep English accent.

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Backstory Summary:

Resets. Resets. Resets.

The man can't really recall anything except his name and the fact that he despises everything about this goddamn establishment. The fact that he would willingly tear into everyone and everything that's caused him pain here within a heartbeat to only see it fall runs deeply engraved in his mind. Fueling his constant outbursts and aggression.

There is something. Something his can never fully seem to grasp the answer to before his mind is wiped clean again. The same question always comes back.

Who was he?

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Love Interest:

No... Well, I mean- maybe. He's nowhere near stable enough for a relationship of any kind but himself but if your character might be able to give him a gentle nudge... Sure. I can consider it. DM me!

Other Affiliations:

DM me. We can figure something out.

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Other Information:

° Uh, yeah. Science failed with this one. He was a lab rat and now, they have and will face the consequences of their own actions.

° Hes kept deep into the institution, usually no interaction whatsoever- as the interaction he does have always seems to end gruesomely for the other side.

° Yeah. He's basically just waiting in the dark until the time he knows will come to happen soon. So good luck with him, resistance haha.

Done!

Character Name:
Finn

Player Name (optional):
King Salty

Chosen Role (Rank):
Prototype, verge of rejection

Hybrid Species:
Aquatic - Great White Shark

Preferred Pronouns:
He/Him

Character Description:

Appearance:

Finn is truly a sight to behold. It is clear when you look at him something didn't go quite right with his mutation. His head and face have elongated to a very shark-like point, and the distinction between his body, neck and head have all but vanished. A large bony fin stick out from his back, threatening to break through his skin. A long, thick tail sprouts from his spine, leading to a cresecent moon shaped end. Three large gill slits sit near his collarbone. With his skin tough and grayed, with dark, empty eyes, he barely looks human at all. However, his underside remains a pale tan, reminicent of his orginal skin color and acting as the white underbelly of the shark he was crafted from.

He could walk bipedally, but he seemingly prefers locomoting on all fours. He's quite physically big, reaching over six feet when upright. His body is muscular and strong, but he has little visible muscle due to fat. His arms remain the most human-looking part of him, if you don't include the strange webbing between his fingers and toes. His legs are bent oddly in order to optimize swimming, but are otherwise fairly normal. He wears a specialized muzzle along with light blue scrubs, as nothing else will really fit his strange anatomy.

Personality:

Finn is a very, very angry person. He's almost always at 100 and rarely ever chills out. He lashes out at anyone and anything that comes near him, in a wild, animalistic fury. He's a caged beast, cornered and desperate, and he will remind anyone within biting distance. Finn is terrfied of humans, and hostile to mutants. He views others like him as competition or food. He acts more like a dog than a person, dispite having no canine DNA. Dispite extreme paranoia towards his fellow mutants, he is easily manipulated by the staff and can be pacified by a gentle hand or a kind voice. If on the rare occassion he comes to actually like a person, he will protect them with his life. Dispite seeming more beast than man, he enjoys making art.

Abilities:

Bite Force - He has the jaw strength of a shark with the teeth to boot, and will use it. Hence his muzzle.

Swimming - Finn excells in the water. He's faster, stronger, more agile, and far more deadly. As a drawback, he is somewhat ungaitly on land, and needs hydration to not dry out.

Enhanced Stamina - He can keep going for long stretches without tiring, both in and out of water.

Enhanced Smell - He can smell blood, sweat and other bodily fluids from a mile away, and even further still in water.

Backstory Summary:

Finn was brought to the facility only a short time ago, he barely remembers anything from his time outside except his own name. He has been extremely resistant and voliatile his whole time here, and has been subjected to numerous memory wipes which left him a shell of his former self. The only reason they haven't thrown him out with the trash yet is his potiental. He is very strong and fairly agile on land dispite his odd hands and feet, which could be an incredible asset if he could be trained. His training has been very attack-dog like, with positvie and negative reinforcment, and has had questionable results of success. Because of his deadliness in the water, he has been mostly deprived of it save for at most a bathtub.

Additional Notes:

- He can speak, he just usually chooses not to, instead electing to growl and scream at people.

- He likes to draw on every avaliable surface with anything he can find, and makes jewelery out of his teeth when they fall out.

- He's quite touch aversed as he finds dry, oily skin deeply disturbing.

- He longs for the sea, and the vast emptiness and solitude of the endless water.

SugarPlums said:

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RP Thread: coming soon (at 10 accepted players 5/10 + 1 WIP + 2 people with more than 1 characters)

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