Hybrids - Anthro/Furry Roleplay


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Wolfie10

7:04am Oct 4 2015 (last edited on 3:03pm Oct 7 2015)

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I know the Role-playing side of Ressy is going down a bit of a hill at the moment, but hey - why don't I just make another Roleplay? 
As explained in the ti
tle, this is an anthro/furry Roleplay. If you don't know what they are but are interested, look it up! An anthro is the same as a furry. It's just that they have two separate names. 

Rules:

1. All Res rules apply

2. You can use werewolves, because they're pretty much the same thing

3. Use any animal! Even mythical creatures, some random made up animal there may be, etcetera

4. I'd prefer it if there wasn't any unnatural colours, but if you find one that you absolutely adore with neon pinks and greens, you can use that

5. No foul language - yet you can say 'crap'

6. Absolutely no bullying! 

7. Be friendly

8. No god-modding/power playing, unless you have permission to do so

9. You can have as many characters as you want, but try to balance the genders

10. Ultimately, have fun!! 

11. If you read this, in the 'other' of your bio put 'chicken brains'



I'll post a little story of how it all began...  ^-^


A few years ago, scientists were testing the differences between human DNA and animal DNA. The results weren't too satisfying, so they decided to try something out. 
A group of reckless teenagers signed up for this new experiment. They had no idea about the consequences or what could go wrong; they just found a certain interest when 'animals' and 'humans' had been mentioned. This was only their soul mistake. 

The scientists took them through everything. They had explained how they may feel a bit woozy after they woke up, how they may be asleep for months, and that they were just gathering huge extracts of DNA from seperate subjects. 

The subjects were named typically - Subject 1.0, Subject 2.0, etcetera. 
In the end, the subjects were hooked up to wires and life support machines, before being drugged out. They were all excited to be part of this one experiment. 
Yet, that was their soul mistake. 
The animals their DNAs were being mixed with were already dead, but that had nothing to do with it. One scientist made the biggest mistake she would ever make. She switched the wrong buttons, causing their DNAs to mix and stick together. 

That night, nobody was in the lab. But that's where the shifts took place - the subjects arose into a coma, where they could hear and feel everything, but not move. 

What happened next was agonizing! The subjects' bodies twisted and changed, becoming deformed and repugnant, causing agony to ripple through the subjects. Yet all they could do was scream internally at the sheer pain! 
It took hours of the DNA combining and their bodies changing, until the pain finally came to a stop. 
Even those who hadn't survived the changing had progressed to shift: their bodies a completely different shape to before, some even looking gruesome. 

The scientist came back in the morning, only to find the new creatures before her. Her screams woke the 'beasts'. The subjects were confused - some lost their memory, with only the name of their subject number freshly implanted in their mind. Others were luckier and remembered everything. A different amount of memory was taken from each of them. 
Frightened without control of their new bodies, the subjects had completely destroyed the lab and they'd ran. Yes, they were naked - they'd ran into the closest town, screeching for help. Society couldn't cope with the new abnormality, so cast them out into the wild to shrivel and die. Little did they know that the animals' multiple/singular animal DNA inside of them gave them survival instincts. Nobody who escaped died. 

Three years later, they're living wild, with crafted bows and clothes made from numerous materials for those whose bodies were revealing. Some socialize as a 'pack', whilst others prefer to survive alone. How the story follows, you decide. 

::RANKS::

Leader
Deputy
Warriors
Hunters
Guards
Medic(s)
Apprentices
Pups/young/children
No specific ranks
Loners
Rogues


::Packs::


G R E E N W O O D  P A C K

Leader(s):  Evelyn Greenwood (TinkyTasha)
Deputy: Tom Greenwood (Repetition)
Warriors:
Hunters:
Guards:
Medic(s):
Apprentices:
Pups/young/children:


No specific ranks: Xavier (Wolfie10)

Will edit when someone decides to join!  Maximum of three packs overall



[I'll post the bio format in the next post! Thanks!!]



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Wolfie10

7:18am Oct 4 2015 (last edited on 1:42am Oct 6 2015)

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~ please note that those that say 'optional' will be because your character may not remember, or they may not just want to talk about it, etcetera. x3 the 'optional' on pack/rank will be because you may not even be in one ~

::Bio::

Name (optional):
Subject Number:
Age(optional):
Gender:
S.O - Sexual Orientation:
Appearance:
Personality:
Memories:
History(optional):
Pack (optional):
Rank (optional - leader, warrior, no specific rank, and more)
Weapons:
Friends:
Crush/mate:
Children:
Relatives (optional):
Other:



Mine!  (will edit):


