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6/21-22/2019
Returned to the forest in the early morning hours of a warm summer day. Surprised by the sudden silence he is met with, but seems to enjoy it nonetheless. With ease, he returns to the den to renews his markings that are all but gone due to his absence. The scent of several of his children weigh heavily around it, and the wolf feels pride in knowing that they have kept onto their den for so long. Stuffing his form into the hole, the wolf gets comfortable and dozes off.

Only an hour into his nap, the wolf is bombarded with a dark pelted shewolf with her hackles raised. The familiar scent of Adelaide floods his nostrils before he emits a soft growl like whine. Tucking in with his daughter, he grooms her as they nest, eventually dozing back off for a little while longer. Though, it would seem that his scent traveled far, for not long after, two more bodies shove into the den and clambor over him in their excitement. Dev and Dimitri join him and Adel, practically piling on top of him in the slightly cramped space. It was lovely to see his pups all grown up, but it was simply far too much body mass to try and shove into the den.

Dozing contently with his broken family, he scents another familiar face, and greets her warmly from beneath the mounds of fur. He had sleepily welcomed young Lina over, but it would seem Adel was none too pleased with this. Wants to sort out the pecking order, but its clear that perhaps he should speak with his daughter first and sort out the issue.

In the evening, the wolf slips away from the den, headed for the portal that would bring him to a land of bountiful prey. He hunts to fill the den, dragging the food back and storing it in the coolest location at the back of the den to feed his family as they woke.

Lounged around with Dev for a while, attempting to remain alert to his surroundings, but it was increasingly hard in this heat - especially with a fully belly. Dozed on and off, vaguely catching the scent of someone who he thought long since deceased on the breeze. Perks up a bit, but the scent fades and is overwhelmed by the stench of the meat behind him. Currently resting and re-establishing his scent at the den by his mere presence.

note. (Restocked as of 06/22/2019 expires on 6/28/2019)
His den is stocked with a limited amount of large game. Currently holding four wild hens, one moose calf hock, one deer rib cage, seven salmon, and two large antlers for chewing. Was introduced to a 'portal' where the animals have not yet developed a conscious, feels no shame in taking any game there. Is up for sharing, feel free to start a RP here or contact me on discord.









Essence


Name Experiment X
Alias X, Ex, Scary Face, Wolfbutt.
Identification x
Age Adult
Gender Male
Sexuality Heterosexual
Species Cyber-genetic Canine Hybrid
Size #5-15
Scent Oil, and Smoke overlying a natural canine musk.
Feral Voice Geth Prime.
Human Voice Garrett.
Speech "Speech" #00a0fc
Diet Omnivorous
Territory 29 x 120

Feral Ref *
Human Ref *
Face Claim *









Inner


Personality

Automated Calm Collective Fussy Hoarder Over-Protective Pack Mentality Quick to Anger Quiet Sly Strong Violent More Later

Facts

Cross-hair like irises expand and contract, allowing him to 'zoom' in on something at a great distance. Usually has a slim cross-hair look when content, or focused on something close.
Is a mixture of synthetic and organic material. His spine is completely synthetic, as well as his hips and shoulders. This promotes speed and agility, as well as strength.
Has two hearts, one continues to pump blood to vital organs, while the other supplies oil to different mechanical units throughout his body. If his organic heart were to stop, the synthetic heart will trigger a reaction, causing nano-mechs to begin replacing organic tissue with synthetic material. This does not mean he is immortal.
Harbors no emotional feelings (i.e. Fear, depression, love), or at least is extremely good at hiding them. Expresses only Physical emotions (i.e. Pain, hunger, Thirst)
Due to his still functioning organic material, often runs on instinctual behaviors, but more often then not, the synthetic central processor tries to keep him sane and sophisticated.
Currently has a glitch in his vocal systems due to a few components shorting out due to loose connections. This causes a clearly defined glitch in his speech. (i.e. "I'm g-glitching yoo-o.") This glitch has been fixed, all systems are currently functioning at 100%
Saliva is a neon blue color, it is in no way shape or form toxic if kept from being ingested by another, however it tends to cause mass infections of any sort of wounds (i.e. cuts, scrapes, bites.). Similar of that to Komodo dragon saliva, and can be deadly if enough is transferred to a wound. Immune to the effects.
Refuses to bow to another, sees this as a submissive move, and will only nod. This is not to be disrespectful to another, but acknowledge them all the same.
Refers to himself as 'This Unit' 'This One' 'We' 'Us' and other plurals. This is due to having the equivalent of two persons in his body. The synthetic, and the organic. They are seemingly the same, but due to having two different internal cores (Wolf Brain, and CPU) he will always refer to himself in plural.
Refers to others as primitives, beings who have not yet reached the peak of their evolution. Uses this to degrade, as well as promote beings, depending on his relations with said being.
Never parts with his wedding ring, wears this in human and feral form. While feral, the ring hangs from a chain around his neck. The ring is of great significance for the male, the heartbeat around its silver and black coloring was etched from the beat of Va'Tiri's heart.
A delicate chain bearing a crimson colored crystal that is tightly wrapped around the base of his right horn. A symbol of his love given to him by his adoptive son Dimitri. Cherishes.
Maybe more later.





























