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    The United States, like most superpowers, is always looking for an edge in warfare. Nuclear technology has proved to be something of a weaponry dead-end, and with the recent shift to unconventional warfare, focus has shifted from creating better weapons to creating better soldiers. Thus began "metagenetics" projects in numerous countries.

    December 1, 2035 – UN Resolution 2855 is signed, decrying the development of metagenetic species for military applications and discouraging government-sponsored metagenetics research. The international censure brings metagenetics research into the public eye. It is not long before classified details are leaked to the media.

    The media coins the term “Moreau” for metagenetic species, referring to the gristly horrors depicted in The Island of Dr. Moreau. Public opinion quickly shifts to outrage and fear. With public sentiment turning against the projects and security leaks becoming more and more common, the US government is soon forced to drastically scale back its metagenetics research

    The Navy Metagenetics Research Facility, Los Angeles has just been redacted. This is the story of the Moreaus comprising Development Group B.

    Vay - Pantherus [B/M085/LF(H)]
    Frost - Wirewhisker [In Progress]
    WMD - Nicholai [In Progress]
    QuellMyHeresy - [Final Tweaks]

    Okay, so we're... Moreaus? Or normal "Human" soldiers? Or we can be either/or? Also, do Moreaus look human, or are they bestial/grotesque in some way? What kind of abilities would they have?
  3. You're Moreaus. Most Moreaus basically look like anthropomorphic animals (a la The Moreau Omnibus) although a very few are predominantly human (a la Dark Angel).

    They would have enhanced strength, agility, speed, etc. depending on what animal they're spliced from, as well as being engineered to better withstand combat injuries - i.e. bullet wounds. Some select programs have attempted to code for ESP-like abilities, and while there have been qualified successes, the side effects haven't been pretty.
  4. What kinds of characters are you looking for ?
    Just Moreaus?
    Government Agents, too ?
    And character sheets ? :P
  5. Slava - The Bogatyr

    Mood: Surprised, Amused Tagged: @Lillian Gray @WanderingWriter
    Slava listened intently while Henrietta spoke, his brows subtly lifting into an expression that looked suspiciously like awe as she went on. The screen captured his attention just as well when she began flipping through the pages, sharp eyes flicking over the images and the names. The burning woman was certainly something. She'd had a scar under her eye, if he wasn't mistaken. He didn't give the detail any real thought, however, overwhelmed by what he was listening to and the possibilities his mind was opening to. He finally turned away after Henrietta had spoke her piece, unintentionally facing the door while he contemplated her words.

    Peace. Peace was a pleasant thought, but not one Slava had really considered before. He was a boulder rolling down a gentle hill; he didn't give much thought to his surroundings or the direction he was headed in. He just continued on. A child who merely wished to be like his father, a young traveler, a cook, a young man who nearly became a templar, a warrior and then a bogatyr. War was what he'd come to know. War in the name of his prince, war in the name of his home. Peace or an end to the fighting hadn't ever really crossed his mind for himself, and it hadn't really crossed his mind that his friend might want something he'd never considered.

    "I suppose you are right," Slava managed after a moments, expression contemplative. He opened his mouth to continue, to say that Henrietta's assumptions weren't very far off and that explanation made sense, but he was interrupted by the library's heavy door opening. In ran a pot? A jar? He'd noticed it in the meeting room, but he hadn't seen it up close before then. It was alone, which was odd. And, sure enough, the woman it'd been following entered moments later, yelling curses and looking for it until she noticed there were other people in the room.

    "Your jar is quite insubordinate." Slava's eyes lifted from said jar and shifted to the woman who'd entered as he spoke, his tone somewhere between sarcastic and amused. He found the whole situation funny, but he doubted Aya felt the same. Bad with emotions he may be, but he could at least predict that.
  6. Sorry for the delayed reaction, Frosty, Saku. Haven't been on Iwaku much lately, as I've been busy with work and schoolwork and getting ready for the kid. (and, surprisingly, getting about TWICE as much sleep as I used to even so.)

    I would appreciate character sheets, yes. Please use the "Standard" character bio template.

    All characters are to be Moreaus in Development Group B. Most of you are fourteen years old (Moreaus, being spliced with animals, mature faster than straight humans), except for any rodents or "mostly-humans" who are nine and sixteen respectively.

    As to your backstory, you can go into detail if you wish, but keep in mind that you are, in fact, research subjects with no rights whatsoever. You have all (theorhetically) reached emotional and - more importantly (for research purposes) - reproductive maturity. Your immediate backstory is that your Dev Group has just completed "Short-Term Isolation Trials" and are still in the isolation cells you've been in for the last week or so. You're slated to be moved into "Breeding and Fertility Trials" tomorrow morning, and most of you know this.