Name: Xavier 
Subject Number: 7.0
Age: 17
Gender: Male
S.O/Sexual Orientation: Straight
Appearance: tle="Linky link link link" target="">LINK ~ with a beaded piece of leather tied around his waist attached to some cloth to cover his 'nether regions' xD
Personality: Xavier is a polite, reserved young anthro. He doesn't really get along with others very well, although will protect anyone! Being as reserved as he is, nobody really knows much about him. He prefers not to socialize. 
Altogether he is actually sweet natured, quiet and fun all in one. He will really warm up to friends/people he kind of gets along with. 
Memories: When Xavier woke up, all he could remember was his forename and age. Otherwise, he's made no progress in remembering anything. 
History (optional): see 'memories'
Pack (optional): None
Rank(optional): None. He's a loner
Weapons: He only has a bow and some arrows he will use to hunt/protect. He carries them around in sheath on his back
Friends: (will edit)
Crush/mate: None - yet
Children: None
Relatives He can't remember any
Other: chicken brains :P




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12:35pm Oct 5 2015 (last edited on 9:15am Oct 7 2015)

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::Bio::

Name (optional): Tom Greenwood
Subject Number: 9.0
Age(optional): 18
Gender: Male
S.O - Sexual Orientation: Straight
Appearance:
Personality: Tom is a friendly, social anthro. He gets on with almost everybody and is kind and caring. He doesn't hold grudges and easily forgives. He has an open mind and heart.
Memories: All, he was 'lucky.'
History(optional): Tom was a favourite through the town. He knew everybody and was loved. He had a rough childhood but that didn't stop him from smiling.
Pack (optional): Greenwood
Rank (optional - leader, warrior, no specific rank, and more): Deputy.
Weapons: Bow and arrows.
Friends: Will edit
Crush/mate: None
Children: No
Relatives (optional): Evelyn Greenwood.
Other: Chicken brains?



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Wolfie10

1:05pm Oct 5 2015 (last edited on 1:43am Oct 6 2015)

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[@Repetition accepted! Hehe, I don't know where the chicken brains came from. Just seemed like a random thing...  x3]
[I'll probably wait until there is about two more people to join? If it's not so successful,  maybe just one more person ^-^]



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[::EDIT::]
[Added the ranks! Please read!]



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Avo

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::Bio::

Name (optional): Evelyn Greenwood
Subject Number: 10.0
Age(optional): 21
Gender: Female
S.O - Sexual Orientation: Straight
Appearance:  
Gosh, that picture is perfect for what I was thinking of!
Personality: Evelyn is that little bad-girl, rebel. She's short and small, but don't judge a book by it's cover. She's friendly, but snappy and sarcastic.
Memories: She knows what happens, but that's all. She has dreams about her old life, but all the figures are hazy figures besides her brother.
History(optional): Hazy figures, besides her brother. 
Pack (optional): Greenwood
Rank (optional - leader, warrior, no specific rank, and more) Leader
Weapons: Sword
Friends: will edit
Crush/mate: None 
Children: No
Relatives (optional): Her brother, Tom.
Other: Chicken Brains? Ewwww!




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Wolfie10

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[Accepted! Your character does look perfect ' I immediately get the bad-girl rebel impression ;P]

[Might leave it another day, maybe? Might start earlier considering I just can't wait xD
[Your pack's being added]




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[Wolfie, I'm deputy in the Greenwood pack. :))]



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[Okay!! Changing :)]



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[Starting tomorrow]



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Wolfie10

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[Starting now ^-^ You can add random characters into your pack, if you want]

Xavier widened his beak in a yawn, his wings flapping gently. It felt good to be sitting by the river. It was just about sunset, and the sun was climbing down the horizon. It was beautiful: he felt a twinge if recognition. He would never grab hold of the memory, no matter how much he grasped for it, but did he used to do this often? 

He knew there was no point in even attempting to remember. He'd given up on that long ago - no matter how much it would nag at him. 
Sitting on a rock with his wings stretched out for warmth, the anthro moved his hands backwards and forwards: backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards. In his hands was a knife - he was carving another arrow from a sturdy stick, making sure it fit perfectly for the arrow head he'd made earlier. Luckily, it fit. 
Taking a leaf and gathering some tree sap, he wiped the substance around the head and stick, leaving them to dry in the fading sunlight. Xavier swiftly washed off the excess sap in the river and stood up, stretching his wings and arms. His eyes pranced about; piercing, menacing. There was a rustling in the bushes behind him. No doubt it was another of him - or was it? His ears picked up the familiar, uneven steps of a creature neither human, nor animal. 

Turning around and glaring into the bushes, a glimpse of fur caught his eye. Might be an Anthro. 
As in a threat, he opened his beak and let out an odd screech. His wings pulled back, also with the feathers back in a menacing way. His body only said one thing: danger. 

Even if it wasn't a threat, he definitely needed to be cautious. You never knew what could be lurking in the undergrowth, these days. 
Xavier slowly drew his bow, his odd hands fumbling as he pulled out an arrow. As soon as he saw the creature as a threat - he'd shoot. Unless, in fact, it was a simple being. 

