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    labored breaths and light steps were approaching. the body accompanied by these sounds was somewhat odd, a small, cat like creature with multiple appendages. four fluffy arms were protruding from each side of her body, as well as three tails branching off of the one. this creature was known as 0X48, an experiment not meant to be let free. she was considered to be extremely dangerous to the ones who hurt her, but that was very hard to see from her appearance. 0X48 was very skinny and small and had a musty bandanna covering the deformity that was considered to be her eyes. her eyes were a glowing green color. 0X48 was virtually blind save for the echolocation ability she had implanted into her from all the genetic splicing that went on before her birth.


    her fur was softly textured, and it was black with glowing white markings traveling all up and down her body. 0X48's body was dominantly a cat, but it had features of a bat, a wolf, and a chameleon. she was not too sure on how to control these different genetics, and decided that it was best left alone. 0X48 was about the size of an adult feline, but she was only three months old. in the three months she was alive, the creature was subjected to horrible experiments and living conditions. you see, 0X48 had special abilities that she did not know how to control, and the humans wanted to harness that power.


    coming up on the territory she was tracking down, 0X48 moved to a slow trot and let her extended arms feel along the ground beside her. perhaps she would be safe now, she wasn't too sure. anything was better than... wherever she was before.

    "Oh. Wow." Xia ended up being one of the first to approach this... monstrosity. She looked cool, though, and definitely drew Xia in. Her tail wagged as she, effectively, bounced around the blind thing before stopping a few steps before it. "You look really messed up, dude. It's really cool!" she mused, tail wagging. Much like 0X48, she was large for her species, though that could be because she was a hellshadow pup, and not some wolf baby. She still stood over the other, perhaps just barely, but still.


    "My name is Xia! Do you need somethin' from ShadowClan?" she asked, finally giving the feline-bat-wolf-lizard thing a chance to explain itself. Herself? Herself.

    0X48 chose not to lift her head, but she could see the outline of a stranger using her echolocation. the creature stood still and was not too sure on how to respond. not being around, well, anything her whole life sort of left a communication barrier. the mutant lifted her head and flickered her oddly shaped tail, not quite sure what to do. well, she could try to communicate using sign language but she was very bad at using it, and she didn't want to risk using telepathy in case it got out of control.


    she lifted her two fur covered, human like arms and shrugged. did they understand shrugging? heck, she barely understood what shrugging was. 0X48 knew she was 'messed up', but it was not exactly her fault. the feline mutant tried to let out a sound but all that came out was a weird, purr type noise. she gave up and just decided to sign something.


    's h a d o w c l a n. w h a t. i s. t h a t.'


    signing words was not always her favorite thing to do, but it had to work for the time being.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]"What." Don said rather bluntly in response to the strange purring noise that escaped the mutant's mouth. He was stunned by her appearance, very intrigued indeed. He'd willingly want to study her a little more. Don had watched the sign language and concluded that he wasn't getting anywhere with her. "Nod if you can understand me." He commanded plainly. Then, he would bombard her with yes and no questions to see if she could respond to them.

    TAGS — GARBAGE

    0X48 let out a disgruntled grumble as the sign language was an obvious flop. she looked towards the next glowing outline that approached her and blinked from behind her bandanna. how did these groups work? she would have to ask something like this at a later time, since she obviously could not talk and them understand. the mutant nodded at the stranger's command and her markings lit up in enthusiasm. she hadn't felt this alive since she was born.


    she put her arms down in disappointment and let them feel up the ground below her. the creature still had not become accustomed to the earth around her, and was still mystified by all the auras around her. everything was so... alive. the small, fur covered hands picked up a handful of the substances below her and let them fall back to their original spots.


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    [center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 400px; line-height: 14px; font-family: lucida sans unicode; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;] This fellow looked pretty cool. And, they could sign, like Marie's friend Liese. "It's like, a group of creatures. A clan; have you not heard of it?" She asked, a warm smile on her face as she approached. Don had already taken it upon himself to be an ass, so she could only greet the newcomer by being friendly. Not that she wouldn't do that normally, though.


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    I'LL BE FINE IF I CAN BREATHE 224

    I'LL BE FINE IF I CAN BREATHE 224

    ah, so some of them did understand sign language. though, 0X48 was not very used to this many beings being around her at once. well, friendly beings anyway. the creature turned her head towards marie and flickered a curved ear in her direction. a group of creatures? she had not heard of something so.. homely. 0X48 lifted up her two front arms again and began signing, hoping she didn't offend the one who seemed to be a bit grumpy.


    'n o. i a m n o t f r o m h e r e.'


    it didn't exactly take a genius to see that she was not like most normal creatures once her arms and pattern came into view. perhaps there were more like her here, though 0X48 was not as adept with seeing using echolocation as she was using her normal eyes. but, the female did not want to creep anyone out with her eye color. she was well aware of her appearance but there was nothing really she could do about it.


    the child returned to playing with the ground below her to ease her nerves, hoping that she did not appear nervous to the ones before her.


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    [center]Finch Harbringer[color=white][center][font=times new roman]"the club isn't the best place to find a lover so the bar is where i go" [color=white]
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    [color=#ff9999]Finch approached, taking note of how... weird the female looked. She narrowed her crystal eyes, examining her four arms. What in god's name? She honestly wanted to turn around and scream and pick xia up and take her with her, but she had to be more polite than that. Besides, Finch was one to talk. While she didn't exactly have four arms, she had short legs and large ears. She was fairly misproportionate. [color=white]"Well, do you want to join? We're always accepting new members."



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    The shit was going on here? Coming up to a halt to stand beside Marie, the ebony-furred lion frowned slightly as the odd-looking creature began motioning around with their hands and apparently these things meant something because the foxhound was replying to it. Weird.