    Play will begin with a post (from me, obviously) indicating the event(s) that let you out of your cells.

    I'll begin once I have enough player bios (at least four) and allow stragglers.

    Character Name: Pantherus
    ID CODE: B/M085/LF(H)
    Gender: Male
    Species/Race: Panther Moreau
    Age: 14
    Birthplace/World: NMRF-LA
    Occupation/School/Grade: Stealth Specialist


    General Appearance: Tall at 6'2" and thinly built gives an immediate impression of speed and the well-toned muscle under black fur makes that impression a reality. Pale green eyes with vertical slit pupal look out of a distinctly feline face above a more human body. For the solitary confinement exercise he is wearing the standard green vest and camo pants.
    Strengths: High feline agility and extremely soft footed with an immaculate sense of balance combined with excellent night time vision and retractable claws and impressive speed and reaction time.
    Weaknesses: Not the strongest moreau especially considering his size with a frame built for agility over power and lightweight bones that break easier than a human's.


    Current Goal/Purpose: Find his place/ follow orders.
    Talents: Hunting, problem solving, being affectionate.
    Inabilities: Laziness, lack of focus, aversion to water.
    Fears: Water, mild fear of underground spaces.
    General Personality: Generally easy going and content to laze around in the sun he is none the less dedicated when given a task and military training has had a subtle effect dulling his laziness, and tempering his inherent playfulness.
    Inner Personality: He is driven by a personal quest to belong. Having no family and none like himself he finds it hard to fit in especially considering the feline monrue's natural tenancy toward self-dependence ans solitude.


    General History:
    Born in a Development Group B test tube as an attempt to create a special forces stealth specialist he entered trials almost as soon as he could walk he became known for jumping on attending officers' or scientists' backs from out of nowhere, the most notable occasion ruined the uniform of a three star general long claw rends running across the back surprised general's jacket as he has his hat stolen and the ensuing chase through he obstacle course lasted close on an hour. The general was so impressed by the display he personally congratulated the entire staff of the nuclear silo turned research facility.

    Present Life: Trials and training are almost completed as he chases his own tail (figuratively and occasionally literally) in solitary confinement and contemplates the test to come excited and nervous of the chance to meet another of his kind.
  8. “Black holes?” Sariel laugh, “Mom would not let me leave this stratosphere. It’s just she always say that with red flames, I can conquer the world but she wouldn’t even let me leave my home.”
  9. Edited a bit. Sure Frost will put up his mouse when he gets back.
  10. Blair

    She kept working until she could finally escape outside with a book. Heaven praise. She cuddled up on the outside deck and just read. She figured she could text Ray but she knew he could be busy

    (Maybe until they are friends. I'm still thinking that it happens while Gwen is in costume and finds a way so jason still doesn't know it's her)


    "I would not hurt you!" She exclaimed, feeling her index finger start to create bone. She cradled her hand in her arm and tried to hide it. She was getting panicked now "I have no reason,"
  11. Most felines (though most notably cheetahs) have lighter bones than other mammals. I'm looking for a picture.
  12. drafting a character.
  13. Fair enough, Vay. I'm no expert on feline physiology. Just get your appearance up and you should be ready to finalize your bio.

    Warmaster, I look forward to your character!
  14. Picture search turned out either cutesy or more muscle than I wanted, working on a text description.

    EDIT!: Can you link the source material for the moreau so i can use them for reference?
  15. Blair

    She grinned as she kissed him "I could get used to the phrase that Ray Harper likes me." She laughed and mimicked the old show she would watch during Christmas "He thinks I'm cute!"


    She chuckled weakly "I can walk back just fine." She countered but soon fell limp. She was tired and didn't want to admit it "I may be a pain but I saved your ass. I'm surprised my trick worked...I thought he could have countered it...oh God," she groaned and leaned her head back "I've had enough for tonight," she clutched her mask in her hand
  16. I'm thinking Wolf dude. though he's requested alot of physical surgery to make him look as human as possible.

    specialising in close quarters combat, like sub machine guns, pistols, shotguns, carbine variant assault rifles, knives and unarmed combat, though no good at combat at ranges further than 150m
  17. WMD - keep in mind that these folks are test subjects. He can ask all he wants, but he'll just get laughed at.

    Vay - I'll work on finding some reference pics for you. For the mean time, look up the book Fearful Symmetries - the main character (on the cover) is a tiger moreau. Your meat-and-potatoes is up to snuff, so ahead and put in B/M085/LF(H) as your ID. You can tweak appearance as necessary right up until we start play.

    Frosty - lookin' good so far. Keep up the good work! I am curious as to how she's handled Isolation.
  18. very well. expect ear hackjobs an LOTSA shaving.
  19. Your neuroses are up to you.