[Not as long as I'd want it tobe... ]



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Evelyn sharpened a rock and rolled her eyes as she watched Tom play around. She stood up and put her sword into her belt that held up her jeans. She pulled on a black cloak that covered her face over her black crop top. She grabbed a spear and headed out towards the river to get supper.

She stalked around under the bushes and killed two rabbits in the short amount of time she had been out. Her ears pricked as she heard shuffling of a big form. She peeked out of the bushes to see an eagle form.

She stumbled back and hid in the bushes but a screech made her walk out. Her arms were close to her belt but she wasn't threatening him.



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Wolfie10

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[One more, then I'll wait on Rep :3]

Xavier watched as a young woman walked from the bushes - she wasn't threatening him, but being Xavier, he kept on guard. 
"Who are you?" He spat. She looked as it she was from a pack; well, she had the scent of many others on her, and it was a recognisable smell. He'd caught this scent on many others before. 

To be honest, he didn't care what rank she was. Ranks never mattered to him: being wild - well, with no rank, anyway - the rules and honour were beyond reach. First of all he had to confirm that this somewhat attractive fox most certainly wasn't a threat.
Xavier's tail lashed, whilst his hands still kept his bow perfectly drawn. Thinking about it, there was no reason for him to have a tail. What else had his DNA been mixed with? A lynx? 

[Short, sorry... c;]



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Tom glided around, his tail hitting leaves that made him run and crawl up trees. He dropped behind a bush and peeked his over a bush as he watched Evei stalk away.

He raised and stood in front of the bush his ears flickering for sound. Angry shouts were heard down the river, he picked up Evei's. He grabbed a bow and arrow and ran to the river, slowing down.

He stepped in front of Evei. "I'm Tom Greenwood, this is Evelyn. She's my sister. We have a pack, we the only two so far. If you ever need a pack, come to ours. It down south." Tom explained. "We better be going." he said, quickly. Steering his sister away.

Tom eventually went to get the dinner and cooked and shared the meal with Evei.

[You know Tink's story. I'll be taking on her character, she said I could.]



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[Yeah. Again, don't worry, experiences like that aren't fun... ]

Xavier just scoffed. Unbelievable. 
"I'm sorry, but I'm fine on my own." He said, his voice flat and icy. He pulled his bow away and sat back on the rock, watching the sky once more. With his arrow drying beside him, he glanced down: still sticky, and nowhere near done. Nevermind. 

But...  What would a pack be like? He'd probably hang around them for a few days, even join them to see what it was like. Especially with this Tom Greenwood guy, he swore he'd caught that scent before. 
Giving up on these thoughts, he just slouched back, allowing his eyes to close. He was quickly asleep. 



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MrDarcy

6:59am Dec 21 2015 (last edited on 7:53am Dec 21 2015)

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Heya your story caught my interest mind if I role-play with you guys?

Name (optional):Darcy Evans
Subject Number:4.0
Age(optional):16
Gender:Female
S.O - Sexual Orientation:Bi
Appearance: Most often seen as a young anthro black wolf. 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Personality: laid back and friendly to a fault, loves food a little to much for her own good but is never out of shape and ready to fight when needed shes also loves to cook. She has great tracking skills and her hearing is on point as well but she's a little absent minded so she can still get snuck up on.
Memories: She doesnt remember anything from before just a lot of pain.
History(optional): After she was chased out of town she came upon a farm outside of the city, there was a nice elderly couple who took her in fed her and raised her for a few years until they died. Although she was raised on a farm the old man took her out hunting and taught her survival skills for the day she would be on her own. The old lady taught her how to use a bow staff to protect herself, the couple didnt take any crap when they were younger and they still didnt.
Pack (optional):none
Rank (optional - leader, warrior, no specific rank, and more) loner (for now)
Weapons: Bo staff
Friends: none yet
Crush/mate: none
Children: none
Relatives (optional):none
Other: Chicken brains?
Wolfie10

3:47pm Dec 21 2015

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[@MrDarcy It's fine!! Accepted.]

[EVERYONE, I APOLOGIZE FOR MY UNANNOUNCED HIATUS. I'LL BE GETTING BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS VERY SOON.]



I haven\'t been around for years! I\'m sorry, but I\'m back now (:
MrDarcy

6:29am Dec 22 2015

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[ woot thank you :) ]

Darcy moved silently through the woods watching for danger and food possibilities, after awhile she hears talking in the distance and decides to get closer. Well seems like I stumbled into an interesting situation she thought as she watched the very small pack recede into the tree line and the.... bird fox guy, relax slightly into his tree. I'll watch them for now so I know they're alright she smiled to herself, " Oh yeah this is gonna be awesome" she whispered out loud as she hurried away to find shelter.
lilie

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is this rp still accepting? 



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Stargazer

6:46pm Nov 18 2022 (last edited on 6:46pm Nov 18 2022)

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Locked thread due to inactivity, however the thread can be unlocked if requested by the thread owner! :)

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