    [center][spoiler=tags (updated 12/21)]

    general:
    Drogo Náshdóítsoh | no nicknames | male
    heterosexual | heteroromantic | currently single
    27 moons | born October 17th
    Shadowclan Duskreacher
    physical:
    • melanistic lion
    - left eye is a light blue, while the right is a bright hazel
    - body is 2x larger than regular African lion species ( 8ft. tall, about 830 lbs. )
    - has bright blue bodypaint in claw mark stripes across shoulders and a stripe along his spine to his tail
    injuries:
    • none at the moment
    personality:
    hot-headed | ferocious | lack of remorse | fearless
    savage, untame nature | quick to displays of violence
    confrontation:
    • extreme physically | difficult mentally
    • will start fights at lights provacation | does not back down
    • attack in #B40404
    [color=#000]•

    enhanced strength, speed, eyesight & hearing, ability to shrink & grow

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Although Rhaego stalked over behind his father, he did so cautiously: he still was not sure how well Drogo accepted him, but if he wanted to, the older lion could easily hurt the cub. Despite the size of the crowd that had gathered around 0X48, there was still enough room for him to see her, and he didn't like what he saw. She had too many arms and too many tails, and the glowing marks on her body frightened him. Not knowing what else to do, he bared his teeth at the stranger and growled, hoping to scare her into leaving.
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    join? she was not quite sure what she could join. perhaps it was this shadowclan they kept talking about. 0X48 turned her head towards the ground and used skinny fingers to draw in the ground to ease her nerves. back in the lab, they had always used a shot to calm her down during these small bouts of anxiety but what her captors did not realize was they were the reason for those small bouts. the cat-like mutant looked at finch and nodded softly before putting her head back down. then another approached, though it seemed that they didn't want to speak. that was okay, but 0X48 was more comfortable getting to know voices instead of outlines and auras. the creature lifted her head towards drogo and just simply stared, well, as much as she could through the dirt covered bandanna. perhaps they would welcome someone as grotesque as her. most of them seemed to be fairly friendly so far, but then again, 0X48 was used to rather nasty individuals.


    'i a m 0 X 4 8.'


    she did not know how else to introduce herself and that was what her captors would refer to her as, so perhaps that was her name. since she did not know any one else's name, the odd name did not seem very odd to her. at the growling, she stepped back and tripped over her long arms. was she not welcomed anymore? 0X48 looked in the direction of the growling and did not really know how to react, for she had never dealt with something like this. her arms began scrambling around on the ground as she laid there, not really sure if it was worth getting up. would they attack her? 0X48 used her four arms to lift herself up and lightly landed on her small paws, trembling slightly. surely they wouldn't hurt her, right?

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]A thrill of satisfaction went through Rhaego as the monster-creature stumbled backward, only to die down when she fell instead of leaving. The cub redoubled his efforts, volume of the growls steadily increasing. It occurred to him, after a moment, that 0X48's posture was one of submission, and he grew silent, satisfied. Pale eyes glowing, he looked up at the others for approval, but by the time he turned back to 0X48, she had lifted herself up again. The dark fur on his nape raising, the child let out another warning growl.
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    the child dropped her limbs and blinked behind her bandanna. why was this shadowclanner being so hostile? was this how they greeted others? the child opened her mouth to speak once more, but more garbles flooded out and she couldn't stop. 0X48 was always prone to huge bouts of anxiety, and this situation was not helping in the slightest. her arms began flailing and she had never felt more grotesque than now. she backed up some more and nearly tripped again, but managed to contain herself. this was not a great first impression she was having with everyone, and now she feared that they would kick her out for being a disturbance. maybe it was a mistake to leave the confines of the lab, choosing to subject herself to torture rather than being potentially threatened. yes, she was really regretting coming into the real world right now.


    (c) advo

    info ◬ 02/27

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    Oh shit. He was the one who was supposed to be doing something about this, wasn't he? Though he felt the same hint of childish satisfaction creeping up his spine as the multi-limbed creature fell back and seemed to be cowering underneath Rhaego's growling, Drogo released a low, very quiet, guttural noise. Not a growl or a snarl, just a little sign that said no more of that. Whether or not his son would listen to him was another question. "0X48," repeated Drogo with a small twitch of his nose, that was a weird name, more of a title than anything, "Where you from?"


    [center][spoiler=tags (updated 12/21)]

    general:
    Drogo Náshdóítsoh | no nicknames | male
    heterosexual | heteroromantic | currently single
    27 moons | born October 17th
    Shadowclan Duskreacher
    physical:
    • melanistic lion
    - left eye is a light blue, while the right is a bright hazel
    - body is 2x larger than regular African lion species ( 8ft. tall, about 830 lbs. )
    - has bright blue bodypaint in claw mark stripes across shoulders and a stripe along his spine to his tail
    injuries:
    • none at the moment
    personality:
    hot-headed | ferocious | lack of remorse | fearless
    savage, untame nature | quick to displays of violence
    confrontation:
    • extreme physically | difficult mentally
    • will start fights at lights provacation | does not back down
    • attack in #B40404
    [color=#000]•

    enhanced strength, speed, eyesight & hearing, ability to shrink & grow

    [center][fancypost=background-color:transparent; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt]after the whole growling ordeal seemed to come to a close, the young mutant looked at drogo, or at least looked at his outline. where was she from? 0X48 did not know herself. all she knew was there were a lot of mean people and harsh conditions, but she didn't know how to word that exactly.


    'b a d p l a c e.'


    was that good enough? the child did not know how else to describe her former home, and hoped her answer was sufficient enough for the lion. something about his aura made her want to respect him, despite her already automatically respecting everyone she came across.
    [center](c) advo

    info ◬ 02/27