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Tracking this~

Tracking this~

YAAAAS

YAAAAS

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HB's picture

Interesting.

Interesting.

-sits-

-sits-

Eeeee yay!

Eeeee yay!

awww shiet son

awww shiet son

Ooh hawt dayum.

Ooh hawt dayum. Tracking.
Please excuse me while I drool on dis.

oooooh yes.

oooooh yes. Cool
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Trackin'.

Trackin'.
Togetherness's picture

♥♥

♥♥

Yeah buddy.

Yeah buddy.
Verdalas's picture

Placing a track on behalf of

Placing a track on behalf of Complex. She's fascinated by all the cybernetics going on with this odd character.
din's picture

hahhha hi c<

hahhha hi c<
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Tracking~

Tracking~
Sigi by Wake

boop

boop

very belated track I love

very belated track

I love this guy ♥
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&hearts;&hearts;&hearts;&hear

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&hearts; &hearts;

♥ ♥ ♥
edit: attempts to peacock papa X and ends up getting chased and beat up. Fun day!
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>c who needs their ass

>c who needs their ass beaten? No one beats his little floof ball.

hope you don't mind if i add

hope you don't mind if i add his skype? i love the guy and wouldn't mind an rp c;
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I don't mind at all! cB.

I don't mind at all! cB.
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really loving what you're

really loving what you're doing with this dude B)
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I added you on Skype if

I added you on Skype if that's okay ;u;
Sigi by Wake

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Tracking this guyy cB he

Tracking this guyy cB he seems so cooool
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track : o i like this guy!

track : o i like this guy!

The small form sat up at the

The small form sat up at the other's movement, surprised the beast was in the mood to move at all given the current circumstances. Normally, she would lace herself about his legs, but now she merely looked up at him, raised a paw, and placed it as high as she could on his leg. Her head bobbed slightly, a frown turning her lips from its usual smile upside down. She'd thought to say something she felt was big and meaningful, but all she could say was, "Things...will be okay. They will." It sounded like she was reassuring herself more than she was trying to bring the brute out of his downs.

Retrackin.
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The Experiment had only sat

The Experiment had only sat up to re-adjust himself against the tree, eyes open but unseeing as he stood, and stepped slightly to the side. It was not until the pressure of touch was felt on his leg did he actually care to look around, then down. Pan. The name registered quickly, but he could only sully stare down at her. His back hunched slightly as his head dipped down to sniff at her, though it was hardly processed. Her words reached him, but he could only stare back at her wordlessly. No, things would not be ok, nothing would ever be ok.
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Va had been almost

Va had been almost obsessively grooming the male's back leg as she rested her head against his flank. Her mind was gone, her emotions devoid. She was not there and she was not seeing anything around her except little snippets that slipped passed the blankness. The she demon only slumped to the ground when X moved to reposition himself, the tongue she had formed from the abyss of her jaws licking just as obsessively over her own bone as it had his leg. She heard a voice, a familiar one, and for a moment the outside world filtered in. Blindly, sullenly, Va'Tiri got up, and padded over to the black haired girl, running the abnatural tongue over the female's back, a few times pricking the muscle on her spines. But she didn't notice, she didn't even flinch. Her eyes were vacant, wide and staring at nothing and everything. When she appeared satisfied with that, she looked up at X, though she wasn't seeing him. The outside had slipped away again. She rubbed the skull of her own face against his once more as she passed by him, going back to her spot that she'd had, laying in the same position she had before, blowing leaves of the mound of dirt hiding her child.

When the other did not reply

When the other did not reply with no more than a stare, Pan felt like a fool for even opening her mouth. She knew she should have stayed quiet, and a part of her kicked herself for not listening to her instincts. Being reborn as what she is now, feelings of loss had been, well, lost to her. She knew she lost her mother and father back in her first life, but she couldn't recall the pain all too well. It didn't help that she had also been quite young at the time.

Taking her paw away from him, she placed it onto the muzzle of her mask as if she had planned to do that all along. The corner of her mouth dipped into even more of a frown and she scooted backwards some, feeling as though she had invaded his space as well. "Gomen'nasai." Her voice was hardly above a whisper as she apologized. Whether or not it was because of the situation or because of her actions remained at an unknown percentage to her. Death called for many downtrodden emotions, but the best emotion Panumbra felt was probably the thick and solid wall of apathy. Crying and sulking would not bring the dead back to life no matter how hard you wanted it to, but for her friends' sake, she felt it best to just mirror their emotions for now. She felt she owed that much.

More movement, and Pan found herself within the shadow of the other large canid-creature, Va'Tiri. Dwarfed, Pan merely sat there as she was groomed. Wondering if the action was something Va had done to take her mind off of things because laying about and sulking probably wasn't the best way to spend the evening. Why not randomly get up and groom your friend in welcome instead for a few seconds? Pan acknowledged it with a dip of her head and a flick of an ear. It seemed like everyone would be out of whack for a few days, maybe even months.

When Va moved back to her spot, Pan walked in a slow circle among the flowers she'd been curled up in before. Each of them wilted and crushed from her constant rolling when she'd gotten bored during the early morning hours. She plopped down on her third time around, tucking her paws under herself with a sigh. How long would things be like this before she could have her friends back to normal, she wondered.
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Eyes continued to watch her,

Eyes continued to watch her, nulling out any and every emotion or process that attempted to run through him, it was better this way. Less pain, less heart break. Deep within he knew he had upset his friend some how, but he could not care enough to attempt much more then the words that ran from his tongue, not even bothering to convert them to her own language. "Do not be. It is no fault of yours, but our own fault." The words echoed without emotion around him, the tone was dull, empty, just like he felt.

Fur instantly bristled when Va'Tiri rubbed against him, obviously in no mood for any sort of affection. Though rather then turn and snap at her, only a growl emitted from his muzzle. Narrowed pupils moved back to Pan, half assedly bumping his muzzle to her neck before he turned back around to collapse against the grave. The force of his weight hitting the ground causing it to rumble just slightly.

As soon as he was situated, he was sure to curl around both the base of the tree, and Va'Tiri. Eyes blinked once, a heavy sigh leaving him, ruffling the flowers just before him before he resumed his comatose state, causing his pupils to blink out, leaving nothing but a black abyss in each socket.

>_> super late Track &hearts;

>_>
super late Track ♥
<_<

Sig: Aihnna

reeetrackin' &hearts;

reeetrackin' ♥

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Track~

Track~
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Belated thanks to you all

Belated thanks to you all ♥
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Dimitri Santa brings papa a

Dimitri Santa brings papa a crystal nechlace to hang on his horns, because it reminds him of mama and papa should always have a piece of mama with him.

Proactive

Proactive I'm-sure-my-character-will-get-beaten-up-by-yours-someday track! ♥

-Track-

-Track- Smiling

din's picture

do you mind if i throw an rp

do you mind if i throw an rp at you? c:
feelin it bc i havent played beravenon in so long, hehe.
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PSH Go for it! c: You can do

PSH Go for it! c: You can do so here, or Via skype, whatever you prefer dear.
b.
Also thanks for the tracks everyone. ♥
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I can't remember if I tracked

I can't remember if I tracked him or not~

Discord:Nazzard#9068 ||Click for bios.
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-sits

-sits
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gonna finally stalk dis